The intermission between songs involved giving everyone food and drinks.
"So, I saw some of the previews and predictions. What's your call Dante?"
Dante drank from his glass, "I'd have to go with Ratchet and Clank. Jak couldn't even keep his friend from falling into Dark Eco."
"I agree with you on that," Ryu replied, "Plus, Jak and Dax have to share ammunition. Ratchet and Clank don't"
"Fairness where it's due," Cloud cut in, "Jak and Daxter have the edge in training. They had it for a pretty long time, and I'm not sure if Ratchet has any formal training."
"Have to side with the swordsman here," Astro Boy continued, "Sometimes training trumps experience."
"Ugh, don't say 'trump.' It reminds me of that moron who's in the running."
"Alright Stark," Tifa started, "All you gotta do is sing your song, and you should be fine."
"I don't need advice from someone who has a vaguely romantic yet not-romantic relationship with Yang." Tony replied.
Tifa paused, opened her mouth, then closed it again. She repeated this cycle a few times until she threw her hands up in the air, and left.
"Jarvis?"
"Yes, sir?" The A.I questioned.
"Increase security at night. I don't wanna take another Dolphin Punch to the face."
"I already did that once you opened your mouth, sir." The robotic voice replied. If he had a face, Tony would have seen a smug smirk.
"Whatever, let's get this over with."
Tony walked on stage. Spotlights flashing on and off as the instrumental started.
Has he lost his mind?
Can he see or is he blind?
Can he walk at all,
Or if he moves will he fall?
The Iron Avenger made several movements to reflect the lyrics.
Is he alive or dead?
Has he thoughts within his head?
We'll just pass him there
why should we even care?
He made a dramatic pose on the final line.
He was turned to steel
in the great magnetic field
When he travelled time
for the future of mankind
Tony chuckled a bit to himself, remembering that one time traveling adventure he had with the Avengers.
Nobody wants him
He just stares at the world
Planning his vengeance
that he will soon unfurl
Tony flinched a bit. With the upcoming movie, he's pretty sure that he's gonna get some hate mail.
Now the time is here
for Iron Man to spread fear
Vengeance from the grave
Kills the people he once saved
Tony felt a pang of guilt. Considering what happened in the source material, he was worried.
Nobody wants him
They just turn their heads
Nobody helps him
Now he has his revenge
The song was right. The only thing he really had after the story from the comics was revenge…
Well, that and alcohol.
Heavy boots of lead
fills his victims full of dread
Running as fast as they can
Iron Man lives again!
He felt a twinge of hope. The movie isn't going to equate to his downfall. Whatever happens, happens. Cap isn't going to disappear if he gets killed in the movie, right?
Right?
He hadn't heard from the 'Dream Team' in a while. Then again nobody had.
Tony was so lost in thought that he somehow failed to notice the applause the audience was giving.
"Sir."
Tony snapped out of his thoughts, "Hmm? Jarvis?"
"Sir, your song is over. It's almost time for the Turtles to go on stage."
"Oh, thanks Jarvis."
"No problem sir. Happy to help."
Good you didn't miss that opportunity.
Wade. I see you've found some of your props.
Yeah well, listening to shellhead over there sing a song by Black Sabath gives one time to think on where they placed his props.
Wade…
Yeah?
Why is there fifty dollars missing from my wallet?
I needed it to spruce up the disclaimer.
All you did was put a bow on it!
I had change from my shopping spree.
Augh!
