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Phase One: Iron Man
Christine was startled awake by the voice, and she wrapped the sheet around herself, looking around and out the giant windows.
Howard whistled.
JARVIS : It's seven am. The weather in Malibu is seventy - two degress with scattered clouds, the surf conditions are fair with waist to shoulder high lines, and high tide will be at ten fifty - two am...
"Who is that talking?" asked Bucky.
"My house" answered Tony, with a smirk on his face.
The view shifted to show the whole house, hanging over a cliff overlooking the ocean.
"Wow" whispered a few members of the audience. What they wouldn't give to have a view like that.
"Seen better" said Clint, thinking of his farm with his family.
Christine was wandering around the house in one of Tony's shirts, looking for the man.
Christine : Tony! Hey, Tony?
Christine saw a door a blue screen next to it. She approached and touched it. It beeped.
JARVIS : You are not authorised to access this area.
"Okay, for those who are confused. My house and majority of my technology is run by my AI, JARVIS, and he and Pepper together help run my life" said Tony.
Christine : Jesus (She took a step back.)
Pepper : That's JARVIS. He runs the house.
Pepper stood behind her, in a smart suit and her hair tied up in a pony and was smiling like the professional she was.
Tony cheered while Pepper blushed.
Pepper : I've got your clothes here. They've been dry cleaned and pressed. And there's a car waiting for you outside that will take you anywhere you'd like to go.
Christine : You must be the famous Pepper Potts.
Pepper (smiling) : Indeed I am.
Christine (taking clothes back) : After all these years, Tony still has you picking up the dry cleaning.
Tony frowned. Was she really trying to undermine Pepper Potts? Nobody did that, and had their dignity in tack for long afterwards.
Pepper (unfazed) : I do anything and everything that Mr Stark requries. Including occasionally taking out the trash. Will that be all?
Laughter filled the audience. Tony grinned, Pepper was the best.
Downstairs, in Tony's personal lab, was the man himself. He was working on one of his cars, with loud music blaring around the room.
"What is that racket?" complained Howard, rubbing his ears.
"That is music, old man" laughed Tony, singing along.
Tony : Give me an exploded view. (He sat at one his desks, with a holographic screen in front of him.)
JARVIS : Compression in cylinder three appears to be low.
Tony : Log that.
Pepper made her way down the stairs, a phone attached to her ear and blue folder held in her other hand. Pepper pressed her passcode on the glass and made her way into the room. The music went quiet as she approached Tony.
"JARVIS, always so polite" she smiled at Tony.
"I'll always be his favourite" he replied.
Pepper: ... I'm going to try again right now.
Tony : Please don't turn down my music.
Pepper : I'll keep you posted. (She hung up her phone, and immediately started talking to Tony) You are supposed to be halfway around the world right ...
Tony : How'd she take it?
Pepepr : Like a champ.
"I'm sure" he grinned, she probably ran from the house with her tail between her legs. And she had nothing for her article.
Tony : Why're you trying to hustle me out of here?
Pepper : Your flight was sheduled to leave an hour and a half ago.
Tony : It's funny, I thought with it being my plane and all, that it would just wait for me to get there ...
Pepper : Tony, I need to speak to you about a couple of things before I get you out of the door.
"One minute, Tony move, next minute, I tell you some things first" moaned Tony. Pepper looked at him. He muttered an apology.
Tony (as if Pepper hadn't spoken) : I mean, doesn't it kind of defeat the whole purpose of having your own plane if it departs before you arrive? (He turned around.)
Pepper : Larry called. He's got another buyer for the Jackson Pollock in the wings - do you want it? Yes, or no?
Tony : (Bending down to wipe down his table) Is it a good representation of his spring period?
Pepper: Um no, the Springs was actually neighborhood in which he lived and worked ...
Bucky yawned and Steve elbowed him in the ribs.
"Aw, that hurt" he complained.
Tony : So?
Pepper : ... not spring like the season. I think it's a fair example, um ... I think it's incredibly overpriced.
Tony : (Standing up and moving to another area of his workshop) I need it. Buy it. Store it.
"Like father, like son" laughed Peggy. Howard looked at her, and shrugged.
Pepper : (Smiling) Okay. The MIT commencement speech ...
Tony: ... is in June. Please don't harangue me about this stuff.
Pepper : Well, they're haranguing me, so ... I'm going to say yes.
"I am the perfect assistant" laughed Pepper, she honestly found it amazing to watch herself work.
Tony : Deflect and absorb, don't transmit back to me.
Pepper : I need to sign this before you leave. (She started to go through her folder).
Tony : What are you trying to rid of me for? You have plans?
Pepper : As a matter of fact, I do. (She opened the folder and handed a pen to Tony, who stared at her.)
"Aw, pouty Tony" chuckled Rhodey.
"I don't like it when she has plans" he answered his best friend.
Tony : I don't like it when you have plans.
Pepper : I'm allowed to have plans on my birthday.
Tony : (Having forgotten) It's your birthday?
"You clearly aren't a good boss" said Maggie, "forgetting her birthday like that."
"It's okay. In our contract, on my birthday and Christmas I'm allowed to buy whatever I want out of Tony's account" said Pepper. Maggie's mouth dropped and she turned to look at Paxton.
"I'm not that rich" he answered.
Pepper : Yes.
Tony. I knew that - already?!
Pepper : Yeah, isn't that strange? It's the same day as last year.
Peggy bit her lip. She could recognize young love anywhere. She glanced at Steve.
Tony : Well, get yourself something nice from me.
Pepper : I already did.
Tony : (smiling) And?
Pepper : Oh, it was very nice. Very tasteful. Thank you, Mr Stark.
Tony : (flirting) You're welcome, Ms Potts.
"Are you two flirting?" asked Natasha.
"No" the two of them stuttered.
Tony : (quickly drinking from a drink) Okay. (and he went to get ready.)