[Three days later, it's the weekend. MORGAN perches on the bed and closes her eyes to talk to her QAI.]
MORGAN [thinking]: Okay, I need a suit.
QAI: Generating a template...
MORGAN [out loud, in surprise]: Wait, seriously?
QAI: You'll need your full-length mirror to do the styling details.
MORGAN [bewildered]: Okay...
[She stands in front of her full-length mirror, awestruck. QAI has overlaid a basic Iron Man suit over her reflection. It's a silvery metal color, with an almost mirror finish. Early the next morning, she goes to her dad's old workshop and tries to peer into the dusty suit-making machine, which has mechanical noises coming from it.]
MORGAN [eager]: When will it be done?
QAI: In a couple of hours.
[A couple hours later, MORGAN tries on just the helmet. She shrieks in delight at the heads-up display.]
MORGAN [grinning]: This is AWESOME!
[The heads-up display (HUD) is currently showing crosshairs over her eye, and code is scrolling on the left side. Once she's in the whole blue-and-red suit, she tries hovering, with the helmet open.]
MORGAN [thinking]: So this is how Dad and Mom must've felt...
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Daughter: Issue 1
Fanfiction"Twenty years after Tony Stark's heroic death, his daughter Morgan is taking on the family business and carrying on his LEGACY." What Morgan didn't inherit was her mother Pepper's practicality, or her father's genius. Now Pepper is in the hospital f...
