This has been sat on my hard drive covered in ridiculous quantities of dust for about 6 months but I've finally taken it out and given it a clean! So please review and let me know what you think :) And cookies to anyone who can spot the Doctor Who reference, it's fairly obvious.

And thanks to thatpersonwhoisthatperson for telling me the distance between Long Island and Manhattan, Google was being epically unhelpful.

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'MORNING!' Georgia yelled ridiculously loudly, flinging open the curtains and making Ginny recoil in the harsh light of day.

'What time is it?' Ginny asked, rubbing her eyes.

'It's 7 o'clock and we are going shopping,' Molly said, bounding into the room with a truly humungous pile of croissants.

'Oh wow,' Georgia said, admiring the croissants. 'How do they even fit in your cupboard?'

'It's bigger on the inside,' Molly said seriously.

'Ginny come on! Up and get dressed!' Georgia exclaimed. 'We have some serious shopping to do for your big date tomorrow.'

'It's not a date!' Ginny moaned, dropping her head back onto the pillow.

'Yes it is and you have ten minutes to get ready or we are leaving without you.'

'I fail to see the downside,' Ginny smirked.

Georgia yanked the duvet off her. 'Up! Come on!'

'All right all right jeez I'm getting up!'

xXxXxXx

Tony was bored.

Really bored.

He was stuck in Stark Industries with the new senior development team Obie had handpicked who clearly did not have the first idea what they were talking about.

Tony slouched in his seat, wondering why exactly he had to listen to them and debating faking a faint just to get out of the room.

'… and that just about covers it,' Mr Monroe finished brightly, closing down the presentation on new designs for the Arc. 'Does anyone have any questions?'

Questions? Yes, Tony had about a billion and one, like how the bloody hell did you get through college? and do you even have any qualifications? but he kept his mouth shut and faked a smile.

'Well if that's everything I think we'll break for lunch,' Obadiah said, with a glance at Tony which clearly said Do. Not. Move.

Once everyone had left the room Obie turned to Tony and said 'where you even paying the slightest bit of attention to what that man was saying?'

'Enough to know that if he implements this designs into the Arc it's going to explode and take half of New York down with it,' Tony said in a bored tone. 'Why did you even pick him? He clearly has no idea what he's talking about!'

'Anthony…' Obadiah said dangerously.

Tony snapped.

He had pretended to be nice, he had gone to this stupid meeting when he wanted to hang out with his new friends, he had pretended to pay attention, he had even saved half of New York and now Obadiah was calling him Anthony.

'Only my mother can call me Anthony,' Tony said dangerously. 'You are not my mother, you don't even come close so don't try it. I came to this stupid meeting, I paid attention, I tried to be concerned about this stupid company but I saw what it turned my father into and I don't want to go the same way!' He ended up yelling this last bit and turned and stormed out of the room, jumping in the lift to go down to the car park, muttering rude words under his breath about Obadiah as he went.

His father had become cold and calculating with no time for his son or his wife, Tony honestly could not remember a single moment with his father where he hadn't walked away feeling worse about himself. His father hadn't cared, Obadiah didn't either, they were only obsessed about the company.

Well screw them.

Tony stuck the keys into the ignition of his renovated 1980 Suzuki motorcycle and gunned it out into the street, not slowing down till he got back home.

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Meanwhile, after a ridiculously long 2 hour train ride, the trio had made it to the centre of Manhattan and Ginny was bored out her skull. Georgia and Molly were in their element, dashing from one stand to the other, trying to pretty revealing dresses and generally showing off their curves. The shops were busy and the prices horrendous and to top it all off it was really hot. Ginny fanned herself with her hand and pretended to be interested in the jewellery and sunglasses on display.

'Come on, Ginny!' Molly said. 'You have a date with Tony Stark! Find a pretty dress and show off those lovely legs of yours!'

'None of these dresses are appealing to me!' Ginny said. 'Plus, it's hardly a date, we're going to the top of the Empire State Building, it's going to be cold and windy.'

'But at least you'll look nice while your hair and skirt is blowing everywhere and you're freezing cold,' Georgia said winking.

Ginny looked around, feeling slightly bored when she spotted something blue out of the corner of her eye. Upon further investigation, Ginny discovered that the blue thing was in fact a beautiful plain blue summer dress decorated with lace and a small bow at the front, it was tasteful and not that expensive.

'Buy it,' Georgia said, looking at her with a serious poker face. 'Do it now, in fact go back in time, you should have already bought it.'

'It is nice,' Ginny said, contemplating it.

'Stop looking at it like you're trying to sum up a maths problem! Be spontaneous, buy the dress!' Molly said, throwing her arms up in the air in exasperation.

'Okay, okay, I'll buy the dress!' Ginny said, taking it off the rack and going to the till.

xXxXxXx

'Has the pencil done something to offend you, Master Tony?'

Tony looked bleary-eyed up from the blueprint he had been staring at to find Jarvis looking at him, eyebrow raised, a coffee mug in one hand.

'Sorry?'

'That pencil sir,' Jarvis said, pointing at the pencil Tony had in his hand. 'You were glaring at it.'

'I was?'

'Yes sir, in fact you looked furious.'

'Oh.' Tony let the pencil slip through his fingers and sat up, running a hand through his messy hair. 'I'm not mad at the pencil.'

Jarvis put the mug in front of Tony and sat next to him while he drained half of it in one go. 'What happened?'

Tony sighed and dropped his head into his hands. 'It's Obie.'

Jarvis nodded. 'I thought it would be, your father used to wear that exact same expression whenever he was annoyed with Obie.'

Tony smiled, 'I remember it. Well today he not only dragged me into a meeting with a guy my father would never have hired in a million years, he then had the nerve to call me Anthony.'

Jarvis winched. 'I imagine you had a witty retort?'

'Yep,' Tony said, finishing off the coffee. 'And now he's probably going to be mad at me, not that I care. You should have heard the guy in the meeting! He sucked! Obie is trying to drag this company down I swear.'

Jarvis smiled, well used to Tony's black moods. 'Obadiah was your father's business partner, I doubt Mr Stark would have put him in charge if he didn't trust him? And the board is more interested in you than Mr Stane. They want you to become the new CEO. Obadiah has the business know-how but he lacks… the brains to keep the company going.'

Tony looked up at Jarvis and smiled half-heartedly. 'I don't want dad's company, I never wanted it.'

'Tony,' Jarvis said seriously. 'You could make your father's company great again, you could renovate it, create smarter weapons, advanced robotics, you could get the company's stocks higher then they've ever been.'

'I'm not dad, I can't run a company,' Tony sighed.

'You don't have to, not at first anyway. Mr Stane can run it, you can watch and see how he does it. You will be in charge of inventions, Tony.'

Tony looked up at him. 'You really think I can do it? Improve my dad's company?'

'I know you can,' Jarvis said, smiling. 'I've taken care of you since you were a little boy and you are a genius: always have been, always will be, so much smarter than your father. If anyone can do it, it's you.'

'I doubt the board will let a 18 year old take over.'

'18, I doubt it, 21, more than likely. You just have to wait a few years and keep coming up with designs to win the board over. Stark Industries is your right, Tony.'

Tony looked up at Jarvis and grinned. 'You're right. And when I'm CEO I can hire my own team, people that actually know what they're doing.'

Jarvis smiled, that was the Tony he knew.

'Stark Industries aside, I understand you're having friends over for breakfast tomorrow?'

'Oh yeah…'

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