It was easier than Amelia thought, getting through to Bambi. That afternoon she snuck into Tony's office to pull his schedule from the computer, squashing another bought of anger as she discovered numerous files already signifying a change in leadership. Tony really had given it a lot of thought, he'd even put in a request for a notary to be sent.
"And I know the perfect person for the job." Amelia whispered to herself as she requested one Natalie Rushman to get the job done.
The next morning Amelia skipped over to the glass doors, light smile on her face as she opened it on a familiar face. "Natalie." Amelia greeted, gesturing for the redhead to come in. "How are you finding it at Stark Industries?"
"I think I've adjusted well." Romanoff replied, tall black heels clicking on the marble floors as Amelia led her through the mansion, the hem of her sleek black trousers swishing at her ankles and she had a folder stuffed with paperwork under her arm. "So many opportunities here."
The two shared a knowing smile before arriving at the gym where Tony circled Happy in the boxing ring, black hood covering his sweaty features.
"The notary's here." Amelia announced, spying Pepper over by the wall, typing away on her phone.
The ginger burst to her feet as Amelia led Romanoff over. "Can you please come sign the paperwork." Pepper requested, setting her phone aside to glance over the files Romanoff showed her.
"I'm on Happy time." Tony called back, red gloved fists raised, the two bouncing on their toes. Tony elbowed Happy in the nose, sending him stumbling back with a startled look. "Sorry." He apologized.
"What the hell was that?" Happy blurted, adjusting the padding strapped to his head.
"It's called mixed martial arts." Tony answered, dancing on the balls of his feet. "It's been around for... three weeks."
"It's called dirty boxing, there's nothing new about it."
"You're wasting the notary's time." Amelia called, leaning against the wall with her arms crossed as she watched.
Tony twisted with a frown, mouth open to make some offhand comment and he promptly shut it when he saw Natasha raise those bold green eyes. "I promise you this is the only time I will ask you to sign over your company." Pepper didn't look up from the file as she spoke but Amelia still saw her blue eyes twitch over to her.
"I need you to initial each box." Romanoff instructed, offering a pen.
Happy tapped Tony's hooded head with his glove, drawing his attention back to the sparring match. "Lesson one," Happy began, "Never take your eye off..."
Tony thrust a foot out, kicking Happy in the chest and the man tripped back into the corner, bouncing off the rubber barriers. "That's it." Happy rang the bell, unstrapping the headguard, "I'm done."
"What's your name, lady?" Tony pointed at Romanoff, grabbing his bottle full off... well whatever ridiculous smoothie he had himself on and Amelia turned her nose at the murky green liquid.
"Rushman." Romanoff lied, "Natalie Rushman."
"Front and centre." Tony instructed, tapping the rubber rings and curling his finger at the spy, "Come into the church."
"No." Pepper objected, "You're seriously not gonna ask..."
"If it pleases the court." Tony held up a finger, nodding to himself, "Which it does."
"It's no problem." Natasha assured, handing Amelia the binder and stepping over to the boxing ring, slipping off her black heels.
"I'm sorry." Pepper apologized, following Amelia to take a seat opposite her on the cream leather armchairs. "He's very eccentric."
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Graduation: Chapter Two of the Fireheart Saga
FanfictionAll her life Amelia has dreamed of following in her father's footsteps, of inheriting the company her grandfather founded, and following the turbulent arrival of Iron Man in their lives she can finally see her goal in sight. Unfortunately, as alway...
