"It's not ready." Mira stood with her arms crossed next to one of Tony's robots that he used frequently to help handle some delicate items in the garage. In this case, it was holding a video camera set to record.

"It's fine." Tony had his back to her as he fastened a pair of boots they had completed to his feet.

"You're gonna get hurt."

Tony adjusted the arm pieces on his body and positioned himself in the middle of the testing floor. "Worse things can happen."

"Like you being set on fire."

"That's what the fire extinguishers are for. Mira, they're ready. You've got to trust me."

She inhaled deeply. "Fine, but I get to say 'I told you so' when it doesn't work."

"Fair enough." Tony stretched his arms before placing them back at his side. "Okay, let's do this right. Start mark, half a meter, and back and center." He turned to the robot closest to him. "Dummy, look alive, please. You're on standby for fire safety." He pointed to the robot beside Mira. "You roll it. Okay. Activate hand controls." Feeling a slight pinch of nervousness, he wiggled a bit in the makeshift suit. "We're gonna start off nice and easy. We're gonna see if 10% thrust capacity achieves lift."

Mira's arms uncrossed and her body shifted it's weight. "That's too much," she whispered to herself.

"And three, two, one." Tony pressed the thrusters and was immediately thrown backwards into the slanted wall that sat above him causing the boots to spark. He was dropped behind a collection of tool chests. As he dropped to the floor, he was sprayed with the fire extinguisher the robot had on the ready.

Mira's reaction wasn't what most would expect. After seeing her uncle experiment countless times in this room, she knew better than to overreact. She called to him nonchalantly, "Are you dead?"

Tony moaned from his landing place. "Kind of wishing I was."

She grinned slightly. "Can I say it now?"

"Wanna help me up first?"

"No."

"Fine."

Mira finally walked over to where Tony was laying. He was covered in white foam and the defeat was written all over his face. She reached for his hand and he did not hesitate to take it. Before pulling him up, however, she widened her grin and stared her uncle in his eyes. "I told you so."

"Do you ever get tired of saying that?"

She pulled tony up to his feet. "You would think, but no. It is so satisfying every time."

He shook off the foam from his shoulders and what remained on the boots. "You were so calm when I hit the deck. I could have been seriously injured."

"I knew you weren't. If you were, you would have been demanding that I call an ambulance, but only one with a hot EMT." Mira walked back over to the computer and pulled up the analytics from the test flight.

Tony pulled up a chair right beside her. "What went wrong?"

"Well, the good news is, it works. The bad news is, they don't work in the way that we want them to. I'm not exactly sure yet what's wrong, but I think if we lower a couple settings and raise others, we'll get it. It's just gonna take some trial and error."

"Yeah, well, I don't really know how much 'trial and error' I can take."

Mira pulled away from the computer. "Hey. I told you it was too soon, but you were eager to face plant into a wall and plummet to the ground. You did the trial way too soon and got the obvious error. That's on you."

"I never said it wasn't. Come on. Let's try and figure this out so I don't do that again. My head feels like last night was New Years Eve."

She turned back to the computer. "Isn't that how your head always feels?"

Her smart comment was the last thing either of them said for awhile. Mira continued to type away and her computer screen never seemed to get a rest. Tony played around with the holographs of the inner workings of the flight mechanics. Neither of them seemed to make much progress that day, but continued to work. Their determination to succeed pushed them to work long hours with little breaks.

Over the next few days, they each got little sleep and barely ate. They took eight to ten hour shifts of work and then only took two to three hour breaks. It was only every so often Tony or Mira would crash and take a five or six hour sleep break. After about three days of this routine, they realized they weren't getting anywhere with the flight issue.

The pair eventually agreed to take a break from the flying conundrum and began working on the other pieces of the suit. Tony had designed a proper placeholder for the equipment that would sit in the arm. Although it looked good, Mira came up with a few ways to make the arm piece functional. They were also able to apply this to the leg pieces that were still in the design phase.

