Written to: Houdini - Foster the People
Apanthropinization: The resignation of human concerns; withdrawal from the world and its problems.
Tony loves his daughter. Absolutely fricking adores her, from every tiny burp to every cry to every dirty diaper that requires changing in the dead middle of the night. And she certainly is much calmer than that little hellion Thor dotes on constantly.
However, child care is not very useful towards the Avengers Initiative, which Tony quickly finds out the instant he walks into the tower and is bombarded with a load of information that he is, frankly, far too tired to process right now.
JARVIS, faithful electronic servant that he is, offers to make some very strong coffee for the tired man, but Tony gapes at the graphs and diagrams and blueprints that Jarvis has laid out before him, and rubs his eyes frantically trying to make some sense of the numbers. The digits appear to leap off the page, and Tony stares at them in wonder, wide-eyed, open-mouthed, slowly swaying back and forth in his chair as he watches the number "3" dancing with Lady "Pi" in a crazy waltz that has him stifling a giggle into his fist.
Loki pops his head in, frowns at the giggling scientist, and asks JARVIS if perhaps the trials of parenthood have broken him. JARVIS agrees in an off-handed manner that that is most probably the case, but he still cannot in good consciousness allow Loki to access the Iron Man suit blueprints. Loki tells him that he is a robot and thus is incapable of having a consciousness, and sends JARVIS into a moral dilemma for a good three hours.
By this point, Tony has shaken himself awake and is attempting to focus on plans for a better, more efficient electricity grid for Manhattan. The power hadn't been quite the same since Max Dillon's little...affair with the grid a few months ago, and constantly flickered in and out, much to the distress of several city officials. Max had been unapologetic about the whole thing, and had told Tony in good confidence that it was his personal opinion that the power grid was being a bit of a cocktease.
He cannot get himself to focus on pylons ("You need to construct additional pylons!" a voice droned inside his head, and he giggled at the thought of Protosses...Protosi? swimming through the Manhattan power grid, carrying little crystals), and instead his mind keeps wandering back to his daughter and what she is doing now. Staring indignantly at the ceiling and attempting to squirm out of the little mittens Pepper insisted she wear at all times.
Tony has to stop himself once he finds himself doodling his daughter in the margins of the blueprints, and sighs, looking over at JARVIS. The AI is still in a state of shock, and is still currently contemplating its life decisions and whether it really did prefer chocolate over vanilla soft serve, and could it even eat soft serve? Tony rolls his eyes at JARVIS, who doesn't notice, and pushes his stool back to go find his daughter.
He's had quite enough of power grids and mid-life-crisis AIs for one day.