A.N: Hello people! ASDFGH I COULDN'T BELIEVE IT. WE'VE REACHED 25. AND I THOUGHT WE COULD ONLY REACH 20. MASSIVE AMOUNT OF FEELS GUYS. MASSIVE AMOUNT OF FEELS. So here's an early update for you guys since I've finished my test, at least for now. Yeah! Got a 96 (A) on my Physics test. And I barely studied or paid attention to the teacher am so lucky! Actually I wanted to update faster but something made me down; my English teacher. He's Asian and God damn it. Why. Seriously. We were told to make some kind of essay about weird sports and when I collected mine, he scolded me in front of the class. WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK. SERIOUSLY. He told me that I'm not good at writing and stuff like that. I was down, but thanks to your reviews, I got back up. Thank you for that.
I might not update a lot since I'm already in Senior High (wanted to take Science as my major! :D) so I need to study a lot. Yey!
CatchingSparks: I don't know. I never really planned things thoroughly. Like seriously, just let things flow. :D Hope you like this one!
ashleykhl: Nope. Never. It's Tony we're talking about. NO rests for him baby.
HKTM: THANK YOU! QuQ
geiz: My brother. :3 Nah just kidding. No one will. I shall be your protector if anyone tries to ninja you! I hope you like this chapter. But of course I was planning to make that truth moment came a bit longer.
Post U Later: JESUS CHRIST. YOU'RE ACTUALLY HERE. HOW. WHY. WHEN. HOW- *squeals* I love your works and you gave me a lot of reviews. HOW? What happened to me last night? How did I get this much luck in one day?! I did, I saw it on Ecokitty's blog. I was like, "what the hell is gummy worms?" and I read the article and I was like, "It's Canon. It's CANON!" and not to forget the interview in Now You See Me when he started saying "Science Bros" out of no where. Not to forget the one time he attempted to ship himself with Robert, but Robert didn't understand and just nodded. (Oops, wrote too much)
nessa11997: Welcome. It's nothing really. Wow, I missed you so much, where have you been? :D
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Avengers. But I do own a pair of T-shirt that has the words "Avengers" and the picture of them on it, does that count? (Yes, yes it does. Don't argue. I own 'Avengers')
"Tony, Marvel wanted to make a movie from your story of Iron Man," Tony's ears perked up when he heard Pepper said that. He turned around, looking away from his script before he started wrapping his arms around Pepper's shoulders and stare at her deeply.
"Virginia Pepper Potts, darling," he said, his voice stern and his face stoic.
"Yes Tony?" she asked. He puffed his cheeks before he started laughing like a maniac.
"I fucking told you that Iron Man is awesome," he said in a singy voice while he poked Pepper's face with his finger. "I told you, I told you, I told you, I so fucking told you so!" Pepper rolled her eyes. Sometimes she wondered how the hell she even got into this situation. Oh yes, he threatened her once when she came in barging to his office.
"Yes yes, you have told me once," she said as she folded her arms in front of her chest, face red from anger. Tony giggled before he put his hands down, smiling to her with the widest smile Pepper ever seen. "So," he said, "who's playing as me?"
"Well, Stan Lee hasn't decided it yet but it seems that…" she looked at her pad before she answered Tony, "Nicholas Cage and Tom Cruise are interested in the part and have made reservations for the role "Tony Stark"," Tony twitched, his lips trembling.
"What the fucking hell?!" he shouted before he started walking in small circles around his workshop, muttering stuffs that Pepper didn't really care about. "What the fucking hell Pep? Nicholas Cage? I can fully fucking understand but seriously? Tom Cruise? What the fucking hell?! Can't they see that Robert Downey Jr. is basically Tony Stark! I mean seriously, seriously! Ugh, motherfuck damn it. I hate that asshole. Tom Cruise, hah! Acting like he owns shit but he got none! I mean seriously, Robert Downey Jr. is so much more Stark-y than him. He—"
"Stop!" screamed Pepper as she covered Tony's mouth with her hands. "I'll make reservations too so that you can enter the audition as well," and she could feel a small smirk under her palms. She let go of Tony's mouth and heard a small "thank you Pep's" before she walked out of Tony's workshop with a smile on her face.
