Tony Stark played by BabyRie16
Steve Rogers and James Rhodes played by Billby
Tony yawned and blasted several billboards as. He faught with distruction he was causing was far worse then he was preventing, cars were getting crushed and a few people were even hurt. He finally shot the guy out of the sky with a smirk.
The bad guy came crashing down, through an appartment building and then into a busy street, causing a 25 car pill up. Captin america and the hulk showed up.
"What the hell do you think you are doing?" Cap asked as he looked around at the devistation.
Tony landed, "HEY GUYS! I got Vulture!"
"You wrecked 3 city blocks!..." Cap paused and sniffed. "Are you drinking?"
"Not at the moment," he smiled, "And vulture did that.."
"Have you not noticed, look around, those scortch marks are from you!" he pointed to burn marks on buildings and such.
He looked around, "Well maybe you should try and hit a flying target when your targeting system is malfunctioning." he closed an eye to look at him.
"You are drunk."
"Not yet..." he smiled.
"You can't do this, people could have been killed." He scolds.
"But. Was anyone?" he. Asked with a smile. "Nope, no one killed, vulture caught. End of case, Watson.."
"I about to put an end to your case." Starts walking towards him. "You are acting like a kid crashing through a set of blocks. And people were hurt." points.
He yawned, "Well the collatoral is pocket change."
"How can you say that, there is millions worth of damage here! I don't think you get the big picture, I'm gonna open your eyes.
"They are opened"
"Obviously not enough. Come here." He said with a glare.
"I don't like that face," he backed away.
"I tell what you are not gonna like even more, this hand."
That threat clicked a part in his brain involved in memory, "uhm...I think I hear the tea kettle," his mask fell and he flew into the sky.
"You little nnugh!..." He looked around. "Hey, big guy, toss me!" He said as he looked to Hulk.
"Gladly," HULK grabbed his shoudler and tossed him hard at Tony.
He flew through the air and sort of crashed into Tony with a grunt as he grabbed about his waist.
Tony dropped with the sudden impact but steadied himself, "WTH, steve!"
"Didn't think you were getting away that easy did you? Now you can ether land for this or try and concentrat and fly while I beat you red."
He groaned and tried to look for somewhere to land.
"Better hurry up, I'm not waiting long." He started to pry the seams open over the backside of his suit.
"Hey. Now! You're wrecking private property!" he squirmed in air.
"Didn't seem to bother you when you caused all those cars to wreck." He forced the bolts to give.
"Come on, Steve!" he complained as he could feel the bolts being pulled.
"Then land already!" He growled.
"Ok, ok!" he whined and landed on an abandoned. factory building
"Now, lets get this suit off you." He said. "Take it off, now."
"I was fighting," He complained.
"And you could have done a better job keeping the damage contained. Think about what you are doing. Now off with the suit." He barked.
"Cant I just get a timeout or something?"
"Sure, afterward. Now take the damn suite off, or I'm ripping it off."
"I didn't mean it like that," he complained as the suit began to peel off his body and folded into a Suitcase."
"I wanna know one thing before we start this, have you been drinking, do not lie."
"Well yes, but it was just some shots from fans..." he looked off..
"Flying around while under the infulance, that suit qualifies as a means of transportation, braking the law." He grabbed him.
"Thats if you're a certified pilot!" he tried to pull back.
"Oh, flying without a licance too huh." He kneeled and forced him over his raised knee.
"Hey, don't twist my words!"
"I just calling it like I see it." He yanked down his pants and boxers.
"Hey wait, is that really necisary?" he squirmed.
"I would say this is rather tame for what you really deserve." He held him tight and swated his butt.
"Ow!" he kicked, "Well tame hurts!"
"Would you rather I find something to hit you with?" He swatted again.
"No!" he groaned.
"Well then deal with it." He started up a steady pace.
He groaned and squirmed over his lap, "ouch!"
"Lets start from the top, where did you go wrong?" He asked as he continued.
"Uhm...I met you?"
"Always the smart ass." He swatted his sit spots.
"Oww!" he complained, "Well you asked where I went wrong?"
Steve, unamussed, gave him several hard swats to the thighs.
The rich brat pushed at the super solider's side, "Owww! Ok, lesson learned!"
"And what is the lesson?" he continued swatting hard.
"Uhm...uhm...That I should listen to you and mom?" he reffered to Cap and Rhodey as his parents.
"Well yes, but what did you do wrong today?"
"Dropped Vulture into the street?" he tried to climb down.
"And? What else did you do? Something you know good and damn well is not ok before flying in to the rescue?" he held him tight and smacked his sitspots.
"Owww!" Tony kicked with each hit, "Had a little Vodka?"
"How much is a little anyway?" he stopped for a moment.
Tony lost all words for a moment, "Well...uhmm...we don't need to go ito specifics..."
"Yes we do!" he yelled between three hard smacks.
"Owwwch!" he tense and pushed at Steve's leg, "You really don't want to hear it!"
"That much, huh?" he swatted away, "I want to know right this minute! How many!"
He groaned and twisted, "21!"
"21 shots! How are you even talking without slurring or vomiting! What is the matter with you!" he began to swat Tony harder.
"Owwwwaaah!" he sobbed and struggled, "I told you, you didn't want to know!"
"I did and I didn't, but that aside, you should know better!" he swatted hard, the strikes landed in time with the harsh scolding words.
"Ok, Steve, ok!" The brunette begged, "Mom is already gonna get on my case!"
