Against The War (Against The Law P2)

March 25th

"Sweet Jesus that looks great on you" I say as he comes out of the wardrobe.

"I can't really tell how it looks, but it feels great" He says and comes closer. I move closer and stroke my hand over the chest pieces.

It's so solid. And the suit only gets half the credit.

We are at the Tower.
After stalling for 6 months, I finally got the guts to ask Tony for new suits.
Matt's design is absolutely flawless.

Wait.. I take it back.. it's not flawless...
The helmet has horns, which is cheesy as fuck.
He will definitely stab someone with those.

But it's red and black, lots of paddings (which he desperately needs), some nice shoes and that funky helmet.

"Try fighting me" I say, wanting him to test the suit. I get in a stance and put my hands up in front my face.

I can tell he rolls his eyes at me behind that mask.

"To test the suit dumbass" I clarify.

"Here?" He asks, a little insecure about my request.
I tilt my head and sight at him.

"She can take it" Tony say. He is wearing a cardigan and glasses while he's holding a needle with his teeth and stretching some fabrics.

"Thank you grandma" I say with a chuckle as I look him up and down. Tony gives me an offended look, then he gets ready with a comeback.

"You are not allowed to judge when you don't have something to judge off" He casually says while looking down at the fabric again.

My smirk quickly drops and my arms relax a little.
I quickly glance over at Matt, and he's chuckling.

"That's cold" I say as I grin my eyes at Tony.

I get back up in my stance.
"Hit me" I say.

Matt gets in his stance.
"If you insist" He says.

He throws a very weak punch. I dodge it, grab his wrist and pull him towards me.
I hook my knee up and hit him in the torso.

I let go, and stand up straight again.

"How did that feel?" I ask as I look at him.

"Definitely not as hard as it usually feels" He says while he rubs his torso to make sure he's fine.

"So it didn't hurt?" I ask.

"Nope" He says.

"Well that's good" I say.
I turn around, look over at the table with equipment.
I grab one of the scissors, spin around again and throws the scissors at his calf.

The scissors hits his calf, but bounces off.

"Ouuuuch" He says and grabs his calf.

"You could have stabbed me" He asks as he bounces on one leg.

"Ok so it hurt, but you didn't sustain an injury" I say and walks to him.

I double check his calf, and the suit doesn't have a scratch.

"This is good stuff Tony..." I say as I turn towards him.

"It's not bulletproof... so don't shoot him" Tony says concerned.

"You are so boring Tony..." I say with a biggest sarcasm ever.
But Matt isn't smiling.

"I won't shoot you" I say giving him a grin.

"You promise?" He double checks.

"I swear on my dead mothers life" I answer as I put my hand on my chest, and the other in the air.
He still looks unsure. Even after my pinky promise.