Drabble 79-FoleyFest Day 1: Technology

"Kid, what the hell are you doing?" Tony asked.

He didn't know what to think of Danny's little friend. He said they would get along just great right before going on a mission in Asgard with Thor. But the thing was, he had brought his friend with him this time. Nerdy little kid with an eye-bleeding hat and big glasses. He had a PDA clutched in his hands almost all the time. Tony had been impressed with how it wasn't the old clunky thing from years before, but actually tampered with so it has more storage and features. Tucker had said it had taken him a week to do it, but for someone with next to no resources that was really impressive.

"I'm rewiring a few things in here," Tucker said, not even blinking an eye at the sparks that flew from the tool in his hand as he tampered with the new, white Iron Man helmet. "Of course, I'll have to do the suit too, but for now I'm just gonna do the helmet."

"Did I give you permission to touch that?" Tony asked. He didn't like it when people messed with his stuff. Least of all inexperienced little kids thinking they were smarter than they actually were. Even if he recoded a PDA from scratch in a week.

No, but it;s not like that was gonna stop me." Tucker wasn't looking at him, but Tony still saw the grin that made it's way onto the teen's face.

"Okay, well what are you rewiring?" Tony asked. He didn't want beef with Danny. Yeah, he was a nerdy little klutz, but Tony had seen him in battle, when he was really serious. He got terrifying. Tony had a sneaking suspicion that that's how it would be if Tony ever treated Tucker like shit, so he would try and do the whole patience thing first.

"I am adding my very own ghost prof tech in here," Tucker replied. "That way you can touch ghosts even when they go intangible, shoot ectoplasmic blasts, because that's the only thing that can really hurt them. Unless you're Danny. I'm also adding a ghost shield, a built-in Specter Deflector, and when I get to the suit part I'm gonna add a snack compartment." He spoke all in one breath, but he was obviously satisfied with all the tampering he planned on doing.

"Why do I need a snack compartment?" Tony asked him, now walking over to him. He was moving with quick precision movements that almost impressed Tony.

Almost.

"Everybody needs a snack compartment. That's where the bacon goes."

"I think you can keep your bacon to yourself. How do you know this is gonna work, anyway?"

"Because I built it," Tucker replied casually. Damn, the kid was like a smaller, dorkier version of Tony. It was really startling to see the similarities in the both of them when he really thought about it.

"Why are you adding all of this stuff, anyway?" He asked. Tucker stopped for a moment, and hesitated before finally putting the tool down and looking up at Tony, eyes worn and worried.

"Danny is the only one on this team who can beat the shit out of ghosts. He needs help. He's gonna run himself into the ground if he doesn't get any, and who better to help him than you? You can fly and shoot lasers. With this suit you;ll be able to do almost anything Danny can do."

Tony looked at him for a long time. This guy-this fucking kid, was willing to bend over backwards for his best friend and make sure he was safe. And man, if that didn't sound like something an Avenger would do he didn't know what was.

Tony was the one to finally break eye contact as he moved to sit down on Tucker's work table.

"I'll do my best," he told him. Tucker nodded and smiled. It was a gentle kind of thing that reminded him of Wilson. Always caring for others without even realizing it. it came to them both as easy as breathing.

"That's all I ask, dude. Oh, by the way, what kind of snacks do you want to be able to take with you?"