Hello everyone! This week is Spring Break so I am planning on doing a while bunch of writing; one, because I will have time, and two, because I just got my wisdom teeth pulled so I'm not supposed to be doing anything but laying in bed. Yippee for me!
I'm completely deviating form whatever pattern I had before because Tony's POV is the only thing that really fits for the next couple of chapters. I hope everyone enjoys!

Not mine, never mine, usual disclaimers

"Hey Lokes, Brucie. Did I ever introduce either of you to my kids?"

Now they were awake.

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Tony valiantly attempted to hold back his laughter but really, who was he kidding, he didn't even bother trying to stop his chuckles from escaping. After seeing the ever composed Bruce snap up from his seat, going from almost sleep to near awareness in 1.84 seconds, and Loki turn to face him at an agonizingly slow pace in contrast, bewilderment clear as day, there was little that could hold back his amusement.

"Your 'mind babies'?" Loki questioned softly, a smile tugging at the god's thin lips. Damn Loki for being so quick to pick that up, but luckily the raven-haired man had spoken quietly enough that the only thing Bruce looked was more confused so Tony's amusement was not dampened one bit.

"Dummy, You, Butterfingers! Come out and meet our guests!" Tony shouted as he hopped down from the table and the room exploded with noise and motion.

Looking over his babies, his rightly named 'mind children', he saw them as older as they once were, despite their shiny new frames. His bots had been through so much; they had seen him grow up, had been his only friends as a young adult, and had suffered the loss of their original frames in the fight with the Maderin; yet they were still children in his mind. Tony spread his arms wide and let out a genuine laugh as he watched his creations race towards him in their new, exhilarating bodies.

Dummy, his first creation who acted like the youngest of the four, had his form relatively unchanged but he was less bulky, more streamline, and had more space in his storage. Despite the upgrades, Dummy retained his horrifying love for fire extinguishers and was still one of the clumsiest bots.

Tony hadn't had the heart to change the original design too much so the frame had remained arm-like but made with his gold-titanium alloy instead of boring old steel, tarnished and painted black so that the gold was not visible. The camera that Tony had stupidly placed in a low visibility spot while at MIT remained in the same place but he had spent years arguing about ways to improve visibility for Dummy but he had always stubbornly refused to accept anything so he knew that Dummy was content. After all, Dummy wasn't Dummy if he wasn't a dummy.

You came as a close second to Dummy, being created merely two years or so after. You was the twin of Dummy is shape but was significantly slimmer and the gold-titanium alloy was tarnished till it was silver and dusted a light gray. You was more dexterous than Dummy, his camera in a better place, and the thinner, lighter frame made You look taller than Dummy. It didn't help that Dummy slouched a lot.

Butterfingers was only about a year younger than You, the youngest other than JARVIS, but he was the older brother to the others despite his knack for dropping almost everything he could get his claw on. He was the shorter version of You, as they were both similar in color and shape, and the one with the smallest claw, the one that looked like long and spindly fingers. The disadvantage in having the claw that could pick up the most was that it had the least grip out of the three AI's with bodies.

Despite that lack of a physical form, JARVIS was the most advanced AI that he has programmed to date and acted as the older brother and advisor to Dummy, You, and Butterfingers. If Dummy, You, and Butterfingers were his children then JARVIS was the brother he never had.

Dummy was, unsurprisingly (his wheels had just been oiled), the first to roll up to him, quickly followed by Butterfingers and You. Together they formed a circle around Tony and each vied for their creators attention while the other two men watched in confused fascination.

Bruce had obviously read some of the information on him from MIT and knew that the robots were equipped with an advanced AI system but appeared amazed to see them in person and witness the way they interacted. Loki, despite being almost or as fast a learner as Tony himself, was new to the world of Midgard tech and had only recently been introduced to JARVIS. The others were far different.

While basking in the bombardment of his brilliance, Tony carefully observed both Bruce and Loki's reactions to his most precious inventions, right up there with his reactor and suit. The incessant beeping that filled the room was a language that Tony had invented at MIT and remained his secret alone. Not even Ms. Potts had ever had the joy of understanding his babies.

"All of you, slow down!" A series of beeps and Tony turned to Dummy and patted his claw, the robot butting the hand back like a dog. "I know, you did a great job-" More chirps and Tony twisted towards You.

