AN: Tumblr prompt: Tony analysis Valerie's suit (after Technus upgrades it)

Drabble 17-Technus?

"You look like a rip off of Vision. Red suit, bright green visor-gag-and-what are these? Leather? Hunny, you need a serious fashion upgrade."

Valerie gave Tony Stark a pointed look as she ripped her suit out of his grubby oil-stained hands.

"It just got an upgrade. The tech on this thing is better than anything you have in your dumb lab."

Tony feigned emotional distress by putting his hand over his chest and pouting.

"Rude. Very hurtful. I'm going to be crying to Pepper about it for a week."

"You're not denying it, though."

"Yeah, because, as much as it pains me to say this, you're right. The tech in the suit is years-centuries-beyond what we've learned now. Beyond my tech, beyond Bill Gates and our mutual ghost friend, beyond the Fentons. It's astounding."

"And you're drooling," Valerie added with a smug smile.

"Not the point. Point is, who hooked you up? Did Dan-Dan use the map thingy to fly you through space and time to get nifty little boots that are STILL a horrid fashion statement? Or did you and the Queen of Death go and borrow it from the Abominable Snowman?"

"Neither. And please, I wouldn't be caught dead talking to the Manson girl alone. Ever. I had help from someone who owed me a favor."

"And who would that be? Casper?"

"Technus. He actually stole the suit-my suit-from the future. It already had all of the upgrades. It was just sitting In a museum apparently."

"Wait-Technus?" Tony sounded appaled. "The same Technus that screeches out everything he's about to do and then gets the shit beat out of him? The same Tehnus that took control of all of my armors not three days ago?"

"Do you know any other Technus?"

"Fair point. Listen, I'll have Jar-Friday do a couple of tests on the tech later, make sure it's not infected with anything."

"Fine by me as long as there are no alterations. Red suits me."

"HA! It-its funny cause red suits you and-nevermind. Just get out of my lab."

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"Fenton! You owe me ten bucks!"

"What? Why?" Danny said through a slice of watermelon as the peaked his head over the couch. Valerie held up her phone and clicked and button.

"… As much as it pains me to say this, youre right," Tony's voice blasted through the small speaker, and Danny's face fell.

"Damn it," he whined. "I was gonna bribe Clint with that."