plurk shenanigans regarding her little boy

[fearmymartini]

Ex-....excuse me? A son? I have no child, Missy. I haven't even a husband, and to have a son, I would have need for a husband. This is all very flattering--except for the part where the Engineering King admires my ah...assets--but I have charities to organize and functions to plan. I intend to see that orphanage's water pipes repaired, and the canned food drive for the shelters need to be scheduled.

Send my love to, ah...little Tony...I am certain that he will be a charming little boy.

Sincerely
Maria Collins Carbonell

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[allihave]

Is your handler causing you trouble?

[fearmymartini]

Only in her excited, spastic exploits. She really must calm herself.

[allihave]

I've noticed that they do that. It's easiest to just ignore them.

[She offers her hand to the woman that will one day give birth to her employer and boyfriend.]

Pepper Potts, it's a pleasure to meet you.

[fearmymartini]

Perish the thought she puts a tag on me!

[ a chuckle, and then acceptance of the proffered hand. ]

Marie Collins Carbonell. The pleasure is all mine, Ms. Potts.

[allihave]

[She smiles brightly and gives Maria's hand a firm shake.]

The worst is when they start creating something called 'head cannon'. Creating bits of your life for their own entertainment.

If you need any sort of help don't hesitate to ask.

[fearmymartini]

Yes. I agree. If children's tales weren't already the most imaginative stories.

I appreciate the offered assistance, Ms. Potts. If I run into a spot of trouble (which I am want to do) I shall be sure to call on you.

[allihave]

I'm no stranger to trouble Miss. Carbonell. Unfortunately my employer is quite the handful.

[gold_titanium_man]

I'm not little anymore, mom. But these muns taking us from such weird points.... not sure about that.

1/?

[fearmymartini]

"Mom"?

2/?

[fearmymartini]

I have no...

[fearmymartini]

Oh! But then--!

okay, done!

[fearmymartini]

Are you little Anthony?

[gold_titanium_man]

Not little, but yeah, I'm Tony. [yes, he's defensive about that]

[fearmymartini]

Why...you look like Howard Stark. It's quite odd, since I have no inclination to--

[fearmymartini]

Wait.

[fearmymartini]

[ oh. ]

Who is your father?

[gold_titanium_man]

My last name is Stark, mom. [this was the strangest conversation he could have ever imagined he'd be in]

[fearmymartini]

That's... [ Howard Stark. She can put two and two together. And...well...Howard is in his forties, and she's just passed her twenty-second birthday... ] Well. He is handsome.

[gold_titanium_man]

...Dad's a scumbag. [his mother is so young... his father was about twice her age]

[billionaire_dad]

Now this is certainly a blast from the past. You are looking as lovely as ever, Miss Carbonell.

[fearmymartini]

Flatterer.

[billionaire_dad]

Not to sound cliche, but it's really not flattery when it is true.

[She's definitely a sight for sore eyes.]

[fearmymartini]

Are you attempting to charm me?

[billionaire_dad]

Who me? [Mock innocent expression is go.] I wouldn't dare.

[fearmymartini]

Hmm. You would. What is the famous mechanical genius doing outside of his workshop.