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Tony stopped abruptly just a little bit away from the jet, making Natasha laugh gleefully as she jerked forward in her seat. He smiled as Happy pulled up beside them and they both chuckled when they heard Happy's tires screech to a stop. They climbed quickly out of the car, both of them still laughing.
"You're good!" Tony told Happy, grinning away. "I thought I lost you back there." He said as he watched Happy grab their bags from his trunk.
"You did sir." Happy admitted as he gathered up the bags. "I had to cut across Mulholland."
"Ahhh, I gotchya. I gotchya." Tony said, still grinning.
Natasha clamped a hand down on Happy's shoulder as he walked by, walking with him as she did. "See, I told you it was going to be fun." She told him cheerfully which earned her a smile. Natasha smiled back before releasing him and falling into step beside her brother.
Rhodey was standing at the entrance to their jet, a not so happy look on his face. "What's wrong with you?" He asked them as the approached.
"What?" The siblings asked simultaneously, walking up to the jet.
"Three hours." Rhodey said, his voice laced with annoyance.
"We got caught doing a piece for Vanity Fair." Tony answered smoothly. Natasha stopped herself from snorting but she couldn't stop a wicked grin from appearing on her face. Tony shot her a sly smile and she couldn't help letting out a laugh.
"For three hours." Rhodey said, ignoring Tony's last comment though he did narrow his eyes at Natasha's grin. Natasha made sure to wipe it off her face as her and her brother bounded up the steps to their jet and Rhodey. "For three hours you had me standing here." Rhodey told them.
"Waiting on you now. Let's go. Come on." Tony said a little rudely, disappearing inside the jet.
Natasha shook her head, smiling, and pat Rhodey's arm as she walked by him. "Sorry Rhodey, lost track of time." She informed him before following her brother inside. She heard Rhodey sigh wearily and smirked before plopping down in her favorite seat. It was across the jet from Tony's usual seat, just far enough to give her some personal space but not far enough to really separate herself from her brother.
Tony made a show of sitting down in his seat. "Wheels up! Rock and roll!" He shouted to whoever was listening, as if he'd been waiting on them instead of the other way around.
For the longest time Rhodey refused to speak to them. Natasha figured he'd start talking a few minutes after takeoff but no such luck. He pulled out a newspaper and started reading it. Natasha shrugged, if he was going to be a jerk then let him, and looked at the flight monitor one of the stewardesses had turned on. After a while she noticed a stewardess laying out utensils on the table in front of her chair and turned to see another stewardess doing the same for Tony and Rhodey. When had Tony ordered food? Natasha blinked, had she spaced out? She looked back at the flight monitor and saw that they were now flying over water. Natasha shook her head, she needed to stop doing that. She needed to stop letting her thoughts take over so much. She'd miss the whole world getting blown up if she did.
"What you reading, platypus?" Tony finally asked Rhodey, breaking the silence. Natasha smiled at her brother, he never called Rhodey platypus unless he was truly sorry for whatever he'd done.
"Nothing." Rhodey answered immediately, not looking up at Tony.
"Come on, sour patch. Don't be mad." Tony said, using yet another one of Rhodey's nicknames.
"I'm not mad." Rhodey said emotionlessly.
Natasha snorted a little at that. "Not mad? Really Rhodey?" She asked, chuckling a bit.
"Yes, Nat, really." Rhodey said, turning the newspaper to the comics. "I'm not mad. I'm indifferent." He said, finally looking up at them. He gave them a smile but it was one of those smiles you knew not to trust, an angry slightly disappointed smile.
"I said we were sorry." Tony said. Natasha hummed, trying to remember when he had done that. Probably when she'd spaced out.
"Good morning Mister Stark." A dark haired stewardess said when she approached Tony, a plate of hot towels in her hands.
"You don't need to apologize to me. I'm your man." Rhodey said. He looked over at Natasha while Tony quickly flirted with the stewardess. Natasha smiled at him, silently trying to tell him that she appreciated him always being on their side. He nodded a bit, though Natasha was sure he didn't exactly understand her smile, and turned back to Tony. "You don't respect yourself so I know you don't respect me." Rhodey said.
"I respect you." Tony said immediately. He turned to look at his sister, smiling a little at her. "I respect him don't I Tash?" He asked. Natasha smirked, he only ever called her Tash when he really wanted her to do something.
Natasha nodded after what seemed like an eternity to Tony and smiled brilliantly at Rhodey. "Of course he respects you Rhodey, we both do." She assured him.
Rhodey snorted a bit. "No, to you I'm just your babysitter." He said, clearly not believing them. "Thank you." He said absently, taking a hot towel from the stewardess.
"Actually that would probably be Happy." Natasha said, looking around the jet for the man. He wasn't there though and Natasha frowned. Had he gotten off before they departed? Eh, probably. The stewardess offered her a hot towel and she took it, smiling gratefully at the woman. The stewardess smiled back but Natasha couldn't help silently mourning the fact that Tony hadn't let her hire any hot guys to work on "his" jet. "And what was that about not respecting ourselves? How exactly does that work?" Natasha added, a bit annoyed.
"Hey! Heat up the sake, will you?" Tony asked one of the stewardesses, cutting off whatever reply Rhodey had planned on giving. "Thanks for reminding me." Tony said, glancing over at Rhodey.
"We're not drinking! We're working right now!" Rhodey said in protest.
"All work and no play makes the Starks very dangerous." Natasha said cheerfully, smiling mischievously as she did. Tony grinned at that. That had been their motto back when they were kids, back when people tried to tell them what to do. They'd say that then run off to do whatever they wanted. Unless it was Howard. The Stark siblings very rarely disobeyed Howard. "We need it Rhodey. It'll calm the pre-demonstration jitters!" Natasha told their friend.
Rhodey snorted a bit. "You two don't get jitters. Hell, I've never seen you nervous ever." He told them, sounding at least a bit amused.
Tony grinned and so did Natasha. "Now that's not true." Tony said, pointing at Rhodey.
"Isn't it? When have you ever been nervous?" Rhodey asked.
Tony didn't have an answer he was willing to give and, unfortunately, neither did Natasha. Luckily though they didn't have to answer. "Hot sake?" The stewardess asked, stopping their conversation.
"Yes, three if you don't mind." Natasha said though the stewardess wasn't looking at her.
"No, I'm not drinking." Rhodey said firmly.
Ten minutes later Rhodey was drunk and Tony had the stewardesses dancing around a pole in the middle of the jet. Natasha sulked in the back, drinking and reading a book that Pepper had left for her with a note that said "Just in case Tony remembers the hot sake." The note just proved that Pepper was the right one for her brother but Natasha didn't dwell on it. The book actually was really good and she was quickly enthralled with it. She barely noticed it when they finally landed and she pouted the whole way to the demonstration sight, upset that she hadn't gotten to finish reading the book.