iwasgoingtomakeyouanomelette:

“Do you really trust me with my own company?I thought you were smarter.”

“I could spare to loose a few more with you.”

“You’re the only person I trust with your own company, because you know, it is your company.”

“I wonder how many times you’ve used that on other women. I’ll pass. Try again when you have something more original.”

iwasgoingtomakeyouanomelette:

“The fact your face says something else and you are single handedly running a multi billionaire dollar company.”

“A little.”

“Well, you know, you can always help if you’re so concerned about my well being, Tony.”

“A little isn’t enough, Tony.”

iwasgoingtomakeyouanomelette:

“You alright there Pep?”

“Stocks are up,I got a great girl and I’m starting to be able to get a little sleep.”

“Of course. I’m fine, Tony. Why wouldn’t I?”

“A little?”

tincanwithaplan:

He had been moving to follow her when she turned around, hands up. “I didn’t say it’s been two weeks since I’ve eaten, I do get hungry, I have snacks that I get into. I can feed and bathe myself. I was pointing out us. Sitting down. You and me, no one else, none of the business or anything like that.” He offered her a quick smile to try and placate her. At least his intentions had worked. They were now off onto another topic that he could control much easier. “Come on, Pep. I’m trying to give you a treat here. This is part of my on going mission of saying ‘thank you for all you do and have done and will do and putting up with me.’”

“You’re giving me a treat? Wow, way to go on making me feel like a dog. No, thank you, Tony. I have work to do and you have things to do. Thank you for offering but… I’ll take a raincheck.” Without another word, Pepper turned on her heel, leaving the workshop in its entirety as the clicking of her heels soon disappear. 

iwasgoingtomakeyouanomelette:

“You’d tell me other wise. I’ve been great,never better.”

“I would tell you if I wasn’t doing fine? Sure, why wouldn’t I?”

“Oh? Why is that?”

tincanwithaplan:

“You are doing that thing. You know, where you overanalyze and pick at all the little details.” He moved over, resting his hands on her shoulders, pushing them down before offering her a smile. “Well, I thought it summed it up nicely. It was the best that I could come up with on such short notice. Besides, I think you’d know the details better than I do on what would be changed.”

He thought about it. “I see nothing wrong with that statement, you know.” He backtracked though, moving to follow, keeping up with her, just a few steps behind though. “Come on, Pep. Five minutes won’t kill the company. If I didn’t kill the company back before Iron Man, I would safely say that it is nearly unsinkable at this point. Just nearly. We’re not the Titanic at least.” He reasoned. “Come, have dinner with me. When’s the last time either one of us sat down to eat? I’m pretty sure I’m going somewhere on two weeks. We’ll have a nice dinner, just you and me. We’ll even eat out on the balcony where no one else can bother us, what about that?” He offered, deciding that it was best to ignore the music comment and work around it instead.

“I know what you’re doing, Tony. Dinner will not be something that could make me forget about the topic of turning your music down. But since you said it so nicely, I suppose dinner would be great.” Pepper rolled her eyes at the mention of two weeks without eating, only he would know that that would be the one thing that would irk her. “Two weeks? Are you kidding me?” Stopping herself from walking, Pepper turned around to face him. “Do I have to make sure that you take daily showers too, Tony? It’s food. You can’t skip a few weeks before having a meal.” The company and his music was completely out of her mind at this point and despite it being Tony’s plan to derive her attention elsewhere, she didn’t care at this point. 

iwasgoingtomakeyouanomelette:

“Hey Pepper,how’s my favorite gal?”

“I’m doing fine, thank you. And how are you?”

tincanwithaplan:

“Not at all? Are you sure? After all I’ve done for you, Pep, this is the way you choose to tell me now?” He said with a mock hurt look, briefly considering his life. “That is an excellent question. Haven’t the time to really consider it, but I can safely assure you that ‘different’ would sum it up nicely.”

“Of course we can. We always like to do whatever we want. And it’s still rude. Fine, I’ll make an agreement with you. We’re both being entirely too rude and you should be the bigger woman and stop first. Deal? How about that?” He raised an eyebrow at her. “The company is fine. I don’t see what the big deal is right now. Look, we’re going up in stocks, we’re doing well with the energy ideas. That’s going to be rolling out soon, I’m sure you have all those press conferences scheduled, and now with the Avengers and all that paraphernalia attached, where can we go wrong? Pep, relax, breathe. You’re stressing yourself out and that stresses me out. Do we really want that?”

Pepper stared at him, not exactly pleased with what their conversation was touching. “Okay, I suppose what I said was a bit harsh. I can’t exactly say that I love you, because in all realness, love is just too big of a word to just say. Even with twelve years of being your assistant.” However, she cracked a slight smile at his last statement about his life being different. “Different is a perfect would to describe what your life would be without me.”

“I don’t think that’s an agreement. It’s more like… ‘Let’s just go with what Tony says because it’s right,’ type of thing.” Pepper crossed her arms over her chest, the folder remaining tucked within her grasp. He was right, though. She needed to relax, to breathe, and take a break, even for a few minutes, but she was not going to agree with him. “And one simple mistake can ruin the company, do you realize that, Tony? And if I am not on top of things, the company can slowly, but surely, go down the drain because I took the time to take a ‘break’ from all the chaos that I call work. Can the Avengers save your company if the stocks decrease suddenly? Or how about if the board members become too lazy to read through paperwork that I do everyday? Press is in its own category.” Shaking her head, she began making her way towards the clear doors, her heels clicking against the floor as she walked. “I am not stressed. I am working. If you don’t want me to turn your music down when I come down here, then I suggest you begin listening rather than tune me out. That is an agreement.”

• iwasgoingtomakeyouanomelette

Good to see you, Tony.