Dark Irondad One-shorts

Avalanche-RevengeWitch

by-RevengeWitch on AO3

Peter looked at the device in his hand with the sparks of excitement in his brown eyes, his first big project. If it worked, it would be a breakthrough and it could be used for so much good. Or for bad, in the hands of someone with a dark heart.

The device looked just like a simple black watch with a touch-screen on it so it would be harder to spot from outside. If it resembled anything futuristic, Peter knew that it would attract a lot of unwanted people. The bad guys loved them! They knew that if it shines, then it must be valuable.

He tightened the watch's straps on his wrist and looked at it with pride, it was the result of uncountable mugs of coffee, all-nighters, research and of course patience. Because with something so delicate like this, being patient was crucial. A simple mistake could end him. This device he and his mentor created was something very sensitive just like the purpose of it.

This device would allow them to travel through dimensions.

"Kid, we did it. Right? We did it."

He turned his gaze to his mentor but couldn't see very clearly and realized it was because of his eyes tearing at the excitement. It went away after blinking several times.

"Yeah, we did it Mr.Stark!"

His mentor combed his hair back with his hand and took a deep breath:

"I've checked the equations over and over again and made FRIDAY check them too, I'm pretty sure it will work. So now, the question is, who will take it out for a spin?"

Peter showed his wrist with eagerness:

"I'm wearing it, of course it should be me!"

Peter was sure that Mr.Stark wouldn't allow it but after seeing the man look at him with uncertainty, he thought he still had a shot at convincing him.

"It's okay, right? I mean, you said you checked the equations like a million times so it should be fine. Unless...you're not sure about your equation?"

"Ooh, I'm undoubtedly sure about my equations. I'm just unsure about sending you to god knows where, it's not just a teleportation machine."

"I know, I know. But we made an emergency button just for this reason, right? And it's fail-safe, you made sure of that."

Mr.Stark put both of his hands on the workshop table and looked straight at Peter's eyes, and Peter knew at that exact moment that he had the permission.

"Fine. You can do it first, but there will be rules."

Of course, there would be rules. He nodded his head, Mr.Stark took this as a sign to continue:

"First of all, if you land in somewhere even remotely suspicious you come back. Second, you can't remain anywhere for more than 30 minutes because we don't know how it affects the body. The watch keeps the logs so don't think about tricking me. Third, don't let anyone touch the watch. Fourth, don't tell anyone what powers the watch. Fifth, do not, and I can't stress this enough, do not take the watch off. Got it?"

Peter nodded his head again, this time with exhilaration. The man beckoned him with his and Peter went to his side, he took Peter's wrist in his hand then proceeded to tinker with it. After a minute or so, he let go of it and stepped back.

"Done. I've done the calibration, you're good to go. You just have to press 'Start' on the touch-screen."

Peter's finger hovered over 'Start' as he lifted his eyes to look at his mentor, the man's expression was filled with both worry and anticipation. Peter was on the other part of the emotional spectrum, he was filled with wonder and excitement.