Time flew and six hours passed by without me noticing. We would have continued, but Tony sent me to sleep when I yawn for the seventh time.

After I showed him my alterations to the suit, he insisted that I continued with the rest of it. I told him what I thought would make the suit better. He sometimes agreed, but sometimes we would fight until someone was proven correct. We were both very proud and would disagree very heatedly. In one of our quarrels, he actually put me on a shelf just so he could see me clearly while he was telling me how wrong I was. I was right in that time.

It was about three in the morning when I went to sleep. Tony was trying to talk me into staying in his lab or in one of the mansions rooms for the night. I convinced him that I would be back and he reluctantly let me go. He gave me a lift to the vents and I started walking all the way to my home, feeling like a weight was lifted from my shoulders. For years I had to hide and worry constantly of being "seen" or crushed. It was a relief to be able to feel safe, at least safer.

I was sleeping peacefully when I suddenly heard a noise. It was barely noticeable at first, but started getting louder every second. Finally, it stopped and I was confused by what just happened. Suddenly, I heard a different kind of sound coming from the living room. When I came to the living room, I saw that the opening was shifting. My living room was in front of a vent lid so I could go to the kitchen faster. The lid was taken off and a gigantic head came through. I jumped in surprise and was about to run away when I looked closely. The face looked suspiciously like Tony's.

"Hey! You're awake."

I crossed my arms and glared at him. "I was woken up by that infernal sound. And what the hell are you doing in my living room?!"

"This is your living room? Kind of nice if you're in that sort of thing. Wait, is that my cufflink?"

"I'll come down in a minute."

His head thankfully came down, but the lid wasn't placed back in place. I went to my room and started to change into a more appropriate change of clothes that weren't my pajamas. I decided to never sleep naked ever again.

When I was finished, I went through the open vent near my living room and started climbing down with my cord. The opening was usually on top of the fridge, but said fridge was missing. It was pushed to the side and instead there was an indoor ladder. I reached the ladder and my feet touched the base of the upper step. When I looked around the kitchen, I noticed that on top of the breakfast table was a plastic container filled with small cinnamons and a glass of orange juice.

I used my cord to get to the table. Once I was there, I approached the food carefully and was tempted by it. The cinnamons were still hot and smelled so good…

"It's for you, you know."

I turned around surprised and Tony was coming in the kitchen drinking coffee in one of those Starbucks holders. He approached the breakfast table and sat down in one of the chairs surrounding it. I then came near the food and climbed inside the transparent container. Once I was in there, the smell hit me in full force and I was filled with the deliciousness that made the combination of cinnamon, frosting and bread. I approached the nearest one and grabbed it. It was the size of my head and began nibbling it. Damn, I hadn't had this kind of food in a while.

"Thanks."

"Hey, don't go soft with me. Next time, ask for what you need so you don't have to steal."

I frowned. "I don't steal, I borrow."

"Yeah, well it's stealing for me."

I rolled my eyes and continued eating. I was about to grab a second one when I heard a door closing. I froze when the sound of heels getting closer reached my ears. Before anyone came in, I rushed to the pile of food and hid myself in there.

"Tony, Rhodey was asking for the blueprints of your suit and all the details about it and since only you have access to them…"

"Tell him I'll give them to him some other day. Meanwhile, could you go get me the ohm schematics for the Arc Reactor in the central database?"

"Sure. Remember that you have that conference with the board at three and the meeting with the…"

"I'll be there, if not tell them I was busy saving cats from trees or something like that."

"All right, but don't do anything stupid."

"Me? Never."

Finally, Pepper walked away. I crawled out of the pile of bread and was faced with two enormous brown eyes watching from the side. He was looking at me questioningly and I sighed.

"I'm not ready to be seen by anyone else, especially a female Bean. They tend to scream and hit."

"Beans?"

"Yes, as in human beans."

"It's human beings."

"That's what I said. Beans."

"No, it's not 'beans', it's 'be-ings'."

"Beans."

"Beings."

We spend another half hour like that until I got enough and climbed out of the container. I walked to the glass of orange juice and was faced with the problem of not being able to drink from the glass. I stared at Tony as if stating my dilemma and he stared back at me until it finally sunk.

"Oh! Oops, here."

He passed a straw and put it upside down and handed me the other edge of it. The smaller section was inside the glass and the larger one was on my reach. The hole of the straw was the size of my fist and I put it in my mouth. I bit it down and started sucking through it. Finally, juice started coming out. But it came in torrents and it hit me fully in the face. I was thrown back by the sheer force of it and heard laughing above me.

When I had finally wiped the juice off my face, I glared up at Tony. "It's not funny."

"Actually it is, therefore I laughed."

I grumbled and started cupping my hands on the puddle surrounding me and began drinking. When I finished the puddle, white surrounded me. After I touched it, I found out that it was actually a napkin. I used it as a towel and even if I was dry, my clothes were all sticky.

"So you have been living on top of my kitchen all this time?"

"Yup." I said popping the p.

"And you watched everything that happened inside my mansion through the vents? Cause it would be weird if you watched me while I got changed, bathed or…"

"Yeah, I'm not a pervert. I obviously wasn't watching in those, erm, times; especially what you did in the privacy of your bedroom. Besides, the size difference would make it awkward."

Before he could start thinking of any other uncomfortable situations, I started walking across the table until I was near the ladder. I faced him and put my hands on my hips.

"Was there any reason to almost give me a heart attack before? Besides, how did you found me?"

Tony shrugged and went to stand beside the ladder. "I was curious. And it wasn't that hard; I just reconfigured Jarvis to scan all heat patterns in the mansion and in here was the closest one to a tiny human's."

He climbed up the ladder again and stuck his head through the vents, again.

"Hey!" Seriously, didn't he have any sense of privacy?

"It's on my property. You sleep in here?"

"No, my room is in the next vent around the corner."

"Show me."

He got down and walked over to me. His palm greeted me and I took the lift. I was now more comfortable with his hands and didn't hesitate to walk to it.

Back in my living room, I looked blankly at him.

"And how exactly will you be able to fit in here to see my room?"

"I won't need to be there, at least not with this."

Instead of his head, there was a tiny camera gripped by his fingers. I went over, grabbed it from his hands and headed to my room.

I took pictures of everything (except what was personal and private) and when I was back, he wasn't there. I shrugged and started climbing down the opening. Half way down I was snatched. Hard.

"What is this?!"

Oh shit.