4 – (Five years old) His Greatest Creation, Part II
He doesn't like Fury, and he doesn't hide it. Maybe that's why the bald man plans these excruciating Avengers meetings, so Tony has to bear with him for three hours straight. With a heavy sigh, he walks through the front door. He wants a hug from each one of his children and a kiss from Pepper to make up for his terrible day.
"JARVIS, I'm home, where's my family?" Tony asked.
Silence and Tony stopped, frowning. "JARVIS, are you there?"
His phone vibrated and he took it out. It was a text message from JARVIS.
«Welcome home, sir, I take the meeting was as usual? I hope the Captain didn't try to hit you with his shield again. Mrs. Stark isn't home yet, Sarah is in her bedroom coloring and Sebastian is in his computer»
"JARVIS, may I know why are you texting me? I built you to talk," Tony said walking into the living room, finding Happy eating popcorn and watching 'My Little Pony'. Tony gave his driver an amused look.
"What? Sarah has forbidden JARVIS to change channels! She declared that if she gets tired of coloring upstairs, she'll come downstairs and 'My Little Pony' has to be on," Happy defended himself. "She's bossy when she's sick!"
"Enjoying yourself?" Tony snickered. "My daughter is always bossy, takes after her Mother."
"Telling Pepper that, by the way," Happy snorted. "They're ponies, Tony, I'd rather be shot at! I have nothing else to watch!"
"JARVIS, change channels, please, I can't take those pony voices anymore!" Tony shook his head, watching the pink pony on the huge TV getting red with anger. Suddenly, his phone vibrated again.
«As you wish, sir»
"Happy, what's wrong with JARVIS?" Tony asked.
"Beats me, he's been quiet as a mouse for a good couple of hours now!"
"JARVIS, talk to me," Tony ordered.
Another text message:
«I'd rather not, sir»
Tony was getting frustrated. "I built you to talk to me, JARVIS," he taunted.
Incoming text message:
«Here I was, thinking you just wanted to prove yourself at eighteen and built a complete AI to run the house for you»
"It sounds a lot sassier when you said it out loud," Tony snickered.
"Young sir, decided to make a few changes in my program," a voice that was not JARVIS startled both men.
Happy and Tony looked at each other for a few moments, with mouths hanging open.
"Is that JARVIS?" Happy asked quietly.
"It can't be," Tony shuddered.
"It's me, sir," JARVIS said, and he sounded like he was sulking.
"What the hell happened and why do you sound like…Dexter, from my daughter's favorite cartoon?" Tony asked bewildered.
"Wasn't Dexter's Laboratory your favorite cartoon first, sir?" JARVIS taunted before answering the question. "Young sir has been messing with my program," he said.
"Sebastian?" Tony inquired.
"Do you have any other children that we might not be aware of?" JARVIS asked.
"You know, keep that up and I'm making this voice permanent," Tony threatened while Happy almost fell over laughing.
"Young sir is trying to solve the problem through his computer but with no avail," JARVIS choose to ignore Tony's threat.
Ignoring his laughing friend, Tony climbed the stairs two at a time, before knocking lightly at Sebastian's door and entering. Sebastian blue eyes flew up and his hands stilled at the keyboard. "Daddy…you're home," he said with wide eyes and swallowed.
Tony crossed his arms, leaning in the doorway.
"I guess you heard JARVIS already," Sebastian mumbled looking down, before his hands started to fly across the keyboard. "I'm trying to fix it, Daddy," he sighed.
"How…wait, not that question, why did you change JARVIS voice?" Tony asked, walking to his son's desk and pulling a chair so he could sit by the five year old boy who, if Tony was allowed to say (even if he wasn't he would still say it), inherited a good amount of genius' genes. 'Cause, really, what other five year old would be able to hack and successfully change the voice of a complex AI?
"Sis is sick and she was crying because her tummy was hurting," Sebastian said glancing at his father from the corner of his eye. "She loves Dexter and I thought that if I changed JARVIS voice to Dexter's for a few minutes, she would feel better, and she did. I tried to fix JARVIS but I can't…"
"How did you change it in the first place?" Tony asked, of course he knew how, he just wanted to hear it from his five year old, that oddly sounded like a pre-teen talking.
"I downloaded Dexter's voice sample and uploaded into JARVIS…then I…." he bit his lower lip and blushed. Tony raised his eyebrows.
"Then you…" he prompted.
"I hacked into JARVIS mainframe?" It sounded like a question, and Sebastian turned and blinked his Mom baby blues to his Dad.
Tony snorted and laughed. "Obviously you did kid, but how did you break the security protocols?"
"Breaking…and JARVIS helped me," he shrugged.
"I didn't know what was it for, at the time," JARVIS, still in that ridiculous childish voice. Tony just wanted to burst out laughing at his AI that sounded like he was pouting.
"Sorry, JARVIS," Sebastian mumbled.
"Let's fix this mess," Tony smiled and kissed his reddish hair. "Together, and may I say that I'm proud that my five year old was able to hack and crack my security protocols."
"I am your son after all, Daddy," Sebastian replied cheekily.
"That, my boy, you are," Tony grinned. "Let's head down to the workshop, it will be faster there.
Twenty minutes later, JARVIS voice was back to normal. Tony high fived his son, when his daughter came storming into the workshop.
"JARVIS' british again," she said before sneezing.
"Bless you," they both said at the same time.
"Little bear, JARVIS can't keep Dexter's voice, it's terrible," Tony explained.
"I liked it," Sarah pouted and sniffled.
"It was a great gesture from your brother, to do that for you, but I prefer if my voice is to remain intact, Miss Stark," JARVIS said.
"You need to go back to bed, little bear, you are still sick," Tony said picking the little girl up and placing her at his hip. "We can go upstairs and start working on the Mother's day project, how does that sound?"
"Can I make Mommy a big card?" Sebastian asked.
"I want to give her lots of flowers and kisses," Sarah chirped.
"We will do everything you guys want for your Mother, 'cause she really deserves it," Tony said.
"She's the best Mommy in the world," Sebastian nodded.
"That she is," Tony ruffled his son's hair.
"Like you are the best Daddy, Daddy," Sarah grinned.
"You really think so?" Tony tilted his head to the side.
"We know so," Sebastian answered for his sister.
Tony grinned at his children before wrapping them in a tight hug.
"Daddy," they whined squirming.
"Alright, alright, upstairs you go and be careful with the glitter glue," Tony dismissed them and both twins sprinted upstairs to the "study room" – a room that Tony and Pepper designed to suit the twins needs of entertainment, free time activities and studies.
More Pepper and Pepperony next chapters, I promise.