Who: Felicia Hardy, Tony Stark and Pepper Potts What: Tony's got two beautiful women on his arm. Must be Tuesday When: Not long after Pepper's post set up the meeting Where: Some bar downtown Rating: TBD, J for Jealousy and S for smug Status: In Progress
Felicia really really had no wish to do this. To go with Tony and meet Pepper, have drinks while explaining just what the hell she'd found herself in the middle of. While he was all friendly with the woman that knew him better than anyone. The one he was supposed to wind up with after everything. Oh it wasn't perfect back home, nothing was. But Felicia should have thought about it before getting into anything with Tony. Redheads, like Mary Plain, like Pepper, redheads that were the ones the guys wanted to be with. The wives, not the blonde bombshell bit on the side that you never actually wanted as a girlfriend. This whole thing was going to be awkward and unpleasant and Felicia would fight the urge to scratch her rival's eyes out.
Because Pepper was a rival now. An annoyingly nice friendly pretty little redhead rival. The second annoyingly nice friendly pretty little redhead rival. But unlike Watson, this one had brains.
Rose of course told her different and Felicia loved her for it. But Rose was wrong, Felicia knew what she was to Tony, of course she did, she'd never expected more from Tony Stark than a fling, convenient booty call. Nothing more. Maybe they were friends, he was there for her when she needed it. When Danny was tearing her down for daring to try to help. Tony had been there for her. She'd cried on his shoulder more than once.
So she'd do it, she'd get in the limo, she'd drive to where Pepper was, help her pick out clothes that suited her and then she'd be the third wheel, edged out because now Pepper the peppy PA was here. Perfect Pepper that made Tony's life so much easier just by existing.
Still, Felicia dressed herself up. A black top and skirt combo that suited her very well and a jacket in a dark red. She looked good, she thought as she applied the last of her makeup and made her way out to the door to get in the waiting limo. Not that it would matter.
"So where is she meeting us?" she asked, sliding in beside Tony. If he wanted to make more of it than that, it would be up to him.