"Jarvis, queue flying myusak." Tony did a couple of spins and flips in air, scaring passersby and causing minor property damage the victims of which shrugged off with a good-natured, "Gosh darn that Iron Man."
Music blasted into Tony's helmet. "ONE IS THE LONELIEST NUMBER...."
"No!" Tony screamed. "Not this song, Jarvis. Never this song! You know how fragile I am!"
"ONE IS THE LONELIEST NUMBER!"
"Shut it off, Jarvis. Shut it off! MY PARENTS! BUCKY! RUSSIA! BORSCHT! HOMICIDE! SHELBYVILLE, INDIANA! Jarvis. Jarvis. JARVIS."
"Yes, Mr. Stark? I'm sorry for the delay. I had to step out for a moment."
"YOU'RE A MACHINE. YOU DON'T STEP, JARVIS. YOU BLOOP. YOU BLEEP, AND YOU BLOOP, JARVIS. THOSE ARE THE ONLY OPTIONS."
"I was testing your experimental new sarcasm feature, Mr. Stark."
Tony sighed. "Dang, I'm good." The music stopped.
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Tony, Tony
FanfictionThe struggles and setbacks of a guy named Tony Stark. Heard of him?
