Tony Stark's P.O.V
I was in my lab when Rhodey and Pepper came down. Dum-E was trying to give me another one of his smoothies (he can't trick me- I know it has motor oil in it, it's literally black and smells like motor oil, plus I know him). They looked apprehensive.
"Tony?" Rhodey started.
"Yes, Honeybear?" I asked him teasingly.
"We think it would be a good idea for you to go to therapy." Pepper finished for him. I looked between them, searching for some sign that their just gonna say that they were joking. Admittedly, they most likely weren't, but I still wanted that to be true.
"Your kidding, right?" I asked them. They shook their heads. I sighed. I wasn't surprised they wanted me to go to therapy. I just didn't want people to think I was weak or something (I know thats a weak excuse).
"It would be good for you, Tony. It hurts us to see you like this. Please?" Pepper pleaded. I sighed. I can't just say no now. They had the looks on their faces that said that they wouldn't give up, and if I said no, they would pull all the stops, and possibly with tears. I sighed.
"Okay." I relented, grumbling. They smiled, relieved.
"That's good." Rhodey muttered under his breath. "Your first day is Friday." He said aloud. I nodded.
"Thanks Platypus." I said, only slightly sarcastic. I was more focussing on the fact that I had to go to therapy.
As they left my lab, happy, I could only hope that I wouldn't come to regret my decision.
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