Here ya go! I'm exceptionally pleased with the reception to the last chapter. Hope you enjoy this one!

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"Liz, over here," a familiar voice called from behind a small wall.

Elizabeth, Howard Stark's Ninetales, picked up the requested wrench and trotted around a desk to gently deposit it in the lap of Tony Stark.

"Thank you," he said gratefully, pausing to rub her head with one relatively clean hand.

Liz crooned softly in the back of her throat, leaning into the gentle caress. Too soon for her liking, Tony stopped and returned to his work.

Luke walked over to lean on the table and examine what Tony was working on. He carefully picked up a small screw and examined it.

"Don't lose that, Luke," Tony warned, without looking up. "I have to keep that where I can find it."

The Lucario gently placed the screw back down on the table as Brat and Zee flew to hover over their heads. "Zing?" Brat said, voice curious as he flew down to examine a part.

"It's for you, Brat," Tony said. "It'll be a little robot body for you to use."

"Zing!" Brat leapt into the air and flew round and round their heads.

Liz looked worried as she placed one paw on his lap. Tony turned his head, watching Meta crawl towards them out of the corner of his eye as he answered her unspoken question. "He can't get up to too much trouble with this... hopefully."

Liz didn't look convinced, but allowed Tony to continue working. She moved to make space for Meta to watch as well.

Finally he finished the small robot. It was kind of crude, with wires sticking out here and there, but most of it was covered with metal plates. The robot was about a foot tall, with four limbs and a clean metal plate for its face.

Brat, the Rotom, spun around the robot, eyeing it with a critical eye as Tony sat back and admired his work. After a good five minutes, Brat warily slid into the robotic shell.

The effect was instantaneous- the clean faceplate suddenly displayed Brat's thrilled features. The entire robot glowed a soft orange color, and an arm moved jerkily around.

Slowly, a pleased smile spread across Brat's face, and the assembled Pokemon all wondered just what their Trainer had gotten them into.