•Night Angel•

CHAPTER LXXVI - REALLY? NATALIE RUSHMAN?.

April 2010. 11:47. Malibu, Los Angeles. CA.

Third Person POV

Sophia was with Tony and Happy at the gym, practicing Tony's reflexes and maneuvers. Happy was trying to get Tony to focus and to get better with his defense. Sophia had offered to teach him and help, but Tony's argument was that "He wanted to live".

Exaggerated.

As Tony threw punches, Sophia made a comment here and there, trying to help him and advise him a little. When Tony refused to let Sophia help because she might break his arm, she was going to dress nicely since she was going for brunch with Pepper later in the day, but Happy told her not to and to dress "sporty", because he might need her to help him demonstrate a few moves.

Now, Sophia always liked training with Happy. Every time since she moved to L.A, she trained with Happy almost everyday and it was fun, everything because of Happy's background as a fighter, he knew moves and a few things that helped Sophia and she also showed him a few things she had learned.

But not too many, so she didn't raise in him suspicion of what she did as a job.

Now that the cat was out of the bag, it was more fun to go against him. But, there was something he didn't know.

No matter how good of a boxer Happy was, Sophia was able to take him down in less than 5 seconds. All of his training wasn't compared to hers, so she held back most of the time. Also because she enjoyed how happy he was when he won the sparring match.

As Sophia watched her brother and friend fight, she saw Tony's bottle on the floor, which was filled with a strange dark looking liquid. Sophia frowned and pointed at the bottle.

-What is that in your bottle?.- Sophia asked as she leaned down and grabbed it. She turned it in her hand and looked at it strangely.

Tony turned to look at her and he shrugged.

-Chlorophyll.- He said as he kept on sparring with Happy. Sophia scrunched her nose.

-Chlorophyll? With what? Coca Cola?.- Sophia said as she looked strangely at her brother. Tony just kept on focusing on Happy, but his mind was running at a hundred miles.

What should he say? What can he say to her? What sort of excuse can he say so that Sophia can believe him? He was a genius but he sure was having trouble thinking about what excuse he should make up.

-No, it's dark because I made it with a few other things. I'm trying to stay a little healthy, ya know?.- Tony says and Sophia only raises her eyebrows.

Just as she is about to answer her brother, a pair of heels resonate in the hallway, and Pepper walks into the GYM.

-The notary's here! Can you please come sign the paperwork?.- She asks as she goes further inside the room.

-I'm on happy time!.- Tony says and Sophia laughs. She shakes her head as she watches her brother train with Happy. Tony avoids a few punches and Happy throws some more.

In a quick movement, Tony punches Happy on the face, right on the nose. Sophia winces and Happy looks at Tony, surprised.

-Sorry.- Tony says as he looks at Happy, raising a hand.

-What the hell was that?.- A surprised Happy asks and Sophia snorts.

-It's called mixed martial arts. It's been around for three weeks.- Tony says as he starts jumping from one foot to the other.

-It's called dirty boxing. There's nothing new about it.- Happy says a little indignation. Sophia nods in agreement and Tony rolls his eyes.

Just as Sophia takes her own water bottle to her lips and takes a sip, she sees the reflection of someone walking into the room through the mirror in front of her. A red curly mane becomes clear in the reflection and she instantly chokes on her drink.