[1] Taeyong Lee-Stark and the League of Heroes

16 - You Can Have It!

PREVIOUSLY ON: League of Superheroes

During the Senate meeting, Stern tries his hardest to get the Iron Man suit in his grasp, with an edged-on Tony Stark who plays his cards right and never allows for that to happen. The Iron Man suit is his, it's now a part of him and with it, he's just brought world peace. When everyone is hell bent on trying to take his suit, he remains firm in his stance to protect it.

Everyone's trying to replicate, even Justin Hammer. 

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Tony walked bright and early into his lab, Malibu Mansion and all. He grinned and with a skip to his step entered his pin, opened the lab door and strolled in through with the confidence of a thousand gods. "Wake up, Daddy's home!" Tony called, his grin stretching further as everything around him started to buzz with life.

Jarvis' voice rang through the air, sharp and clear as always. "Welcome home, sir. Congratulations on the opening ceremonies. They were such a success, as was your Senate hearing. And may I say how refreshing it is to finally see you in a video with your clothing on, sir."

Tony chuckled under his breath, "smartass." When a particular sound of a blender being used started up, Tony whirled around and squinted his eyes at one of the many robots in his lab "You!" Said robot (called You for now) was trying to make a smoothie, without the blender. After being called upon by Tony, the robot accidentally knocked over the blender and Tony watched as the green liquid spilled across the floor.

"I swear to G-d I'll dismantle. I'll soak your motherboard. I'll turn you into a wine rack," the threatened with ease, watching his device lower it's mechanical crane, almost mimicking a dog pouting and looking down. Tony rolled his eyes and went over to pick up another smoothie, "how many ounces a day of this gobbledegook am I supposed to drink?" he asked, into the lab.

"We are up to 80 ounces a day to counteract the symptoms, sir." Jarvis replied, effortlessly.

"What symptoms?" a small voice asked.

Tony flinched and spun around to face his son, sitting by his desk, already up and early with his pajamas still on. "Right... how long have you been sitting there?"

"I slept here," Taeyong replied, turning back to You (guess that's the robot's official name now) "please do clean up. There's some wet wipes in the cupboard over there," Taeyong waved his hand in a certain direction.

Tony tilted his head and watched as his robot started to slowly drive itself over to their cleaning supply. He then went over to Taeyong and sat on his desk, looking down at his son, who was now spinning on his chair. "Right, why did you sleep down here?" Tony asked.

"Science project," Taeyong said.

"Young Taeyong was rewatching the Senate news and looking through your new Mark designs, Sir." Jarvis answered.

Taeyong furrowed his brows and looked up at the ceiling, "snitch!"

"Ah, ah, don't fight. Right, well no more staying down here at night. There's a reason why you have a bedroom. Go up and freshen... everything."

Taeyong pouted but nodded, "they're not taking the suits away are they?"

Tony shook his head, "I sorted it out."

"Dad," Taeyong exhaled largely, amusing Tony a great deal. "This isn't Obadiah, this is the government. You know, the big guys. Mrs Johnny says that they're very powerful and even harder to beat."

Tony grinned, "well it's a good thing I'm just as powerful. Now seriously, go shower or something." He poked Taeyong's sides, smiling as the kids squirmed and giggled, pulling away to run back upstairs. Once Taeyong was gone Tony's smile slowly withered away and he was met with reality. He took a chance to sit down in his own seat and take a sip of his green smoothie before he looked at his desktop.