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April 5 || Iron Man/Fullmetal Alchemist || "Different Worlds"
Title: Different Worlds
Day/Theme: April 5, 'Regrettable Action'
Series: Crossover, Iron Man/Fullmetal Alchemist
Character/Pairing: Tony Stark, Winry Rockbell(/Edward Elric)
Rating: K+ (mentions of canon violence)
Notes: Part of a series: Crossing Over
It was just the two of them, and the bots. And Jarvis, because Jarvis saw everything in the mansion. Tony wondered if the kids realized that. Maybe they did. Maybe they didn’t care. Would he care if he had an A.I. babysitter? Did they care that Fury sent them here, to him, and that they were basically under house arrest?
“Hey.”
Winry turned around, her eyes magnified by the goggles she wore. She blinked, and Tony could see the curiosity shining out. “What is it, Mr. Stark?”
He made a face. “Tony. Call me Tony, okay? I mean, you’re designing hands for my bots, that ought to put us on a first-name basis, right?”
“Okay, Tony.” She smiled this time, tilting her head to the side. “What is it?”
Winry Rockbell was a damned cute girl, Tony thought, and he was pretty sure, if he was a few years younger, and not trying to be a better man, he’d be all over her. And, he figured, both the Elric brothers would be all over him. The way they circled her after Pepper’s slight, protecting her? Yeah, they believed in this girl. They loved her. Tony smiled at her, rolling his chair closer to hers. He leaned nearer, not quite into her space, but their shoulders almost touched. “You know, Edward said something about a wrench, and getting hit by it.”
“Mm?”
“Is that true?”
Winry didn’t hesitate. “Mmhm.” Truth. Tony recognized it.
“Mind, uh, telling me why?”
“Because boys are idiots?”
A surprised laugh burst out of Tony. “Okay, yeah, they are. We are.” He pursed his mouth. “Does that mean you should hit us with a wrench?” He gave her a sidelong look. “Maybe you shouldn’t answer that.”
“But you want to know?” Winry pulled the goggles off, letting them drop on her chest. Her lopsided smile brightened as Dummy rolled over to her. She patted his arm. “I haven’t done that in a long time. I mean…the last time was when I caught Ed in my bedroom.”
“Oh, well, in your bedroom. What was he doing, playing with your underwear?”
She blushed. “No! I – I didn’t know he was there, and I started to undress.”
“And he didn’t tell you?”
Shaking her head, Winry cupped her hand over her eyes. “Then Ling and Mr. Darius and Mr. Heinkel came into the room, and the soldiers protecting me, and. I just…lost it and knocked them all out the door. And Ed.” She groaned. “He just sat there and ate his sandwich and didn’t tell me anything!”
“So, that’s a reason to cold cock him?”
Winry sighed, folding her hands together. “No. He scared me, and I was scared for him – the last thing I’d heard, he was. He could’ve been dead.”
Twitching his mouth, Tony rolled a little away from her. Pepper might’ve hit him, too, if she thought he was dead, and he showed up in her bedroom, unannounced. “Okay.”
“It bothers Miss Potts,” Winry said.
“Doesn’t bother the brothers,” Tony pointed out.
“It bothers you.”
Tony made a tsking noise, though not at Winry. “You said you grew up in a land at war.”
“Does that make any difference?”
“Maybe. Maybe not. I mean, for all I know, it’s showing severe UST. Or inappropriate UST.” Tony realized from her frown she didn’t have a clue what he was saying. “You like him. Maybe you’ve always liked him. I don’t know. What I do know,” he pointed at her, turning to face her, meeting her gaze, “is those boys would do anything for you. And you’d do anything for them. You three are like, I don’t know, peanut butter, chocolate and graham crackers, or something. And I don’t think they’d feel that way about you if you…” He couldn’t quite get the word ‘abuse’ out. “If you were serious about doing some damage.”
Winry glanced sideways, her frown deepening for a few seconds. Dummy opened and closed his fingers at her, making her smile. “They’re my best friends.”
“You love them.” Tony said.
Her smile went bittersweet. “Yeah.”
