I was in the garage finishing my suit when I heard a noise. Uncle Tony would be furious if he knew, but I was gonna fly to the Avengers compound. I might not be allowed to fight, but I can help them with the time travel stuff.
I also fixed up the suit that Uncle Tony had been working on for years. It was the suit Helena had been working on before Thanos showed up, before more than half of my family vanished.
"Uncle Tony?" I asked, and he jumped.
"What are you doing awake?" He asked.
"Ditto," I told him as I looked at what he was working on. "You're not."
"No, of course not," Uncle Tony said as I looked at what he had up.
"So that didn't work out well," I said at the failed run.
"No shit, Sherlock," Uncle Tony said.
"Haha," I said as I looked at it closely. "Mobius strip."
"What? You're crazy," Uncle Tony asked as he changed a few things and talked to FRIDAY. "Look at a mod inspiration, let me see what checks out. So, recommend one last sim before we pack it in for the night. This time, in the shape of a...
"Mobius strip, inverted," I said and Uncle Ton gave me a look. "Please?"
"Do it," Uncle Tony told FRIDAY.
"Processing," FRIDAY said.
"Give me that eigenvalue. That, particle factoring, and spectral decomp," Uncle Tony said as I looked at it nervously. "Gotta take a second. Just a moment. And don't worry if it doesn't pan out. I'm just kinda-"
"Uncle Tony," I said in shock.
"Model rendered," FRIDAY said, and I laughed.
"Shit!" Uncle Tony swore, and then I heard an adorable little voice say it from behind us.
"Shit!" Morgan echoed.
"Language," I scolded her.
"You sound just like her," Uncle Tony sighed before looking at Morgan. "What are you doing up, Little Miss?"
"Shit," Morgan repeated.
"Great, now she's gonna name a stuffed animal after it," I said.
"No. We don't say that," Uncle Tony told Morgan. "Only Mommy says that word. She coined it, it belongs to her."
"Why you up?" Morgan asked.
"'Cause I got some important shit going on here," Uncle Tony said. "What do you think? No, I got something on my mind. I got something on my mind."
"Was it Juice Pops?" Morgan asked.
"Sure was," Uncle Tony said.
"That's extortion," I praised Morgan.
"Great minds think alike," Uncle Tony said. "Juice Pops, exactly was on my mind."
"I'm gonna go work on something," I said. "Let me know if you go, because if you don't, I'm going on my own."
~*~
The next morning, I was basically stealing my Uncle's car when he walked up. "Are you stealing my car?" Uncle Tony asked.
"Of course not," I said defensively. "I'm borrowing it."
"Well, if you're driving," Uncle Tony said as he put a few things in the trunk.
"You're coming with?" I asked.
"Yep, but only if you promise not to time travel," Uncle Tony said. "You would tell them how to do it, and I can't let you go."
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Helena Stark: A WWII Legacy
RandomHelena Anne Winifred Stark has gone by many names. First, she was Helena Stark, a bit of a wild card with a brilliant mind. Second, she became Helena Rosa, wife to an amazing officer who gave his life during the Second World War. After the death of...