"Yeah, and you can get two beatings. Not only could you have killed someone,you could've got yourself killed. That was very dangerous, and very very stupid!" He scolded angirly without letting up.
TOny grit his teeth and squirmed, "You two take things too seriously! I like having some fun! And I didn't plan on fighting someone, I was trying to get to the tower!" he finally broke down into tears.
"Your safety and the safety of others is not something to be taken lightly. Call a cab next time, or one of us for a ride. Don't be a selfish idiot!"
"Ok, ok! Stop! I'll call a cab or something, just let go!" he cried over the Arian's knees.
"Are you sorry?" the solider asked with a raised hand.
"Yes! Very sorry!"
"And you wont be doing it again?"
"I won't, I won't!"
"Good. I'm glad you learned your lesson," he said, giving him 10 more hard smacks.
"Ow, God!" e rubbed his crimson backside, "I swear you're worse than Rhodey!"
"Well if you think about your actions once in a while neither of us would have to so harsh with you," he lifted the beaten man up into a hug, "Stupid brat."
He sulked, "Can't you tell Rhodey I learned my lesson?" he really didn't want another round.
"You can tell him yourself, though I doubt he'll believe you."
"Please! He'll believe you!"
"No, you are responcible for your own actions, you need to man up and tell him yourself...But I'll step in if he gets too harsh," he rubbed his head.
The genius whined and gave him a begging look, brown eyes still glossy from crying.
"Puppy dog eyes aren't gonna work, mister. Even though they are cute," he hugged him. Tony just whined into his shoulder, "Stop that whining, he might not be so hard on you."
Sometime later, after Tony had returned to the Avenger towers he'd retreated to some tranquility in his room. The brunette put a fresh icepack on his butt and was trying to sleep the furious pain away when Rhodey walked into his room.
"Tony," Rhodey walked in, "Cap tells me that there is something we should talk about."
"Ahhhh!" Tony saw him and fell out of bed, "Nope, nothing to talk about."
"Really? You seem awefullyu jumpy. What happened?"he sat on the bed.
"Nothing. Nothing at all," he shook his head and went to the other side of his bed.
"Ok, whats going on? What did you do now?" he folded his arms over his chest.
"like what?"
"You look guilty. What did you do?"
"You're gonna hit me. I've been hit enough for the next three months."
"Well, tell mewhat you did and I might not." Tony looked to the side, not willing to speak, "Anthony Stark, when I ask you something I exxpect an answer."
He groaned, "Had a few drinks and got ambushed."
"Oh is that all?" he seemed relieved, not understanding the full damamge caused.
"Yeah? Well great talk, bye."
"With the way it sounded I thought you were the one responcible for all that damage downtown," he chuckled
Tony looked to the side, silently.
Rhodey stopped laughing as he noticed him pale, "Tony!
"it was an accident!"
"You mean a lot of accidents!"
"I was trying to defend myself!"
"You should've called in some help, and did you say you whad been drinking?" Tony looked away, "How much," he looked at him with extreme seriousness.
"Uhmm...more than ten..."
The colonel's eyes got wide then narrowed. He started to roll up his sleeves, "Exactly how many more than ten?"
Tony's eyes widdedn and he backed up, "Uhm...5 plus..."
"No more math games, just out with it," he said sternly, grabbing Tony's arm.
"Exactly?"
"You'd better tell me before I really lose my temper," he looked his squarely in the eyes.
Tony just adverted his gaze, "twenty...one."
"21! Was it beers or shots?" he was stunned.
"Shots."
"Well you were right."
"Uhm...that you're my loving mother?"
"No, that I'm going to hit you!" he pulled him over his lap without warning.
"But I've already learned my lesson, honest! Steve made sure of it!" he tried to pull away.
"Well it seems like you need a lesson in not lying," he bared his butt.
"How did I lie?"
"You told me you didn't do anything."
"No! I said we had nothing to talk about!" he squirmed, "Please, Steve already d-mn near killed me!"
"Well he did work you over pretty good," He said as he looked at his red hot behind, "But you still were not honest with me," he sighed and held him down.
"Please! He hit me like an hour ago. It still hurts like new!" he begged.
"Well maybe you should've thought about that before you tried to act all innocent."
"But...but," he sobbed.
"Be happy I'm only gonna use my hand. 21 for all those shots, 21 for not telling the truth. Then 10 for being a wreckless idiot. So how many is that, Mr. Math games?"
Tony groaned, "52..."
"Uh huh, and I think we should get started," he brought his hand down hard.
"Ahhhow!" Tony kicked and squirmed instantly.
"Not going to be doing that again, are you?" he spanked slow and hard.
"N-no!" he sobbed and pushed.
"No more lying either?"
"no!"
"So the next time I ask you if you did something and you did, you are gonna tell me up front?"
Tony sniffled, "Y-yes!"
"Good boy," he finished up to 50 and stopped for a moment, "Don't make me do this again," he laid out the last two, and made sure the were the hardest, right over his sitspots.
"Ow, ok!" he sobbed pitifully.
Rhodey left him over his lap a few minutes, rubbing his back and let him cry out a bit.
"Owww, owww, owww. Pain, misery, hang over," he sobbed.
"Well it's your own fault," he said flatly.
"You're the most uncaring mother ever!"
"It's because I care about you that I did that," he said as he pulled him up to sit, and hugged him.
"You're not even gonna offer me any hot chocolate for my tummy ache?"
"Yes of course, right after a bath. You smell all sweaty," he rubbed his head and wipped his face.
Tony looked to the side, "Do I get bubbles?"
"Yes you may have bubbles."
