Stealing Hearts

Chapter 5 - First Flight

Veronica Stark's POV

"Day 11, test 37, configuration 2.0. For lack of a better option, Dummy is still on fire safety. If you douse me again, and I'm not on fire, I'm donating you to a city college," Tony warns the robotic arm while I film the whole thing.

"Excuse me, am I really a worse option than a robotic arm? I have three P.h.Ds I know how to handle a fire extinguisher," I remind Tony with an annoyed look.

"Well I need you on camera duty."

"Whatever," I grumble to myself as I make sure the camera is trained on my brother.

"All right, nice and easy. Seriously, just gonna start off with 1% thrusting capacity." Good choice, since 10% sent him slamming into a wall. "And three, two, one." A wide smile breaks across my face as Tony steadily hovers a half meter off the ground. We finally did it, almost two weeks of little sleep and a million coffees we finally did it. After a second Tony lands back on the ground, a little harsher than we want but at least he lands on two feet. "Okay. Please don't follow me around with it, either, 'cause I feel like I'm gonna catch on fire spotaneously." I laugh to myself as I listen to Tony having a conversation with a robotic arm. "Just stand down! If something happens, then come in."

"I can't believe it worked," I smile at my brother who smiles back before focusing on round two.

"And again, let's bring it up to 2.5. Three, two, one." This time Tony lifts off quicker and higher, hovering for just a moment before he begins to slowly fly around.

"Tony if you ruin one of my cars or mess up my work space I will kill you!" I shout as he flys over his own work space and sends papers flying everywhere before getting dangerously close to the car he just got me with a new custom paint job. 

"Ok, this is where I don't want to be!"

"Anthony Edward Stark you better hope I don't find a scratch on my car!" I shout in warning as he flys over it.

"Oh, not the car, not the car!" Finally Tony flies away from the cars and back over to his work space where more papers go flying and then he flies straight towards me with his ass hovering a foot away from my face. "Could be worse! Could be worse! We're fine! Okay." Tony talks to himself as I glare at him.

"You won't be if you don't get your ass out of my face!" Finally Tony lands again, still not quite able to stick the landing.

Once again Dummy raises the extinguisher like he's about to spray Tony, who immediatley puts his hand up. "No! Uh-huh! Uh-huh! Uh-huh! Uh!" Once Dummy backs off Tony turns to me, a wide smile plastered on his face. "Yeah, I can fly." And with that I put down the camera and pull him into a hug.

"I can't believe you did it!" I squeal as I hug him tightly.

"No, we did it. I couldn't do it without you," Tony reminds me as he pulls away and pokes my nose. "You are the only person that I will ever admit is smarter than me."

"Thanks Tony," I tell him geniunely as I fully pull away a smile still on my face. "Now what do you say we test the rest of the suit."

With that I fully step away and robotic arms immediately move in to put the full suit, that I designed, on my brother, who is now fully incased in metal armor. "How do I look?" I take in the large gray suit and I smile even wider, if that's possible.

"Like a total badass."

"That's good...wait, don't I always look like a badass."

"No, normally you look like an asshole, but I think I did a pretty good job," I smirk. Even though I can't see his face, I know he is offended right now.