Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Marvel characters, and sadly don't make a dime off any of them or their shenanigans. I'm just trotting them out for the amusement of myself and others (hopefully).
Notes: A quick (unbetaed) drabble originally written via text for my wife's amusement while she was in the office on a Saturday. Set at a non-specific point in the Green Blanket verse, the whole series of which will be available on my AO3 account due to varied ratings levels. (And no, this isn't the promised sequel to All that We Love Deeply, that's still a WIP in my notebook.) If you haven't read AtWLD, that's fine, this drabble can stand alone.
Tony is working away in his lab, listening to a radio play-list of 'The Greatest Arena Rock Anthems' when Sex on Fire starts playing. He immediately shuts off his torch and glares up at his speakers like they've betrayed him.
"Jarvis, what in Einstein's name is that? He sounds like the victim of some sort of horrific STD."
"It is the King's of..."
"Yeah, stop right there, and put on some good music before my ears start to bleed."
The music changed to one of Tony's own play-lists, but that didn't stop Jarvis from adding dryly, "I have warned you before the risk of the radio is being subjected to someone else's opinion of what is good."
"Next time I decide I want to find some new music, you go buy some tracks online for me. I trust you more to spare my eardrums than... What was that channel again?"
"The Rock XM."
"Ugh, I think I deserved that punishment. Right, lesson learned, I should always trust you first."
"Quite, sir."
Tony flicked his torch back on and returned to his work, singing along happily to Enter Sandman.