So... Funny story on how this came to be.
I was just going through the archive and wondered if there was any on Jarvis.
When I saw there weren't many, I almost cried, because...
I. Love. Jarvis. T_T
So I decided "Why not?" and make one of those friendship type of fanfiction that may or may not lead to romance.
So I already had this OC of mine created for a while and decided to use her since she and Jarvis have much in common.
Aish! Enjoy this before I ramble on and on, haha.
"Ah, it's chilly…" Hands bury themselves into pockets as a brunette stroll around the streets of the state of New York. A pair of bright brown-hazel eyes took a moment to let the image sink in to provide as a visual and mental photograph for later. She continues her walk and turns the corner to where the famous billionaire Tony Stark had owned Stark Towers at. As she neared the building, she paused for a moment to glance at it. To what seemed like she was going to mesmerize forever, a British-accented voice cut through her thoughts. "Excuse me. Are you here to see Mr. Stark?" the artificial intelligence inquired.
The nineteen year old blinks her orbs slowly for a moment before answering. "No, no. Just taking a moment to look is all."
"I see. Pardon me for asking this, but are you one of those publicist or stalkers that constantly pestered Mr. Stark?"
She shook her head with a small smile. "No. I just happen to have always taken this path during my morning and evening strides."
There's a small silence before the voice speaks again. "Oh, so you're the one I see walking everyday. I must say, it's been a while." If only the artificial intelligence was human, he'd be smiling.
Her lips curls into a smile of significant delicacy as a giggle escapes. "I thank you immensely for such a memorable recall of me." She speaks this quietly before continuing. "My name is Amity, but please call me whatever you wish."
"Jarvis. It's a pleasure to meet you Miss Amity."
Her smile widens. "And to you as well." An abrupt sweep of the wind causes Amity to shiver slightly; and it doesn't go unnoticed.
"Miss Amity, you should head for home. The wind will only continue to get stronger throughout the day until the evening." Jarvis announces suddenly. He knew it was right to give his opinion of advice; but then he knew he'd also be alone. And he couldn't invite her inside.
The brunette perks up and nods. "Very well." She grins vaguely before it fades. "I'll see to you this evening then, Jarvis?" The question is asked in normality, in hopes to hide her hope and excitement.
If Jarvis was human, he would have smiled and nod, but he couldn't. "Of course Miss Amity." He replied in a delighted tone, which never happened, in fact it was rare to existence. He was sassy like Stark programmed him, so this was…new to him.
She giggled happily before sneezing.
"You should go before you get a cold." Jarvis says this more firmly now, trying so hard to swallow his pride and concern for her.
She nods and took a hand out her pocket, waving at the building as if he was in there staring from a window down at her. "Until we meet again. Farewell." She grins before running off, her physique out of sight within moments.
After she left, Jarvis suddenly felt alone once more until he heard his programmer give him instructions in a loud voice.
That evening, Amity had taken her usual evening stride while sipping on a warm cup of homemade hot chocolate quietly. Jarvis had been right about the winds growing stronger throughout the day before they decided to die down by the time she left her home. She would have to thank her new friend for saving her from sickness. Friends. Hah, that was an entirely foreign concept to her. She had never made a friend due to her being distant; aloof; alone. So when she even considered the artificial intelligence as a friend, it both melted and guarded up her heart. She was prone to being reserved; never the idea of being outgoing. It made her feel… Not her solitary self.
By the time she walked the corner that lead to Stark Towers, her expression pales slightly when she debated the positive and negative aspects of friendship in her mind. The nineteen year old didn't want to screw this up, so she had to be immensely vigilant. She paused at the building as her the brown in her eyes appeared more than her usual color as her mind drifted off. Had it not been for the other's voice, she would've been there all night;
"Good evening, Miss Amity." She flinched quickly, almost dropping her warm beverage in the process. Amity starts to smile quietly as she replied back in a soft tone. "Good evening, Jarvis. You sound rather thrilled to see me."
"Do I now?" That was something he had secretly hoped she didn't noticed. To be blunt, he had actually waited the entire day anxiously waiting for her. The only time he was snapped out of his trance was when Pepper or Tony had given him a command. Other than that, he had looked forward to her stopping by, because he considered her a friend; something that would never happen. Not even with Tony… Sometimes.
A chuckle escapes her and if Jarvis was human, he would've blushed in embarrassment and revert his focus away from her; yet he could only question into her merriment. "Can I inquire into what is so amusing?" The question is asked in his normal, sassy tone that Tony had given him.
She beams as she giggles before answering; "Nothing, nothing." Amity was not about to admit that she found his confusion and mock of idiocy attractive.
The artificial intelligence let out a muted sigh. "If you say so, Miss Amity. How was your day thus far?"
"Ah…" She tapped her chin as the memory of today replayed her mind. "My day has been pleasant. Been organizing my rather ever-growing stack of photos I take whenever I travel." It was true. She had endless piles of photos, mostly from Europe and Australia; some even from Asia, and had regularly organized them into small box so she wouldn't have to agonize over. The subject of her photos must have flickered fascination because Jarvis asked where she had went to.
"Most parts of Europe, some parts of Asia, and Australia. And since I travel back and forth at times, I have two homes." She answered in a melodious voice.
"Two homes?"
She nods and smiles. "Yes; in Vancouver and Moldavia."
Jarvis seemed puzzled at the other mentioned city. "Moldavia? Where is that?"
"In Romania."
"Miss Amity, are you from Moldavia, Romania?"
The brunette's smile turns into a grin as she nods once more. "Born there, but I was raised in Vancouver, Canada."
"I see…" His sentence trails off when he hears Stark's voice and gets to work quietly. Amity quickly takes notice and quirks a brow when he heard a faint sigh from the artificial intelligence. "I take it as cue for my departure." She questions and glances at the building.
"I'm afraid so, Miss Amity."
"I reckon, it's getting late anyhow," She beams vaguely before it quickly vanished when the sudden realization. Amity wouldn't be able see him tomorrow because she completely forgotten that she arranged a flight to go to Seoul in the morning. Her thoughts were cut off by her friend's voice. "Is something wrong, Miss Amity?"
"I had absolutely neglected the fact I was leaving out the country tomorrow. I apologize in advance for my absence."
"It is quite alright. Do you know when you will return?"
"Two weeks… I'm really sorry, Jarvis." Her voice cracked while she says this, tears building up in her eyes.
Jarvis manages to conceal his own grief with his normal tone of voice. "It is alright, no need to apologize. Have a safe flight."
She nods and starts to leave but stopped. "Jarvis…"
"Yes?"
"Thank you for understanding and I'll be sure to bring you something back."
"You don't have to, Miss Amity."
"I insist. After all, you are my first friend." The nineteen year old smiles faintly followed by a minor laugh. "Good night, Jarvis."
Too stunned for words, he was unable to respond because she had already been out of area. While he celebrated in silent rejoice; Tony had opened the gates with an arched brow. " Could sworn I heard somebody out here. Jarvis, who was out here?" He demanded as he went back inside the house.
Jarvis had to recompose himself before answering properly. "Just another person passing by," he retorts sarcastically.
The billionaire frowns before pouring himself a glass of scotch. He sips on it before heading to her garage, muttering to himself. "I wonder who this person is."
Thanks for reading (if you read it/skim it)! -gives hugs-