Tony stood in front of his white grand piano (that he hid somewhere in the Stark Tower), running his fingers on it, he was bored and he needed to do something. What else that he could do besides playing his songs? Fingertips slowly caressing the white paint job ("remind me to paint it red and gold next time Jarv," "Yes sir,") before he sat down on the chair, putting his piano scores on it.
He sighed before he started playing the piano.
"This is the night I've been dreaming of forever
The mirror takes a look at my face
I'll never set foot in that rat hole again
But I'll drive to your place
I spit gravel as I back out of the back door
And the twenties roll around in my hand
It's funny now, when I don't show up on Monday
They'll go nuts, and eat their hats, well, what do you think of that?
She says, you're throwing life away
To move with a man like me
She's not blind
She just don't have mind to see
This is a habit I'm breaking now forever
I'm weary from trying to shake it
So when I ask if you won't give me your hand
I'll take it right now from your mother's side of town
She says, you're throwing life away
To move with a man like me
She's not blind
She just don't have a mind to see
She says, you're throwing life away
To move with a man like me
Just to move with a man like me"
Tony huffed, "Jarvis, did you record that?" Tony asked as he looked up at the ceiling.
"I did sir," Tony smirked, "Save it; we might need it later,"
"Very well sir, what should we name the song?" Tony frowned, "Hmm, how about "Man Like Me"? Sounds good enough?"
"Excellent choice sir, as always," Tony smirked before he left the room.
Not knowing a pair of eyes watching him. "What the hell?" muttered Clint before he started running towards his room.
"Okay, let's do the scene from the top again," shouted Shane before he gave a signal for Robert and Mark.
Tony started to act panic before he took Mark's gun and threw it into the lake behind Mark's back. Tony then started rubbing his hands on his hood, getting rid of the dirt that was never there before acting normal when Mark turned around. "Okay, we're out of here," said Mark before a frown appeared on his face, "Where's my gun?"
Tony shifts, uneasy before he swallowed his saliva down, hard. "I… I got rid of it," Mark twitched, "Say again?"
"Yeah, just now. I threw it in the lake. I figured, if you couldn't do this, I would. I got priors in New York, man, I can't be doing this—"
"You threw it away?!" Mark then started storming towards Tony. "H-Hey! Take it easy-!"
Mark stopped and took a deep breath. Trying to calm himself. "It's okay—I get it. I just got a little non-plussed… Sorry," Mark paused before he frowned, "Whoa, what the hell..?" Mark kneeled beside a video case and gingerly pokes at it. "What do you make of this?" he asked.
Tony leaned in, trying to take a look. All of a sudden, Mark bounces his head off the case, leaving a dent.
"WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?!" Mark shouted at Tony as Tony staggered backwards, swears drips from his mouth like a waterfall as he gripped his head tightly, trying to make the pain ease.
"You idiot! You threw away my $650 vintage revolver in the God damn lake! What about when they comb the bottom? Ever cross your mind? They find that car; they'll find the GODDAMN GUN!" Mark stood up and ran a hand through his hair. Pacing back and forth. "Jesus. Look up "idiot" in the dictionary; know what you'll find?" Mark asked as he pointed a finger at Tony.
Tony frowned before he acted like he was thinking hard, "Um… Picture of me?"
"NO. The definition of the word IDIOT, which you fucking are!"
"Cut! Great job you guys! Take five!" said Shane. Mark gave an audible sigh as Tony chuckled. "I'm sorry, did I hit you too hard?" asked Mark as he checked for any bruises on Tony's head. Tony laughed, "It's okay, don't worry about it," said Tony trying to ease Mark down. Mark blushed before he nodded. "I tend to get lost in acting sometimes," admitted Mark as he scratched the back of his head. 'Aww, so fucking cute,' thought Tony as he clapped Mark's back with his hand. "Shall we go?" Mark nodded, "sure, let's—"suddenly Tony's phone started to ring.
