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“TONY,” Pepper screams.
“Shit,” he says under his breath, looking to Bruce.
“Are you seriously building an all knowing robot,” she asks once she makes it to the lab. “Hi, Bruce.”
“Hi Pepper,” he replies.
“But hon, it’ll be perfect for people.”
“Just make a bunch of JARVIS, he’s perfect enough.”
“Thank you, Miss Potts,” the AI says over a speaker.
“But JARVIS can only do so much.”
“And what is this going to prove? You already have Iron Man and the Avengers.”
“But what if we can’t be there?”
“Tony?”
“Yes dear?”
“There are probably others out there that do what you and the others do. Let them handle it.”
“But babe-”
“I said no, Tony. Bruce, would you like some tea?”
“I would like that, Pepper, thank you,” Bruce replies with a smile.
“So sorry Tony has wasted your time when he is perfectly capable of not having the world under his control.”
“But New York-,” Tony starts to say.
“You need to keep going to therapy and not with Bruce,” she interrupts him.
“Thank you,” Bruce whispers.
Tony was beginning to pout and Pepper holds his face. “I know you want to help as much as you can but making a robot like that would make things worse. I thought you would’ve learned from all the sci-fi you enjoy,” she explains. Tony looks down. “We don’t want a HAL situation,” he says. She kisses the top of his head. “Exactly, now are you come up for drinks with myself and Bruce?”
“Uh, I’ll be up in a second.”
“Actually, not making it a question anymore. Come up for drinks.”
Tony huffs. “Fine.”
“Good, JARVIS, start the kettle please?”
“Already on it, Miss Potts.”
“Thank you, now c’mon you two.”
Bruce and Tony look at each other, Bruce shrugs, following Pepper up the stairs and Tony follows, sulking.