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Chapter 43
You sulked about Stark tower the next day. You wandered, listless, around the ultra modern halls until you ran into Tony.
"Ah, (name), how's your parents?"
"No better thanks to you. My mom's having a paranoia attack and my dad's gone all fanboy on me."
Tony laughed. "I'm glad your dad's at least excited. I thought I was being quite nice."
You glared at him. "You knew exactly what you were doing."
"True." Tony smirked. "Let's play a game." Tony grabbed your wrist and started dragging you down the hallway. "You look like you need to lighten up."
"I'm fine."
"Well, regardless. I'm bored, I have a bunch of toys and no one to play with. Normally. But now I have you, so we're going to play, okay? Okay." Tony marched you into a giant arcade. "Welcome to my dream room."
The room was full of machines, from classic games and pinball machines, to a giant HD TV for each game console that ever was, to strange futuristic devices that you had never seen before. This room had everything.
"Wake up, Daddy's home." Tony clapped his hands and the room lit up. Neon colored lights flashed and the TVs showed welcome menus. "Come on, let's play something of my own invention first." He led you up to a ten foot tall gray box. "Alright, so I'm gonna go in, it'll scan me, then I'll call to you, you'll come in and it'll scan you. Got it? Good." Tony walked through the entrance and a bunch of lasers trailed over him.
A robotic voice said "Welcome back Mr. Stark."
"Thanks, GED. Good to be back." Tony turned to you. "Come on in, GED doesn't bite."
You walked forward and let the device trail over you.
"Welcome Guest 1."
"What does GED stand for?" You asked Tony.
"Gaming Experience Device. Pretty neat huh? Let's start simple. GED" Tony made a motion in the air.
"Right away sir." GED responded.
The inside of the box changed. In the middle of the gray room a neon red ping pong table appeared along with two paddles.
"The rules are the same as usual." Tony pulled a ping pong ball out of mid air. "Let's go."
You walked over and picked up the other paddle to find it was remarkably solid. "Whoa. How'd you do that?"
"Do what?"
"Make this solid."
"The magic of technology. I could tell you, but it would take a long time and be very boring. You should just avoid questioning things in my chocolate factory." Tony smiled. "I serve first." Before you could say a thing the ping pong ball had already bounced on the table and gone flying past you. "One, nothing."
You continued playing only to find that Tony was a far better ping pong player than you. You got a point here and there, but generally speaking, he kicked ass.
"Well, that was boring."Tony wiped the table away. "How about something a bit more geeky?" With a flourish of his hand a row of different color lightsabers appeared between the two of you. "I'll even let you pick out your color first."
"No way. You did not make a lightsaber battle game." You laughed.
"I dabble in geekery from time to time. Don't make too much fun, I can see you're delighted."
You looked over the array of lightsabers. He had programmed every color from green to red. You were tempted by the blue and the purple but there was something drawing you to the green. Maybe it was just familiarity. You grabbed the green one.
Tony snorted and rolled his eyes. "Sporting your beau's colors even here? You're so boring." Tony grabbed the red lightsaber.
"Dark side of the force? Aren't you supposed to be a hero?"
"I'm not very heroic, besides I have to keep up my color scheme."
"Color schemes? Who's boring now?"
"I'm not boring, I'm cool. You need to lean the difference." Tony swung his lightsaber at your side. You blocked and swung at his head. He blocked and pushed you back. "Going straight for the head? Not very nice."
"You can't fight without a brain."
"Have you seen Thor? I think he's living proof that you can." Tony sliced at your head.
You ducked. "Who's not nice again?"
"If you're going to play dirty so am I."
"Excellent."
The two of you rushed back and fourth slashing at each other and blocking. You advanced until you had pushed him to the wall. "I win."
"Not quite." Tony smirked and made a pushing motion with his hand. You flew back into the opposite wall.
"I didn't know we could use the force."
"If we have lightsabers why wouldn't we be able to use the force?"
"Fine by me." You copied his pushing motion and slammed him into the wall. "This is about to get rough isn't it?"
"I think you can handle it." Tony force lifted you into the air.
"Yeah," You broke his force grip and flew down towards him. "I'm pretty sure I've got this."
He blocked you. "Oh, you are fun. I'm gonna like having you around."
"Don't get too used to it."