"Sorry, need to take care of this," he said before he started walking away, answering the call. "Hello?"
"Where the hell are you Stark!?" Tony cringed. It was Fury.
"Um, outside, what do you want eye-patch? An autograph?" Tony joked.
"There's an attack in Manhattan, get your ass over there!" shouted Fury. "I'm busy, ask your little minions to go there,"
"Now Stark." Tony groaned, "Fine. Be there in 2," answered Tony before he hung up. He ran towards Mark, saying a small "cover up for me, please?" before he ran towards his car, putting on the Iron Man suit in the car.
"Where's the destination sir?" asked Jarvis through the HUD. "Manhattan Jarv, put it on stealth mode," answered Tony, voice robotic.
"Very well sir," answered Jarvis before they took off.
Mark frowned, two cups of warm black coffee in his hands. He sighed; this thing about Robert going somewhere, to a place he didn't know was starting to become a habit. Robert would be gone for minutes, hours at tops. Face looked tired, energy drained out of him whenever he comes back.
Mark took a sip from the cup in his right hand as he stared at his left; the coffee that he made for Robert. Mark sighed before he put down the coffee for Robert on the nearest table and went back to his seat, practicing his lines as he made a mental note to himself; reminding him to ask what the hell is going on with Robert.
"Seriously guys! I heard Tony sing!" said Clint to the rest of the Avengers. It was night time, their rescue mission finished 3 hours ago. Steve smirked at the thought of Tony singing, "Yeah, nice joke Hawkeye," he said, a chuckle followed.
"I'm not joking! Seriously! Last night! And he could play damn well too!"
"Talking about Stark, where is he?" asked Natasha and everyone started to look at Bruce. Bruce stopped his tea-drinking session when he felt eyes on him. "What?"
"Where's Stark?" repeated Clint.
"He said he's busy, need things to do with Pepper," answered Bruce as he tidied his glasses. Thor frowned, "friend Tony has been missing for a while now, isn't his presence missed by you, friend Banner?" Bruce looked down at the tea cup in his hands.
Sure he missed Tony, it's been a while since they science together. But Bruce couldn't do that, Tony got work to do, he has a job, has a life besides science, unlike Bruce. Bruce sighed, "I do, but he's busy so what can I do?" he answered as he shrugged.
Clint rolled his eyes before he jumped onto the sofa, turning on the TV. "Oh, look some gossip news," commented Clint, sounded more like an insult. He was tempted to change the channel before all of a sudden a picture of Robert Downey Jr. started to appear. "
"Robert, they said that Marvels is going to make a movie about Iron Man, did you apply for the role 'Tony Stark'?" Robert smirked before he gave them a reply, "Of course, it would be a challenge and maybe hey I can do pranks use the name 'Tony Stark' and let him get all the blame," the reporters started laughing.
Clint gave a squeal—a Goddamn fucking squeal, before he started to move closer to the TV, staring at Robert Downey Jr. like he's a God. "Yes, we understand each other RDJ, let's prank the hell out of Tony," Clint muttered as he caressed the TV screen, making the Avengers facepalmed.
"Clint, your man-crush is disgusting," commented Natasha. "Hey! Don't you dare talk shit about my manly man-crush!" replied Clint with a death glare and soon the room started to be filled with laughter.
They continued to laugh and joke and insult Clint. But Bruce didn't though. He paid attention to the screen. He barely missed the faint blue glow on Robert Downey Jr.'s chest. Barely.
A.N: Hopefully I will also get an A on my Chemistry and Biology, because if I did, that means I don't have to take up extra classes, and vice versa. Pray along with me. *finally being religious for the first time*
OH! Can we get a 30 this time? *wink*