CIVIL WAR PT 2

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[Soft piano is playing. Tony Stark's mother, Maria, sits at a piano. A young Tony is on the couch.]
Maria Stark: Try to remember the kind of September. When grass was green . . . [She stops singing as Howard Stark walks in, but continues playing.] Wake up, dear, and say goodbye to your father.

Howard Stark: Who's the homeless person on the couch?[Tony, wearing a Santa hat, staggers to his feet and chuckles.]

Young Tony Stark: This is why I love coming home for Christmas . . . right before you leave town.

Maria Stark: Be nice, dear, he's been studying abroad.

Howard Stark: Really, which broad? What's her name?

Young Tony Stark: Candice.[Howard pulls of Tony's hat.]

The students of Hogwarts are in awe of the technology, The adults in the room are starting to see how far behind they are as they exclude themselves. 

Howard Stark: Do me a favor? Try not to burn the house down before Monday.

Young Tony Stark: Okay, so it's Monday. That is good to know. I will plan my toga party accordingly. Where you going?

Maria Stark: Your father's flying us to the Bahamas for a little getaway.

Howard Stark: We might have to make a quick stop.

Young Tony Stark: At the Pentagon. Right? Don't worry, you're gonna love the holiday menu at the commissary.[Maria stops playing the piano.]

Howard Stark: You know, they say sarcasm is a metric for potential. If that's true, you'll be a great man some day. I'll get the bags.[He walks out of the room, and Maria stands up.]

Maria Stark: He does miss you when you are not here. And frankly, you're going to miss us. Because this is the last time we're all going to be together. You know what's about to happen. Say something. If you don't, you'll regret it.[Howard walks back in.]

Young Tony Stark: I love you, Dad. And I know you did the best you could.[Maria leans in to kiss Tony on the cheek, and when she leans back, an older Tony Stark is standing in the background. Howard and Maria walk out, leaving the two Tonys.]

Tony Stark: That's how I wished it happened. Binarily Augmented Retro-Framing, or BARF. God, I gotta work on that acronym. An extremely costly method of hijacking the hippocampus to . . . clear traumatic memories. Huh.[He blows on a candle and everything around him shimmers, then starts to dissolve. It's a hologram.]

ADD TEXT Tony sighs wishing that was how the moment went in reality  

Tony Stark: It doesn't change the fact that they never made it to the airport . . . or all the things I did to avoid processing my grief, but . . . [He takes off his glasses.] Plus, 611 million dollars for my little therapeutic experiment? No one in the right mind would've ever funded it.[He is standing on a stage in front of a large crowd. A sign reads MIT Alumni Honors: Tony Stark.]

Tony Stark: Help me out, what's the MIT mission statement? "To generate, disseminate . . . and preserve knowledge. And work with others . . . to bring it to bear on the world's great challenges." Well, you are the others. And, quiet as it's kept . . . the challenges facing you are the greatest mankind's ever known. Plus, most of you are broke.[The crowd chuckles.]

Tony Stark: Oh, I'm sorry. Rather, you were. As of this moment . . . every student has been made an equal recipient of the Inaugural September Foundation Grant. As in . . . all of your projects have just been approved and funded.[The crowd breaks out in applause and cheering.]

Tony Stark: No strings, no taxes... just re-frame the future! Starting now.[The teleprompter above the audience reads. 'Now I would like to introduce the head of the foundation: Pepper Potts.' Tony stares at it sadly.]

ADD TEXT "Don't fret everybody we probably will get back together, she can't resist my charms and sexy looks" Tony boasts 

"Don't lie, you probably begged her to take you back" Loki says with a sly smirk 

everyone bursts out laughing and Tony pouts sending Loki a death glare 

Tony Stark: Go break some eggs.[He exits the stage.]

MIT teacher: Wow. Wow. That uh . . . that took my breathe away. Oh, Tony! So generous. So much money! Wow! Out of curiosity . . . will any portion of that grant be made available to faculty? I know, "Ooh, gross," but hear me out. I have got this killer idea for a self-cooking hot dog. Basically, chemical detonator embedded . . .[Tony is not listening.]

Tony Stark: Restroom's this way, yeah?

MIT teacher: Yeah. Embedded in the meat shaft.

Stark's Assistant: Mr. Stark, I am so sorry about the teleprompter. I didn't know Miss Potts had cancelled. They didn't have time to fix it.

Tony Stark: It's . . . fine. I'll be right back.

MIT teacher: We'll catch up later.[Tony steps into a quiet corridor. He loiters by the men's room, then glances back at the stage door before walking towards the elevator. A woman in sober clothes is also waiting. Tony stops and turns his back to the wall.]

Mrs. Spencer: That was nice, what you did for those young people.

Tony Stark: Ah, they deserve it. Plus, it helps ease my conscience.

Mrs. Spencer: They say there's a correlation between generosity and guilt. But if you've got the money . . . break as many eggs as you like. Right?[He narrows his eyes and half smiles, then turns to face the elevator. He looks surprised to find the button unlit and pushes it himself.]

Tony Stark: Are you going up?

Mrs. Spencer: I'm right where I want to be.[She digs in her handbag, Tony grabs her wrist. He realizes what he's done.]

 "Don't put her hands on her!" 

"Shut up women, he didn't mean too and she could have been pulling out a weapon. our jobs come with side affects not all positive" Natasha glares at the women 

 Tony Stark: Okay, okay. Hey! Sorry, it's an occupational hazard.

Mrs. Spencer: I work for the State Department. Human Resources. I know it's boring . . . but it enabled me to raise a son. I'm very proud of what he grew up to be.[She shoves a photo at him.]

Mrs Spencer: His name was Charlie Spencer. You murdered him. In Sokovia. Not that it matters in the least to you. You think you fight for us. You just fight for yourself.[Tony shakes his head.]

Mrs Spencer: Who's going to avenge my son, Stark? He's dead . . . and I blame you.[She turns and walks away, leaving Tony standing by the elevator with a grim frown.]

Tony looks away in guilt "She had no right blaming you Tony, It was a groups punishment and you don't get to solely take the blame for any lives lost" Steve told Tony 

"We all share the burden together as a team or not it doesn't matter if we aren't together anymore we are a family" Natasha tells all the avengers, they send her understanding smiles 

The adults in the room send sympathetic smiles to the avengers 

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Here have a Shitty chapter, working on the next one hopefully it will be better 

I'm thinking of maybe doing a pjo react to Percy's life book one fic for each book? gonna make it a no percabeth because i hate Annabeth a lot 

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