You sulked about Stark tower the next day. You wandered, listless, around the ultra modern halls until you ran into Tony.
"Ah, (name), how's your parents?"
"No better thanks to you. My mom's having a paranoia attack and my dad's gone all fanboy on me."
Tony laughed. "I'm glad your dad's at least excited. I thought I was being quite nice."
You glared at him. "You knew exactly what you were doing."
"True." Tony smirked. "Let's play a game." Tony grabbed your wrist and started dragging you down the hallway. "You look like you need to lighten up."
"I'm fine."
"Well, regardless. I'm bored, I have a bunch of toys and no one to play with. Normally. But now I have you, so we're going to play, okay? Okay." Tony marched you into a giant arcade. "Welcome to my dream room."
The room was full of machines, from classic games and pinball machines, to a giant HD TV for each game console that ever was, to strange futuristic devices that you had never seen before. This room had everything.
"Wake up, Daddy's home." Tony clapped his hands and the room lit up. Neon colored lights flashed and the TVs showed welcome menus. "Come on, let's play something of my own invention first." He led you up to a ten foot tall gray box. "Alright, so I'm gonna go in, it'll scan me, then I'll call to you, you'll come in and it'll scan you. Got it? Good." Tony walked through the entrance and a bunch of lasers trailed over him.
A robotic voice said "Welcome back Mr. Stark."
"Thanks, GED. Good to be back." Tony turned to you. "Come on in, GED doesn't bite."
You walked forward and let the device trail over you.
"Welcome Guest 1."
"What does GED stand for?" You asked Tony.
"Gaming Experience Device. Pretty neat huh? Let's start simple. GED" Tony made a motion in the air.
"Right away sir." GED responded.
The inside of the box changed. In the middle of the gray room a neon red ping pong table appeared along with two paddles.
"The rules are the same as usual." Tony pulled a ping pong ball out of mid air. "Let's go."
You walked over and picked up the other paddle to find it was remarkably solid. "Whoa. How'd you do that?"
"Do what?"
"Make this solid."
"The magic of technology. I could tell you, but it would take a long time and be very boring. You should just avoid questioning things in my chocolate factory." Tony smiled. "I serve first." Before you could say a thing the ping pong ball had already bounced on the table and gone flying past you. "One, nothing."
You continued playing only to find that Tony was a far better ping pong player than you. You got a point here and there, but generally speaking, he kicked ass.
"Well, that was boring."Tony wiped the table away. "How about something a bit more geeky?" With a flourish of his hand a row of different color lightsabers appeared between the two of you. "I'll even let you pick out your color first."
"No way. You did not make a lightsaber battle game." You laughed.
"I dabble in geekery from time to time. Don't make too much fun, I can see you're delighted."
You looked over the array of lightsabers. He had programmed every color from green to red. You were tempted by the blue and the purple but there was something drawing you to the green. Maybe it was just familiarity. You grabbed the green one.
Tony snorted and rolled his eyes. "Sporting your beau's colors even here? You're so boring." Tony grabbed the red lightsaber.
"Dark side of the force? Aren't you supposed to be a hero?"
"I'm not very heroic, besides I have to keep up my color scheme."
"Color schemes? Who's boring now?"
"I'm not boring, I'm cool. You need to lean the difference." Tony swung his lightsaber at your side. You blocked and swung at his head. He blocked and pushed you back. "Going straight for the head? Not very nice."
"You can't fight without a brain."
"Have you seen Thor? I think he's living proof that you can." Tony sliced at your head.
You ducked. "Who's not nice again?"
"If you're going to play dirty so am I."
"Excellent."
The two of you rushed back and fourth slashing at each other and blocking. You advanced until you had pushed him to the wall. "I win."
"Not quite." Tony smirked and made a pushing motion with his hand. You flew back into the opposite wall.
"I didn't know we could use the force."
"If we have lightsabers why wouldn't we be able to use the force?"
"Fine by me." You copied his pushing motion and slammed him into the wall. "This is about to get rough isn't it?"
"I think you can handle it." Tony force lifted you into the air.
"Yeah," You broke his force grip and flew down towards him. "I'm pretty sure I've got this."
He blocked you. "Oh, you are fun. I'm gonna like having you around."
"Don't get too used to it."
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Not really any comments on the insult of Thor. Not like i really care, it was actually really funny. But it was still mean