Requested by: DianaMatrix
Warnings: mentions of alcohol
Prompt: 'I'm to sober for this!'
Reader type: best friend!reader (she/her pronouns)
Relationship type: platonic
Summary: Tony and you have issues with a llama. Tony wishes he wasn't sober.
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Crash! (Name) rolled over to face the direction that the noise had come from and opened her eyes. The room was a mess and, for some reason, Tony was sprawled in the remains of a dismantled piano (why do we even have that piano?) and an upturned speaker was sadly playing AC/DC.
Tony waved a feeble arm and waved her over. (Name) walked over to him and helped him up.
'What on earth are you doing down there?'
'I fell over chasing a llama dressed in an iron man costume.'
'I-I'm sorry...you what?!'
As if answering her question he pointed over to a llama that was chewing Pepper's beige couch.
'Awww its actually kinda cute'
The llama stopped chewing the couch, looked up and promptly spat the piece, that had been residing in its mouth for the past two minutes that they'd been staring at it, into (Name)'s face.
'Ew'
The llama bleated and continued eating, unfazed.
(Name) was done. Putting her foot down she screamed exasperatedly.
'THATS IT. THIS MEANS WAR!'
Tony stepped over the splintered piano.
'Shall we get it (Name)?'
'Oh, yes'
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'I'm to sober for this!'
Tony shouted as he hung onto the thin piece of rope that was attached to the rocket-boostered foot of a llama in an iron man costume.
'I have an idea on how to get you down, hang on.'
(Name) was standing on the balcony outside of the large penthouse window looking up at Tony.
The llama was almost at the top of the tower now (which isn't saying much as the pent house is like 3 floors from the top).
'Oh thanks....I'll try my best' as he said this his legs wiggled with anger.
Tony, always sarcastic when in danger.
Would he ever change?(Name) ran back inside and stood directly in the middle of the rug in the lounge.
'J.A.R.V.I.S how do I get to Mr. Stark's armoury?'
'Oh it's very easy Miss (Last name). Just step a little to the left and the elevator that is under your feet will do the rest'
'Thanks J.A.R.V.I.S'
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It's very windy today. I hope I can get there before a) the llamas boosters fail or b) It drifts off all together.
When (Name) got up there he was hanging onto the tip of the tower with his feet.
'(Full Name)!! You took your time!'
Slowing down the boosters on his suit She dropped down until they were level with his face.
'Well sorry for getting the thing necessary to rescue you'
'Help me down...or up...whichever'
'You'll need to let go with a hand to do that'
Begrudgingly he let go with his left hand and reached for (Name).
'Thank you--wah!'
The llama was moving away from the tower. Tony's grip was also apparently. He wouldn't be able to hold on for much longer.
'Reach further'
'I'm trying'
Finally (Name) got a hold of Tony... and let go.
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(Name)'s head hurt. A lot. Sitting up she glanced around the room. It was clean again, and the piano was fixed.
'Tonyyy?'
'Yes?'
His head popped up from behind the piano.
'You okay?'
'I'm okay, but my pride's not. That's definitely a little bruised.'
(Name) giggled.
'I'm guessing that this incident isn't going to be mentioned to the others?'
'Not. A. Word'
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Author's Note: I hope you enjoyed! If you couldn't tell it was based off the iron llama fanart that you can find on the internet.
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