Hello Readers! Welcome to my new Story! The idea has been floating round my head for a while and now.. Here it is! Enjoy!


A few years down the line from the Battle of New York, Tony and Bruce are still close friends and co-workers. Tony is always looking for ways to help his friend be more social, and when the opportunity to mentor two students from NYU popped up, Tony jumped at the chance and decided it would be a good idea to help some young minds.

Somehow, they're going to find their way to be mentors at NYU.

Daniel Francis and Alexandra Callaghan are possibly the biggest know it all's about science that there are at NYU. They've both been best friends from the first attempted explosion of their fourth grade science class room right up until their college mega-genius courses.

After both passing the entry exam with flying colors, Dan and Alex move in together, and now have been chosen for a 6 month work experience mentorship program.


"We all deserve to die! We all deserve to die!... Because the lives of the wicked should be made brief for the rest of us death will be a relief, we all deserve to die." I sang out. Yep, I totally hit that note.

"Alex! What have I told you about singing Sweeney Todd in the morning?!" Dan shouted from the kitchen.

"Sweeny Todd is a powerful and emotional musical!" I said, defending my singing, walking out of my bedroom. God, having a friend be your roommate can be so annoying at times.

"And a musical about murder and cannibalism." He muttered, going back to the newspaper. I rolled my eyes, slumping down on a wooden chair opposite him.

"You excited for today?" I asked, smiling and trying to change the subject from murder. It's not the greatest topic to talk about over the breakfast table.

"Yeah, I am." Dan nodded. I smiled back at him before taking a sip of my tea.

"You have to be excited. I've never seen you make conversation before nine AM." He chuckled dryly. I poked my tongue out at him.

"It's gonna be awesome! Real scientists, in a real lab!" I said, shaking my head. This had been my dream, working in a lab, doing real science-y things.

"We're actually going to be working with Iron Man! Can you believe it?" Dan asked excitedly. I hoped to God that he wasn't going to fan-boy when we meet the men we were working with. "Did you do some research on that Banner guy?" He continued on a somewhat calmer level.

"Yep, Dr. Bruce Banner. He sounds pretty smart. He's done a lot of work on gamma radiation and the effects of said radiation on the body, but that's all I could really find." I shrugged. He sounded interesting, though. You know, trained as a doctor, but now an all round smarty-pants in science. But there's no record of him after about 2005, which is weird for someone with such qualifications.

"Right..." Dan said before eating his last crust. "You must be trying to make a good impression." He said, looking me over.

I raised my eyebrow. "What?" I asked a little self consciously. He had a tendency to do this; talking about random stuff and not explaining.

"You're wearing a dress." He pointed out. I chuckled. "You never wear dresses; you must really want this." He smirked.

"Oh, shut up." I wacked him on the side of the head with his newspaper. He feigned hurt and snatched his paper back with a sniff. I laughed.

"Come on, we'd better get going." I said, grabbing the car keys.


"Livin' easy, lovin' free, season ticket on a one way ride. Askin' nothin'. leave me be." .."I'm on the highway to hell! On the highway to hell! highway to hell I'm on the highway to hell!"

"Ugh." I groaned. Every morning. Every single morning. "Don't you think it's a little early for ACDC, Tony?" I asked, looking over to him. He was tinkering with a prototype arm, probably not even listening.

"It's never too early for ACDC!" he grinned, looking over at me. I don't understand how he can this happy in the morning. He didn't even go to bed until after three AM!

Jarvis piped up suddenly. "Sir, please remember that you do have a meeting with the NYU board today at nine."

I mentally groaned again. I know it's a good exercise for me to be more comfortable around other people. I want to do it. Really, it'll be fun. I just...don't trust Tony with young people. They're too impressionable. If Iron Man said 'blow that up,' they probably would.

"What time is it now, Jarvis?" Tony asked, his brow creased as he worked carefully on his invention.

"it's 8:45, sir." Jarvis replied.

"Thanks for the memo, Jarvis." Tony sighed, sitting back in his chair. I drank the rest of my tea and gently sat it down on the lab table.

"Come on, we'd better get going." I said. I grabbed my jacket from the coat hook. When I realized Tony wasn't scrambling to change into a suit at the last second, I looked at him. "You're really going in that?" I gestured to his attire. He was going to go to university board meeting in a ACDC T-shirt and jeans.

"I tend to get bored with suits after a while, Brucie." he said before gulping down the rest of his coffee.

"Right." I rolled my eyes, exiting the lab, Tony following.