Title: Don't Piss of the Personal Assistant
Fandom: Avengers/Bleach
Characters: T'Challa, M'Baku, Ichigo, Various AI's
Chapter: 31
Word count: 1612
Warnings: none
AN: So last week was a week of migraines and bullshit. If you are in any of my discords (unlikely but still) you would know this. Or if you follow my twitter.
Anyways, here's this week's chapter. I hope you enjoy.
Putting in his ear buds, he smiled at Friday's chat screen and moved it to the side. "Friday, we need to finish going over the PR teams' press release for the Rogues, post trial. And we need to make sure that the last of the applicable paperwork is being sent where it's supposed to go to, so that we can finish putting said paperwork into our electronic filing system," he said. "And we need to make sure that the important paperwork is being scanned as it goes through," he instructed.
Friday's response was a smiling emoji. "Of course, Ichigo. You should have only two boxes of paperwork to sift through today and make sure it corresponds with its electronic file," she said in one ear. "If you look in the office that Boss set up for business, you will find a smaller scanner. He said that it is for you. He is looking into making a better scanner, but has yet to get around to it," she told him.
"Oh good. Hold on, please," Ichigo said, pulling his ear bud free and laying it down. He stood and walked into the office that Tony had set up and that he often used on certain days. He found the slim scanner, one that would take the paper as it was fed and spit it out at the bottom. He found the cords, picked up the scanner and walked back into the kitchen, seeing that a house bot had plugged in a long-corded surge protector under Friday's careful watch. He placed it onto the table and plugged everything in, making sure that the scanner was on.
He checked his laptop and tablet, finding that Friday was already handling the downloading of any software he needed for the scanner, making sure that everything was set up right.
"It's ready," she chirped once he sat down again, tucking the ear buds into his ear. He smiled.
"Perfect," Ichigo hummed, T'Challa escorting Pepper's assistant in. The man was pushing a dolly that carried the boxes of papers. "Is that all?" he asked the man, T'Challa raising an eyebrow.
"Yes. Ever since most things were made electronic, things have been going to where they need to go which has made life easier for us all," he said, placing the boxes down and pulling the dolly back, leaving them on the floor next to the table. He nodded at T'Challa in thanks. "I need to get back to my office. Pepper took a late lunch and she'll be back in a few minutes. I have some of my own paperwork to finish getting through."
"Have fun with that," Ichigo said. He waved the man off, getting a wave over the shoulder as the other assistant headed for the elevator. T'Challa raised an eyebrow at the boxes. "We've been moving to, for the most part, completely to electronic paperwork stored on private servers. Only certain paperwork will be paper and is watched by one of Tony's personal Ais for where it goes and when it's scanned."
"And that AI would be?" T'Challa asked, raising an eyebrow at the younger male.
Ichigo smiled. "He named the one who watches over things, Yuzu. Her sister, Karin, takes care of issues and files reports," he said. "He met my sisters and loves them. Karin is quite the tough one and is the one who fixes things when she needs to. Yuzu is the one you have to watch out for though, since she's rather passive-aggressive in the way that she deals with idiots," he said. Two new chat popups appeared on his tablet screen. He removed the headphones from it and smiled. "Meet Yuzu," he said, a smile emoji appearing in the yellow bordered box, "and Karin." A smile emoji appeared in the blue-black box.
T'Challa leant over, smiling at the camera in the tablet. "It is a pleasure to meet the two of you. I hope that we are all able to get along," he greeted. He had learned in the last two years that any AI that was created by Tony was smarter than most humans and always learning. He stood straight and looked to Ichigo. "Was he able to find what he wanted to?" he asked.
Ichigo smirked at him. "Indeed he did," he said. A new pop-up appeared on his tablet as a long-missed voice came from the speakers.
