Tony Stark (manof_iron) wrote in freedomtownic, @ 2016-03-23 01:24:00 |
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Current location: | Carol's Room |
Current mood: | calm |
Entry tags: | !thread, carol danvers (flerken_mama), tony stark (manof_iron) |
So...our kid tried to blow up my workshop
Who: Tony and Carol
Where: Carol's Room
When: Same night as this
What: Tony begging her to please talk to the alt!kid
Rating: High for language
Tony had been putting this off long enough. When he first realized that apparently a kid from the future showed up claiming that she was his and Carol's daughter, he basically buried his face harder in work, despite Rocket taking every opportunity to mess with him over it. (If a raccoon was edible, he'd threaten to cook and eat the damn guy.) However, then Sandra told him (yeah, she contacted HIM) that she'd kind of yelled at Pepper. So...he and Carol needed to talk and see just what they should DO with this kid. He made his way to Carol's room, knocking on her door.
Grumbling (she'd been lying in bed reading a book, ok?), Carol hopped out of bed, over to the door. Not really thinking, she wore only a tight white tank top and black and white panties. As she opened the door, and realized who was there, she squealed, slammed the door, then re-opened it again a few moments later with a black bathrobe on. "Ok, so... you're not typically the type to just show up for a round of Trivial Pursuit or something... what's up?"
Great, now he'd seen the woman he was still burying feelings for in a tank and panties. NOT what he needed. "Do you greet everyone at the door that way or am I just lucky?" Tony joked, giving her that winning smile all the same. "Can we talk?"
"Oh... shut up." She laughed, blushing a little. "Nobody ever comes here unexpected, except Rocket and/or Groot. So I figured it was one of them." She opened the door the rest of the way to let him in, before raising an eyebrow. "Yeah... have a seat. You want me to put some coffee on?" She asked, as her cat, Chewie, padded in and brushed past her ankle.
"And now I'm kind of jealous of a raccoon and tree. Go me," he said, coming in and taking the seat that she offered. "Coffee sounds great, actually." Really, he wished his life wasn't complicated and he was here on a social call. "So, you noticed a young girl on the comm lately? Blonde teenager, hangs out with Deadpool's kid, claims she's my daughter with you from the future?"
"Yeah... I've seen her on there." Carol laughed, albeit a little nervously. "Been doing my best to pretend I haven't. Self-deception can be a glorious thing at times, and it's pretty much all I can do right now." She walked out of the room briefly, walking back in with a thin black bathrobe over her body as she started putting a pot of coffee on. "Have you spoken to her yet?"
He chuckled. "Yeah, tried that a little bit, too," he admitted. Mostly because he had NO idea what to make of it. "However, she came to me recently and both screamed at me for being an idiot AND kinda blew up some of what I've been working on...apparently she inherited your abilities."
"Oh, wonderful." Carol snorted, rolling her eyes. "I guess I should reach out to the kid. As weird as the whole damn thing is." She grumbled as she was interrupted by her communicator going off. "Oh, for the love of...." She sighed, reading the message. "So... I haven't decided if this is a bad thing or a potentially hilarious thing, but... Deadpool just sent out a group invite. He's putting together a karaoke night in the park."
"Trust me, I get the weirdness." Tony was a guy that didn't think he'd EVER have kids, so he didn't know what to make of this at ALL. When she relayed the message, he snorted. "Well, it sounds like something that should end in hilarity. God only knows what will happen."
"Yes, because you're as big a troublemaker as he is!" Carol laughed, leaning against the wall. "Ok, scratch that. NOBODY is as bad as him. But you're damn close, Tony. You, Rocket, And Parker are all JUST BARELY better than Wade. And you all encourage him!"
He chuckled. "And you expect any different? Come on. We have to find fun here in different ways, and watching Wade make an ass of himself is quite the spectator sport."
Carol smirked, her eyes lighting up with mischief for once. "I dare you to try getting Rocket drunk and sending him up there to sing. Oh my GOD I would pay more money than I've ever had in my life to see that one time. I'd say go for Groot, but... we all know how that would turn out."
He started laughing. "I'd LOVE to convince Rocket to get up there and sing. Sadly, I don't even know if *I'm* that good to pull it off." He leaned against the wall with a smile. "I think it would just be interesting to see what song Groot picked out, honestly."
"My guess?" She laughed, crossing her arms over her chest. "A rousing rendition of "I am Groot" that will bring the house down." Oh, she didn't mean anything by it. She was just having fun.
"Personally, I hope that it's sung to something like 'Unchained Melody' just for that added pinache," Tony joked. And yeah, they were having fun. He had missed this.
"Can you see it? Groot up there with girls throwing their panties at him and screaming like it was a One Direction concert or something..." She said, breaking into a rare but hilarious giggle fit.
Now THAT was nice to see, her face light up like that. "I seriously don't think that Groot would even know what to do if he was given a pair of panties other than decorate by hanging them on his branches," he said, making himself even laugh a little just by thinking about it.
"Now I know I've been cooped up too long. Somehow my thoughts went from that to watching Drax do slam poetry. And that might honestly be the most spectacular thing any of us could ever even try to picture." Carol giggled, eyes watering from how hard she was laughing.
That made him laugh even harder. "It would only be better if someone accompanied him with some bongos and snapping. Can you even imagine it?" Tony could barely imagine an audience getting through that without Drax mauling them in some way.
"Oh my GOD. Tony. Somehow, SOMEHOW, we have to make this happen. I will be the happiest woman in the galaxy if we can make this happen." She said with wide eyes, trying not to fall over laughing.
"I think this plan will involve lots of alcohol and someone willing to get close enough to Drax to be willing to play bongos near him," he pointed out. "Which would probably just involve telling Wade the plan, now that I think about it." Because he would also think it was hysterical, more than likely.
"I'd say encourage Parker to join him, but... Jean will just threaten to withhold and he'll back right off." Carol snorted, not at all envious of those with an actual love life to speak of. Nope. Not at all.
"Or...we could just get him drunk enough to not care first and watch the carnage," Tony joked, giving her a wicked grin. It WOULD be hilarious to watch the shot storm that ensued.
"Ok, we're doing this. We are TOTALLY doing this." She laughed, just having a great time. "You know what? Let's go have some fun and see what chaos Wilson is starting down there. Meet you there? I should probably put some clothes on..."
"You'd get more applause if you didn't," Tony teased. "Wade and Parker would cooperate more, too, although I really don't think it would take much convincing on Wade's part anyway."
"Shush, you." She smirked, trying (and failing) to hide how much she oddly liked hearing his smug yet sincere compliments. "Now go put one of those sharp suits on that make all the ladies' jaws drop. Because I'm gonna bring my A-game tonight outfit-wise, and you better be able to measure up."