Once Mira felt she had a long enough break, she continued to work on making the suit fly. This was a problem that she couldn't get off her mind. With each small adjustment she made, Mira typed them into the computer to see if they would work. She tried many different scenarios and simulations and none of them were successful tests. This was something that bothered her so much that when her fingers would cramp, she would push through the pain and continue to type. Mira truly believed the answer was there. She just needed to find it.

The sound of metal abruptly crashing to concrete floor and the groans of her uncle brought Mira out of her concentration. Her eyes darted immediately to the workbench across the room. Tony reached down for a wrench that had slipped through his fingers and Mira shook her head, upset about the distraction. She was about to lower her head back to the computer, but halted. The arm piece Tony was working on caught her eye. Even though it was still incomplete with wires and metal strands hanging off of it, something finally clicked in Mira's brain.

Mira jumped out of her chair. "FLIGHT STABILIZERS!"

Tony dropped the wrench again in a frightened state from Mira's sudden burst. "Are you trying to give me a heart attack?!"

She ignored him and jogged toward the desk Tony occupied. "We need flight stabilizers to make sure you can control where you fly."

"Yeah. We kind of figured that out after I crashed into a wall."

"What about the hands?"

"What about them?"

Mira moved herself as close to the arm piece as much as possible. "We put the flight stabilizers in the hands, right in the palm. I've been so focused on trying to fix the boots, but they work fine. It's the hand controls that need help. If we put the stabilizers in there, that should fix the problem." She pulled away with a giant grin on her face as she stared at Tony. "No more walls."

Tony tapped his finger against the desk, contemplating her idea. He nodded. "Let's get to work."

The Starks continued to work for a few hours, again not saying much. They were both completely lost in their work. It wasn't long before they had a fully functional flight stabilizer that fit right in the palm of Tony's right hand. The perfectly round white light was ready for testing before they knew it.

Tony quickly strapped himself into the contraption that was well on its way to being his suit.

Mira stood fifty feet away by the door. This was the minimum safe distance incase the new accessory decided to blow up. All though the odds were low, Mira wasn't a gambler. She wasn't taking any chances.

Much to Mira's surprise, Pepper opened the door next to her holding a package, the morning paper, and a coffee mug. She looked at both Starks. "I've been buzzing you. Did you hear the intercom?"

Tony looked to Mira before bringing his attention to Pepper. "Yeah everything's... what?"

She set down the stack of items for Tony. "Obadiah's upstairs."

"Great."

Mira folded her arms. "This isn't the best time."

Pepper agreed. "What would you like me to tell him?"

"It's a great time. I'll be right up." Tony lifted his arm from the rest the pieces laid on. "Okay."

"I thought you said you were done making weapons."

At the exact same time, both Mira and Tony said, "It's a flight stabilizer." Shocked at both of their reactions, Mira let Tony explain the rest. He hit the button to activate it. "It's completely harmless."

In milliseconds the machine powered itself up and fired quickly causing Tony to fly back onto the ground. A loud boom erupted forcing Pepper and Mira to cover their ears. The small cloud of smoke cleared almost immediately.

"I didn't expect that," Tony said as he laid on the floor.

"It wasn't supposed to be that loud," Mira assured Pepper. She walked over to her uncle and gave him a hand up. "At least it wasn't the wall this time."

Tony leaned against the workbench and picked at this ear. "I feel like I went deaf there. Did I go deaf?"

Mira worked to remove the various pieces of machinery from his body. "Can you hear me talking to you right now?"

"Yes?"

"Then you're not deaf." The two worked quickly to detach the remaining pieces from him. "I'll keep tuning this. Go see what Obadiah wants. Try not to piss him off please."

"No promises."

Pepper started walking to the door. "You should come up and hear what he has to say."

"Nooooooo, thank you. He deals with the business and I want nothing to do with it. I've got my own project here. Let me know how it goes though."

Knowing full well that Mira had made up her mind, Pepper followed Tony up the stairs and both of them disappeared from Mira's sight.