You put on your suit and clanked over to the empty elevator shaft. The new additions had added some weight to the suit. As if it wasn't heavy enough. Gunther watched you worriedly.
"Are you sure that this'll work?" He asked you."There's only one way to find out!" you paused "That was a good line, wasn't it?"
He laughed and nodded."Good..." you took a deep breath and dug your heels down, and then you shot up in the air like a coke bottle filled with mentos... Oh, you would kill for a coke right now. You winced as you slammed against one of the concrete walls, you put the pressure off of the soles of the boots and the boosters immediately died down. You realized that you were twenty feet in the air... Shit. You yelped as you plummetted down, but fortunately one of Gunther's actuators caught you, the two of you looked at each other... And burst out laughing.
"Oh-Oh man that-that takes me back!" you cackled, remembering all of the failed tests that would beat you and Tony up.
"Oh you should have seen me testing with these-" Gunthers paused, his hand slowly dropped... He was gesturing to the actuators. You raised an eyebrow at his sudden change of mood.
"Who does the implants anyway?" you asked.
"So those do not work-" he pointed to your feet.
"You're avoiding my question-"
"But your boots are protection enough-"
"Gunther-" you warned.
"Do the repulsors work?"You rolled your eyes under your helmet and shrugged "Lemme down and I'll put those boots on, then we can try them out."
His actuator set you down, you took off your helmet, and it hissed as you took it off. You let out a relieved sigh, Gunther was staring at you again with that intense gaze, you gave a nervous laugh. "What?" you asked.
"Is it odd that I find you incredibly attractive when you take off that helmet?" he asked.
You remembered the look on his face when the two of you first met. When you believed that he was hellbent on killing you. You couldn't help but smile at the memory, it seemed like it was so long ago...
"I'm not conventionally attractive by any means-"
"Neither am I."You scoffed at that "Oh stop! You have that rugged, mysterious leader thing going for you."
"Oh do I?" He asked, stepping towards you."Yeah, you do..." You stepped towards him, he slowly started to lean over until-
"Time to go blow some shit up lovebirds!" Anura chimed, one of her actuators gave a little wave, and you and Gunther stepped back. Gunther glared at her.
"Some privacy would be-" he started.
"Oh we've given you enough privacy and alone time, stars know you needed it-"
"What the hell is that supposed to mean?!"
"It means that you get no bitches... Not anymore." she winked at you, you turned bright red. "You said this morning, it's now this morning. I'll give you five minutes." she cackled as she disappeared up the elevator shaft.
"...Check to see if she's really gone," Gunther ordered, one of his actuators snaked over and checked, it chittered something at Gunther and he let out a relieved sigh. "Oh thank God. Now, where were we?" he turned to you, who had just finished putting on the rubber boots. You bit your lip as you looked at the boosters."We were idiots thinking that these would be ready by the first trial," you muttered.
"It's been a while since I've done this... trial and error lab work." He exhaled as he looked at the attachments on the worktable "I can be... impulsive with these kinds of projects." he admitted.
"When was the last time you've done one of these?" you asked.
Gunther let out a tired laugh "I-I don't want to get into that."
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Solar Flares-Doc Ock (Raimi) x AFAB Reader
FanfikceWhat if Otto didn't listen to Peter, what if the fusion reactor stayed on? Well, the world would fucking explode into a dystopian nightmare, that's what fucking happened. Oscorp has the world in its corporate clutches, choosing who lives and who die...