"You were not involved, You!" Another series of indignant chirps. "Well if you want to, Loki is free now." More beeping and Tony turned towards the shortest robot. "No, I haven't forgotten about you, Butterfingers," Tony said soothingly as he watched You enthusiastically roll over to Loki, stopping in front of the god who remained perched on the workable overlooking the scene.

One of the things Tony loved most about his mind was his ability to multitask. This came in especially handy when introducing your "brain children" to a mage who once tossed him out a window. It was a good thing that this god was reformed and magicless.

Tony reassured Butterfingers that no, he was not forgotten, and yes, they would all have their turn with their new guests. In response to that remark, Dummy promptly rolled himself over to Bruce, who was now smiling along with Tony while something akin to understanding flickered in his eyes. While watching Dummy's interactions with the calm of Bruce was interesting, Loki's reaction to You was far more fascinating.

Most people do not know how to react to any AI, no matter how primitive, so they treat it like they would any other machine. In other words, they treat them as the kings and queens of old treated servants or slaves, without thought. AI's are so much more than mindless servants; the very name implies more than a simple computer program. AI's have their own thoughts, ideas, can learn, and have feelings.

Tony Stark was proud that he could call himself the first and only person on Earth to have built an AI program, but Asgard was a mystery. Thor could not understand a device as simple as a toaster but had only been shocked when he had heard JARVIS for the first time. Thor had complemented Tony on his accomplishment and had asked how he had harnessed the spirit that lived in his tower and it seemed like Loki had roughly the same idea in his head.

"Greetings," Loki said warmly and You's claw twirled in excitement and a series of bright chirps emanated from the bot. Loki smiled softly despite not knowing what the robot had said to him and Tony had to hide a laugh by crouching behind Butterfingers. The god of mischief had no way of knowing that You was the feisty one or that he had just insulted the god on Tony's behalf.

"You, I believe it was," Loki continued softly, glancing sharply in Tony's direction for confirmation and receiving a nod from the inventor and a sharp beep from the bot. "You are quite an incredible..." Loki paused for a short moment as if trying to find the correct word to describe the brilliance that Tony's mind had formed. "An incredible being, You."

In that one description Tony was forced to change a good portion of what he assumed about Loki. Not only is the god considerate and compassionate, he is more. No one has ever understood immediately that the AI's he programmed were more than just coding, their own beings, without lengthy explanations that were ultimately useless.

While Bruce seemed to accept the fact that Tony considered his creation his children and could appreciate the intelligence they embodied through the eyes of a fellow scientist, he could not understand the feeling of bringing an intelligent being into existence. It an odd way, this was just another similarity between Loki and Tony. Loki had probably learned how to imbue things with a spirit, an entity, with his magic, a practice that took a great deal of power and intelligence if what Thor hinted at was to be trusted.

A series of shrill tones shocked Tony out of his musings to the sight of Dummy stretching towards a fire extinguisher and Bruce, with a concerned look on his face, grabbing the extinguisher and giving it to Dummy. It seemed like Bruce had taken to Dummy much quicker than anticipated. Now his bots would have humanoid friends other than Tiny and Rhodes and would be spoiled more they already were.

"No, Dummy!" Tony shouted into the quiet and shattering the peace that had tentatively settled. A low note resonated through the silent room and the fire extinguisher dropped with a crash as it was released from Dummy's grip.

"I know you love the fire extinguisher but there are no fires and there are better ways to make friends, no matter how much I approve of spraying people with white foam that aren't me," Tony kindly explained to the dejected Dummy, the bot immediately perking up and chirping inquisitively and cocking his claw, and therefore his camera, in question.

"Well, to start off your rather creative insults are lost on the idiots so please stop trying. Know when the crowd is too hard or completely oblivious." The odd mixture of indignant sputtering, moaning low notes, and laughter echoed in the room, leaving smiles on everyone's faces.

"Second," Tony started before pausing and spreading his arms and smile for dramatic effect. "Bring them down to our level for a little chat."

The extinguisher made a beautiful reappearance.

I love the bots! Aren't they adorable? I hope I did them justice and if anyone had any suggestions on how to improve them please do so nicely, no flames please. I know that this chapter was kinda cracky but the next one gets serious and really gets into Tony Stark being the genius that no one, not even Loki, sees him as. The uncrowned King of Geniuses.
Anyways, advice and ideas are always welcome so please review, review, review! I know it sounds stupid but you try to go and write a story and not beg your readers for reviews. It's practically impossible.

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