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𝐒𝐀𝐂𝐑𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐎, 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐀
TONY
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'Tony Stark,' Riri's mother folded her arms over her chest suspiciously. 'This must be something significant if you're at my doorstep.'
There was just something about Ronnie Williams that made her the best mother Tony had the honour of meeting. Regardless of her initial reluctance to have her daughter build her armoured suit to defend the world, she had come to realize that getting in her way to protect her would only make things worse between their relationship. She was the mother who would love everything Riri Williams achieved and continued to support her endeavours.
Mrs Williams was a tall woman, Riri taking much of her features. The choppy, curly hair and the rigid-looking dark eyes which held a tenacity to them. Even much so, her mother was one of the brightest doctors in the medical world. So technically, he should be exalting this woman.
Tony had high hopes for this conversation. He was going to ask permission on behalf of his mentee to take her on this overseas excursion to take down one of the most vicious crime syndicate to exist.
The young genius girl stood beside him silently, not wanting for this collapse into shit. She was hesitant and grumbled about not being a child. She didn't need permission from her parent when the world was at stake here but Tony begged to differ. Riri was still a kid with a concerned parent. He had to give leeway for acceptance.
'Yeah, about that,' Tony mused quietly as he leaned into the balustrade, 'it's greater than world domination. Just for a fact.'
'For a fact,' Mrs Williams continued, 'that sounds morbid.'
No doubt that she hated him. Hated him for culturing this intellect that her daughter had been gifted with to defend the world. A young girl who should be in public school instead of Tony Stark's basement serving on mechanical hoo-ha that could change the state of science itself. Which could answer the question behind why she wasn't allowing him inside the house and having this conversation in their porch.
And also because he had trashed her pots of daisies while pulling up on the driveway. Not that he minded, he just needed the green light.
'Riri,' Mrs Williams made the eyes at Riri, craning her head to the door. She sighed out loud in defeat, looking at Tony with a squint before ushering herself out of the conversation.
'How is she doing?' Mrs Williams asked, her gaze still firm on him. Tony knew she was only heavy because of the burden of worry that lay on her shoulders. He slid his shades off his face, tucking it between his collar to show that he was leaving no holes bared.
