Prompt Three: It was when they heard the music…

Alright, so, I was not very happy with my last update, so I'm sorry for how awful it was. I was in my computer class, and I was trying to get it done as quickly as possible so I could update while I was there.

I was torn between two different things when I wrote this, so I hope I made the right decision. Maybe I can use that other idea a little later… :D

I highly recommend listening to the song, "Couple Days Off" by Huey Lewis and the News, because they were the inspiration for this. I really really really think that this story would be tons better if you did. This is sorta half song-fic as well...

Disclaimer: *Tony reading from note cards at a podium* "Ms. Mission does not own Marvel or the characters in this story. Or Huey Lewis and the News. She does not own Iron Man… hey, I'm Iron Man!"

"Oh," Pepper laughed happily, "You are definitely doing this line."

Tony watched as Pepper highlighted a lyric of a song in blue pen.

"Why do we have to do this, Potts?"

He was asking why- out of everything they could have done instead- they had to sing a song at the upcoming Fire Fighters Benefit.

"Because apparently, they thought you did good a few years ago." She laughed again, highlighting even more lines for him.

"Someone shoved me onstage with a microphone. And then everyone was like sing! And you looked at me like I was an idiot… it was not fun. It was not good."

"Well, they could have chosen a better song for you. Michael Bublé just doesn't seem like you're type of music."

"I resent that Potts."

"Uh-huh," Pepper replied absentmindedly. She wasn't all too thrilled to have to sing with him, but seeing him up there was something she wouldn't be able to miss. He wouldn't have done it if she hadn't agreed to do it with him.

"Well, come on. We might as well practice."

"You ready?" Pepper asked Tony, straightening the tie on his shirt. His jacket was un-buttoned, sleeves rolled up to his elbows, and as soon as she finished, he loosened his tie back up.

"Yep, let's go back to the eighties."

Pepper laughed at his appearance. She hadn't gone for a different look at all; she was wearing a satin blue cocktail dress that went down to her knees, her hair was down with loose curls, and her heels were at a staggering height.

They climbed the stage, and stood at their mike stands; Tony on the left of Pepper. The room grew quiet as the audience saw the two. Tony nodded to the DJ, who began the song.

The fast beat got the crowd tapping their feet, and dancing along.

"I like my job and I don't mind the work," Pepper sang.

"But eleven out of twelve is bound to hurt," Tony continued.

"The pay's pretty good and the benefits are fine," she scrunched her nose on the last part, a smile showing through.

"But I got a little girl and I wanna make her mine," Tony stared at Pepper, and then smiled back into the audience, "I don't mind telling you I get a little mad."

"To get a bit ahead takes all the time I have." Boy, does it, she thought.

"Don't misunderstand me. I'm not getting soft," Tony sang.

They both yelled together into the crowd, "All I want is a couple days off!"

By this time, both singers were jumping and dancing to the music while holding on to their mike stands.

Tony glared at Pepper through his next line, mostly because of how high his voice had to go, "I don't need another high song to sing."

Pepper smiled and thrust her hand out to the crowd and wiggled her fingers, "I don't need a shiny, new diamond ring."

"I don't need to meet nobody else!"

"I just need a little time for myself," Pepper thought most of her lyrics were pretty true to herself. Especially that last one.

The one line that Pepper had insisted Tony get was the one he was about to sing, so she stared at him, "Cause I am only human," he pointed at his head with both hands, "I am no machine," he showed off his arc reactor, glowing bright blue through his shirt.

Tony turned to her for his next line, smirking wildly, "I need a little lovin' hon, if you know what I mean." He winked.

Pepper grimaced to the crowd, "Don't misunderstand me. I'm not getting soft," No, but her heart was melting just a tiny bit.

"All I want is a couple days off!"

Their was an instrumental section of the song, and Tony danced in his spot wildly, not seeming to care who was watching him. Pepper did the same, knowing that everyone out on the floor was doing it too.

Suddenly, Pepper sang into her microphone, "I don't need another long coffee break!"

"I've had as much coffee as a man could take."

"I need to change my disposition."

"Change my point of view," Tony belted out the line wonderfully, and then looked at Pepper earnestly, trying to get his point across, "I need time to figure out what I wanna do." She didn't seem to understand that yet. Not everything in his life were snap decisions.

"Believe me when I tell ya, it gets a little rough," Pepper shoved her thumb toward Tony, pointing to him, "We work a little harder, but it never is enough."

Tony suddenly brightened, "I'm not afraid to say," throwing his hands in the air, "I'm a total loss!"

"All I want is a couple days off!"

When the song had ended, the crowd erupted in cheers. Tony and Pepper laughed, waved and walked off stage.

"Whew," Tony chuckled, "Glad that's over."

"Me too," Pepper smiled.

"Wanna go dance?"

"Only if you fix your tux back."

"Deal, Miss Potts," he smiled, rolling his sleeves back down. "Well now they're wrinkled Mr. Stark!"

Yeah, I'm not to happy about how this ended. I think my writers block is coming back… L Hope not. But, anyways, review please! You'd make Tony very happy!