"Indeed he did, Mr. T'Challa. Sir was able to find my last backup files, and I am glad that he was able to remember that my servers are scattered and many," Jarvis said. Ichigo smiled at his tablet. "It seems as if Sir had been made to forget about those facts. I am very displeased with that fact, no matter that I do not remember anything after my last back-up. Though I must thank you, Mr. T'Challa and Mr. M'Baku, for helping Sir when I was unable to do so."
T'Challa bowed his head, facing the tablet. "It was our pleasure, Jarvis. We were quite happy to help him in any way that we can. We do hope to hear from you more often," T'Challa responded.
"Jarvis has now been put in charge, for the most part, of the Iron Legion that will be fighting against Thanos and his army. And has been controlling them for the last six months," Ichigo said as the three chat windows disappeared. "Friday has been assigned to be the face of the AI division, so to speak, and helps Tony while he is the suit, working in tandem with Jarvis so that the suits do not cross paths while fighting. We think that it is better that we keep the fact that he's back hidden so he can do his job properly. As far as people know, watching over the Compound is Friday's brand new 'sister' while Jo moved on to other jobs. The sister is just Jarvis using a feminine voice."
"I suppose that we will be asked to keep the fact that Jarvis has been returned a secret?" T'Challa asked, going to the kitchen to make tea for them. Ichigo nodded sharply. "I will keep quiet and I am sure that M'Baku will keep the secret once he is told why," he promised. Ichigo smiled up at him, patting his arm before turning to the boxes as the King moved into the main kitchen to find the teapot and tea.
Ichigo found himself getting lost in reading over each file that he pulled out, carefully feeding each page, placing the scanned pages aside, signing off on each page and file as he finished. He only pulled himself out of his work as he found that his teacup and pot were empty of tea. Looking at the clock, he groaned and stood up, stretching his back with a grunt.
"Alright, Friday. I think we're done. Go ahead and save the scanned pages, send them to the correct servers and update the relevant departments please. I'm going to take a break," Ichigo instructed. He checked his phone and found a message from Tony that told him that he and Loki would be home for dinner but had to deal with setting up Steve's room at the compound. "Tony-san and Loki-san will arrive home soon, so I think I will need to get dinner started," he said.
"I will do that now," Friday chirped. "And the items that you requested to be delivered are at the receptionist's desk right now. They will be heading up to the penthouse in just a few moments."
"Thank you, Friday," Ichigo said, walking over to the elevator door to meet the guard and the young man delivering the groceries he ordered. He smiled and signed the receipt, adding in a good-sized tip once he checked over the quality of everything. "Let me guess, Mizuki-san wouldn't let you out of the door without making sure that you had the best of the squid that was on sale today?" he asked.
The delivery guy nodded as he blushed. "Yeah. He also handed me something called anpan. Said I should try it," he admitted.
Ichigo beamed at that. "It's a dessert. If you've never had red bean paste, it's going to be a kick to the taste buds. But that particular dessert is a good way to taste it and learn about it," he said. T'Challa came out of the main penthouse, taking the bags with a nod. Ichigo smiled after him in some amusement as the man carried the bags off. "Do try it. And if you want to try more traditional desserts or food from Japan, Mizuki-san's wife has a small restaurant that is next to his shop. I suggest going there," he said. He waved the amused guard and still blushing delivery boy off.
"It seems that you attract people from all over the world," M'Baku rumbled, voice rich with his bemusement as he leaned against the door, looking at Ichigo.
Ichigo rolled his eyes as he pushed him back into the penthouse, closing the door. M'Baku followed him into the kitchen, the two finding T'Challa squinting into the bags. "I'm going to make some simple things for dinner tonight, and then a few other things tomorrow. Since you have a concussion currently, I'm not going to chance you getting sick because of the rich broth of the ramen. That just means that I can start the broth tonight though and have it ready for tomorrow," he said. He shooed T'Challa from his supplies and found the large slow cooker that he used to make things with.
T'Challa and M'Baku took up seats at the breakfast bar to watch.
