(Co-Authored by @SomethingOfFandoms)
Hey guys! Jules and Mikah here. We can't tell you how long ago we started this fic- we actually shifted fandoms like 4 times since starting- but it's been fun trying to do a long term project like this. As of now, it's not finished, but we wanted to start posting anyway. Comments and Kudos are always appreciated, so enjoy!
"Don't you dare turn away from me!" Howard spat, grabbing the boy's arm roughly. The boy yelped in pain, facing Howard again. "You know what your future is. This is for your own good."
As a child, you would wait and watch from far away
"You are not allowed to converse with other children. You are above them. Starks are made of iron, boy." Another slap to the face.
But you always knew that you'd be the one to work while they all play
"This is subpar, boy. I made a circuit board ten times better a year before you even thought of it. I suppose that we have to show this, but not before you learn your lesson." A punch to the stomach, where reporters couldn't see.
In youth, you'd lay awake at night and scheme of all the things that you would change
"A dog? A DOG? This is a weapons company boy, made for killing people. A robotic dog has no place in the company, and it pains me to think that you might be a part of Stark Industries too."
But it was just a dream
"Leave." Fighting back tears, Tony ran off. Staring out his window, he began to sing through sobs.
"I close my eyes and I can see a world that's waiting up for me that I call my own."
A glass shatters in the distance, and a woman's muffled screams drift through the halls.
"Through the dark, through the door. Through where no one's been before, but it feels like home."
Tony lifts the fake bottom of his dresser drawers to find a single string of broken Christmas lights. He hums the next verse as he quickly fashions a battery pack to the Christmas lights, so he doesn't need to plug them in. He turns them on and places them haphazardly on the bed.
"We can live in a world that we design."
With thoughts swirling through his head, the rest of the world fell away.
"Cause every night I lie in bed; the brightest colors fill my head! A million dreams are keeping me awake! I think of what the world could be, a vision of the one I see! A million dreams is all it's gonna take! A million dreams for the world we're gonna make."
With that, Tony falls asleep, Christmas lights softly illuminating the designs scattered among his blankets.
"Young Master! You must wake up! Howard is coming! You must get ready"
In a panic, they both shove the blueprints and lights under the bed. There wasn't enough time to get out the fake bottom. Tony gets dressed properly in record time, with Howard entering the room with a bang as Tony faces the door.
"Acceptable. Come."
Tony takes a breath to steady himself as they head to the press conference under a thick silence.
The cameras flash, blinding Tony as Howard begins to speak. There was fake warmth in his voice as he faced Tony.
"The time will come when you'll have to rise above the rest and prove yourself. Your spirit never dies."
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FanfictionRhodey slams his hand on the desk and turns to Tony to rant about how good of a friend he is. Tony's hands are crossed in front of his face, shoulders hunched in as if he's expecting a blow. Behind his fists, Rhodey can make out his eyes squeezed sh...
