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Not Another Iron Man Fanfiction *revised*


Just then Tony came running up the stairs. Things had obviously gotten done in my brief absence. He looked flushed with excitement.

"Iz," he gasped, "it works. I did it."

"Did...what?" I said, confused.

"That thing my dad hid inside the diorama? It's the atomic structure of an element. A brand new element, Iz."

It clicked in my head. "A cure! Does it work?"

“No, but it’s about to. Come on, kiddo, we’re going to do science.”

Tony’s first order of business: make holes in the walls and the floor. I decided to go with it, inthe name of science. His brilliant plan entailed building a mini-particle accelerator in the garage, and in order to accommodate the new addition, some parts of the house had to be, well, modified. As if there wasn’t already enough damage, what with the gaping hole in the floor of my room.

And as we worked, and ate pizza from time to time, we found ourselves talking to one another. Not merely a discussion on the equations or schematics, but actual chit-chat; almost imperceptibly and cordially at first, then with a gradual casualness that surprised me. Tonyhad spent most of childhood in boarding school, being ignored by his father. But it turned out his dad cared more about him than he ever let on. That was evident in the gift he had left us from beyond the grave.

The only thing that was completely taboo was Tony’s tenure in Afghanistan. But that, I totally understood.

"So, when we finally get this thing done, what are you gonna call it?” I asked, as I attempted to clean as we went. (Tony had left the lab a mess in his wake, which I couldn’t stand. The difference between girls working and guys working, I guess.)

“I don’t know,” he said. “I didn’t think about that.”

“Every element’s got to have a name.”

“Yeah.” He looked at me, thinking. “It’s pretty badass. How about…Badassium?” He lifted his arms in an attempt at being grandiose.

I snorted. “That’s not a real name!”

“It will be when I patent it!” Tony wagged a finger at me.

“Nobody’s gonna let you name an element ‘badassium,” I said, holding back my laughter.

Tony grinned. “Just let ‘em try! I have a right to name it whatever I want, I mean—I discovered it!”

“We,” I couldn’t help but correct, giggling. “We discovered it.”

“Eh,” said Tony, “you helped.”

I picked up some items and began clearing them away. "Mom called."

"Oh yeah?" Tony didn't look up. "What'd she say?"

"She was just checking up on me," I said. "She saw me on the news, kind of panicked...anyway, I calmed her down. She and Dad are sorting out a few things so their hearing runs more smoothly."

Tony nodded slowly. Then he sighed impatiently. "Look, Iz, I'm going to be honest with you. I was never shocked about what happened. Hell, I saw it coming a month after their honeymoon. Your folks were...just never a perfect fit."

I found myself agreeing. "I guess not."

"They're both brilliant people on their own," Tony went on. "But it was just-- maybe math is wrong and sometimes two positives end up making a negative."

"You're talking paradoxes," I said. "So I'm the negative?"

"Not you. Just their marriage." He tilted his head and examined me, once again as if I were a bug under a microscope. "You're something different."

"Maybe I'm the paradox," I said sarcastically.

"Yeah. Probably." He looked away as if indicating that the conversation was over, but there was one more thing I needed to know...

"Tony, if you knew all this crap was happening, why did you agree to let me stay with you?"

He raised his eyebrows at me. "We're not doing this."

"I'm just asking," I said evenly.

Tony groaned. It was a full five seconds before he spoke. "Okay. But do NOT tell anybody this, all right?"


He tilted his head arrogantly. "Five years ago a video of me leaked. It was not a flattering video. I was with a woman-- Rumiko Fujikawa*-- and we were kind of drunk..."

He trailed off. "Oh God," I said, disgusted.

"Funny, that's what she said too," Tony said. "Anyway, the video leaked. Your old dad routed them all out, shut them down, got the news to keep quiet about it...he literally saved my entire reputation. I figured I owed him a big favor; that's how business works."

I nodded. "Um. Okay, now I'm sort of wishing I didn't ask. But thanks anyway."

Tony looked up as if suddenly struck by something. "Hey, do you want some coffee? Because I'm totally feeling like some coffee right now." Tony pushed himself out of the chair he'd been sitting on. "Take five, kiddo. Break time."

*Rumiko (or Rumi) is an actual character from the comics, and (not counting Pepper) is my favorite out of all the women Tony's dated. Rumiko died in one of the Iron Man comic runs of the 90's. I just had to reference her somewhere!



I just read chapter 17 and if we're making Harry Potter referenes then all I have to say is.... FIFTY POINTS FOR GRIFENDOR!!!!

Natasha Barton Natasha Barton

YAY!!!! DRUCK TONY!!! Not that it's anything new! :)

Natasha Barton Natasha Barton

Whoa! This is so good! :)

Natasha Barton Natasha Barton

Keep writing!!!

Abbyfish Abbyfish

Good job, keep up the good work.

Alexdanger101 Alexdanger101