The Man with no Heart (Tony Stark) - ON HOLD

Freckles

*a few years later*

“GOD! MAKE HER STOP, J!”

I grabbed my own head, running downstairs to workshop and into my hot rod.

“Sir, I cannot, actually”

 “Oh, god…” I groaned “Call Happy!”

“As you wish, Sir” Jarvis spoke

“TONY!”

Ugh.

Why are ladies so hysterical? It seems like the world is ending, for Christ sake!

“Sir, Mr. Hogan is on the phone”

“HAPPY!” I groaned

“What’s wrong? I still have one hour before I…”

“Come now! I can’t take her anymore!”

“Oh, I bet you could, last night”

“C’mon, Hap. Save me”

“Nope”

“HAPPY… I have been running away from her since 8am!”

“That’s what you get when you lay early risers. No sleep and drama scenes”

“Yeah, right, will you come now?”

“I will go, in an hour.”

“You are fired...” I mumbled

“No I am not” I could basically hear him chuckle “See you in an hour, boss!”

“Ugh… J,…” I groaned, after he disconnected the call “Where is my…”

Oh.

What is her name again?

“… my assistant?”

“She is upstairs, Sir”

“Great! Tell her to bring me a coffee, now. Then I will convince her to…”

“Sir, you have been running away from her since 8am”

I immediately frowned. “Sh*t…” I leaned back against my comfortable seat “What exactly happened, last night?”

“Well, you started to…”

“It was a rhetorical question. I don’t need to know.”

I frowned as I watched U slowly moving in front of the hot rod, tragically dropping all the tools he tried to carry.

“Moron.” I sighed, watching him sadly motioning down.

“Do you wish a new assistant, sir”

“Yeah, a good one!”

 “But Sir, I have already tried to…”

“I do not mean physically, Jarvis…” I groaned

“Do you want me to remove the look from my searching list?”

“Actually, I do mean physically, yeah. But not only. I want some… someone good.”

“Can I add males to the searching list, Sir?”

I cannot believe my own AI just asked me such a question.

I was still in the process of believing it when Jarvis spoke again.

I guess my silence was obvious.

“As you wish, Sir”

“TONY!”