Reaching over, Tony patted her knee. “Yeah.”
Day/Theme: April 5, 'Regrettable Action'
Series: Crossover, Iron Man/Fullmetal Alchemist
Character/Pairing: Tony Stark, Winry Rockbell(/Edward Elric)
Rating: K+ (mentions of canon violence)
Notes: Part of a series: Crossing Over
It was just the two of them, and the bots. And Jarvis, because Jarvis saw everything in the mansion. Tony wondered if the kids realized that. Maybe they did. Maybe they didn’t care. Would he care if he had an A.I. babysitter? Did they care that Fury sent them here, to him, and that they were basically under house arrest?
“Hey.”
Winry turned around, her eyes magnified by the goggles she wore. She blinked, and Tony could see the curiosity shining out. “What is it, Mr. Stark?”
He made a face. “Tony. Call me Tony, okay? I mean, you’re designing hands for my bots, that ought to put us on a first-name basis, right?”
“Okay, Tony.” She smiled this time, tilting her head to the side. “What is it?”
Winry Rockbell was a damned cute girl, Tony thought, and he was pretty sure, if he was a few years younger, and not trying to be a better man, he’d be all over her. And, he figured, both the Elric brothers would be all over him. The way they circled her after Pepper’s slight, protecting her? Yeah, they believed in this girl. They loved her. Tony smiled at her, rolling his chair closer to hers. He leaned nearer, not quite into her space, but their shoulders almost touched. “You know, Edward said something about a wrench, and getting hit by it.”
“Mm?”
“Is that true?”
Winry didn’t hesitate. “Mmhm.” Truth. Tony recognized it.
“Mind, uh, telling me why?”
“Because boys are idiots?”
A surprised laugh burst out of Tony. “Okay, yeah, they are. We are.” He pursed his mouth. “Does that mean you should hit us with a wrench?” He gave her a sidelong look. “Maybe you shouldn’t answer that.”
“But you want to know?” Winry pulled the goggles off, letting them drop on her chest. Her lopsided smile brightened as Dummy rolled over to her. She patted his arm. “I haven’t done that in a long time. I mean…the last time was when I caught Ed in my bedroom.”
“Oh, well, in your bedroom. What was he doing, playing with your underwear?”
She blushed. “No! I – I didn’t know he was there, and I started to undress.”
“And he didn’t tell you?”
Shaking her head, Winry cupped her hand over her eyes. “Then Ling and Mr. Darius and Mr. Heinkel came into the room, and the soldiers protecting me, and. I just…lost it and knocked them all out the door. And Ed.” She groaned. “He just sat there and ate his sandwich and didn’t tell me anything!”
“So, that’s a reason to cold cock him?”
Winry sighed, folding her hands together. “No. He scared me, and I was scared for him – the last thing I’d heard, he was. He could’ve been dead.”
Twitching his mouth, Tony rolled a little away from her. Pepper might’ve hit him, too, if she thought he was dead, and he showed up in her bedroom, unannounced. “Okay.”
“It bothers Miss Potts,” Winry said.
“Doesn’t bother the brothers,” Tony pointed out.
“It bothers you.”
Tony made a tsking noise, though not at Winry. “You said you grew up in a land at war.”
“Does that make any difference?”
“Maybe. Maybe not. I mean, for all I know, it’s showing severe UST. Or inappropriate UST.” Tony realized from her frown she didn’t have a clue what he was saying. “You like him. Maybe you’ve always liked him. I don’t know. What I do know,” he pointed at her, turning to face her, meeting her gaze, “is those boys would do anything for you. And you’d do anything for them. You three are like, I don’t know, peanut butter, chocolate and graham crackers, or something. And I don’t think they’d feel that way about you if you…” He couldn’t quite get the word ‘abuse’ out. “If you were serious about doing some damage.”
Winry glanced sideways, her frown deepening for a few seconds. Dummy opened and closed his fingers at her, making her smile. “They’re my best friends.”
“You love them.” Tony said.
Her smile went bittersweet. “Yeah.”
Reaching over, Tony patted her knee. “Yeah.”