The Trickster Book 2 (Iron Man 2)

Debate

3rd P.O.V

"Mr. Stark, could we pick up now where we left off? Mr. Stark, please." The senator tried to get Tony's attention while hitting his hammer. Caleb, who sat next to his dad, pretended to yawn of boredom. 

"Yes, dear?" Tony said sweetly, causing his son to snort.  and the crowd to laugh.

"Can I have your attention?" The senator asked.

"Absolutely." 

"Do you or do you not possess any kind of specialized weapon?" Snator asked although everyone knew the answer.

Caleb looked at his dad and he did the same, then they both shrugged.

"I do not." Tony replied.

"You do not?"

"I do not," Tony paused and lookd back at Caleb. "Unless you have one that I do not know about-?"

"Nope," Caleb shook his head. "No weapon... Well, it depends on how you define the word 'weapon'."

"The Iron Man weapon." The senator stated.

"My device does not fit that description." Tony denied.

"Well... how would you describe it?"

"I would describe it by defining it by what it is, Senator." Tony said.

Caleb looked at him with a frown. That was one hell of a complicated sentence to say something really simple. Not that he minded.

"As?" Senator asked.

"It's a High-Tech prostesis."  The corwd laughed at Tony's words. "That is- that is- that's actually the ost apt description I can make of it."

"It's a weapon. it's a weapon, Mr. Stark."

Caleb scoffed.

"Please, if your priority was actually the well-being of the American citizen-"

"My priority is to get the Iron Man weapon turned over to the people of the United States of America." The Senator cut Caleb off.

"Well, you can forget it." Tony stated as everyone fell silent. "I am Iron Man. The suit and I are one." The flashes started again. "To turn over the Iron Man suit would be to turn over myself and my son, which is tantamount to indentured servitude or prostitution, depending on what state you're in." Laughs were heard. "You can't have in."

"look, I'm no expert-"

"In prostitution?" Caleb cut him off mockingly. "Of course not. You,re a Senator. Come on."

Laughs were heard again as Tony shook his head at his son with a grin on his face. Pepper looked at Tony and gave him a look that said cut-it-off, but Tony just shrugged and pointed at Caleb. She gave him another look and the smile slipped off his face. He shook his head in question and she shook her head back. Tony then nudged his son, but the latter completely ignored his father, still supporting a shit eating grin on his face.

"I'm no expert in weapons." The Senator continued. "We have somebody here who is an expert on weapons. I'd now like to call Justin Hammer, our current primary weapons contractor." The two Satraks turned to a blond man wearing a grey suit who had just entered the room. 

"Let the record reflect that I observed Mr. Hammer entering the chamber, and I am wondering if and when any actual expert will also be in attendance." Tony said, putting the accent on also.

The crowd laughed and Hammer took a sip of water while the Senator slammed his hammer down.

Justin laughed falsely.