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Can't Handle This
Chapter 1
Tony was working on some upgrades to some random piece of machinery, mostly welding new things on, when JARVIS chimed in. “Sir, there’s someone at the door requesting your presence.”
“Who is it?” Tony asked without turning off the welder or looking away.
“A woman,” JARVIS replied. “But she will not identify herself to me.”
“A woman?” Tony asked. “Well that can’t be good. Do you have her on file? Has she been here before?”
“I’m sorry sir, but I do not have her on file.”
“Is she pissed?” he asked as he turned off the welder and leaned back to admire his work.
“I’m reading signs of anxiety and nervousness. Shall I let her in?”
“Let me get cleaned up first and I’ll let her in myself.”
“Her who?” Tony spun around and looked at Steve, who didn’t look very excited. Tony lifted his welding goggles and smiled.
“Hey,” he said. “I have a woman coming over. But it’s not what you think.”
“Who is she?”
“You know, I don’t know. Want to help me find out?”
“Helping you find out? Tony, is this safe, let alone right?”
“Why wouldn’t it be?” Tony asked as he wiped the grease off his face with his shirt and promptly removed it. “Come on, Steve. We’re Iron Man and Captain America. There’s nothing we can’t handle. Besides, it’s probably a fan or someone. JARVIS said she was nervous, so there probably isn’t a threat. Right JARVIS?”
“With that logic sir, how could you be wrong?”
Steve looked up at the ceiling where he always pictured JARVIS, and then back at Tony. “You really want to do this? You really think this is safe?”
“No, not really. But it’ll be fun.” Tony grabbed a clean shirt and pulled it on. “Come on. She’s probably sick of waiting for us.”
Tony went up the stairs with Steve close on his heels. After turning plenty of corners, they finally reached the front door. Tony turned to Steve one last time, gave a reassuring smile, and opened the door.
The girl, for she was not yet a woman, smiled shyly at Tony. “Hi,” she said in almost in out-of-breath fashion.
“Come in,” Tony replied. The young lady walked in and seemed a little in shock at the sight of the entryway. “What can I do for you?”
“Um,” the girl said as she stared at the interior.
Tony chuckled. “Not used to rich living?”
She just shook her head, and then turned to Tony. “I know this’ll probably be a shock to you-“
“Try me,” he interjected. “There’s nothing I can’t handle.” Tony looked over at Steve and gave a cocky smile.
“I’m your daughter.”
His face fell, and the rest of his body followed.
“Who is it?” Tony asked without turning off the welder or looking away.
“A woman,” JARVIS replied. “But she will not identify herself to me.”
“A woman?” Tony asked. “Well that can’t be good. Do you have her on file? Has she been here before?”
“I’m sorry sir, but I do not have her on file.”
“Is she pissed?” he asked as he turned off the welder and leaned back to admire his work.
“I’m reading signs of anxiety and nervousness. Shall I let her in?”
“Let me get cleaned up first and I’ll let her in myself.”
“Her who?” Tony spun around and looked at Steve, who didn’t look very excited. Tony lifted his welding goggles and smiled.
“Hey,” he said. “I have a woman coming over. But it’s not what you think.”
“Who is she?”
“You know, I don’t know. Want to help me find out?”
“Helping you find out? Tony, is this safe, let alone right?”
“Why wouldn’t it be?” Tony asked as he wiped the grease off his face with his shirt and promptly removed it. “Come on, Steve. We’re Iron Man and Captain America. There’s nothing we can’t handle. Besides, it’s probably a fan or someone. JARVIS said she was nervous, so there probably isn’t a threat. Right JARVIS?”
“With that logic sir, how could you be wrong?”
Steve looked up at the ceiling where he always pictured JARVIS, and then back at Tony. “You really want to do this? You really think this is safe?”
“No, not really. But it’ll be fun.” Tony grabbed a clean shirt and pulled it on. “Come on. She’s probably sick of waiting for us.”
Tony went up the stairs with Steve close on his heels. After turning plenty of corners, they finally reached the front door. Tony turned to Steve one last time, gave a reassuring smile, and opened the door.
The girl, for she was not yet a woman, smiled shyly at Tony. “Hi,” she said in almost in out-of-breath fashion.
“Come in,” Tony replied. The young lady walked in and seemed a little in shock at the sight of the entryway. “What can I do for you?”
“Um,” the girl said as she stared at the interior.
Tony chuckled. “Not used to rich living?”
She just shook her head, and then turned to Tony. “I know this’ll probably be a shock to you-“
“Try me,” he interjected. “There’s nothing I can’t handle.” Tony looked over at Steve and gave a cocky smile.
“I’m your daughter.”
His face fell, and the rest of his body followed.
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Yeah, the first chapter is kind of short, but the rest will be longer, I promise!!