Title: Barebackin'
Author: Evil_Little_Dog
Rating: K+
Disclaimer: This is a derivative work, and, as such, I make absolutely no money writing this. Darn the luck.
Summary: Tony thinks he should buy a race horse.
Pepper rolled her eyes. "Do you know anything about horses?"
His arms folded, Tony studied the horse, rather than her. "They have four legs, they run races, and they smell."
"I take it that means 'no'."
"But I could buy a race horse? Couldn't I? It's what rich people do, and I definitely qualify as a rich person. I actually qualify as a stinking rich person, but I'm willing to accept the former title." He arched his brows at Pepper, who sighed. "What?"
"You don't know anything about horses," she said. "Anything."
"You do, though, don't you? I'm sure you had the little girl crush thing on them." Tony sidestepped when the horse reached out with its long neck. Damn, it had a big mouth. "So you can tell me if I should buy this horse!"
"No," Pepper said.
"No, I shouldn't buy this horse? Or no the other thing?"
"No, Tony, I'm not getting into this with you," Pepper said. "You're not really into horses, and you...just no."
"But I bet I'd look good in a cowboy outfit?"
Pepper turned on her heel, walking away. "No!" she called over her shoulder.
Tony sulked for a few seconds, glancing at the horse. "Maybe she's right. I should probably work my way up to a race horse. Maybe there's a riding school I could buy..."
~end~