Tony landed in one of those kneeling sort of Thinker poses like he do. He stood and turned around, somewhere in Hollywood. Jarvis had been able to hack into all of the military satellites currently orbiting earth--even the broken ones--to find this man... this Howard Stark back from the death.
Tony turned around and saw him, coincidentally right there... on a bench. The man from the television screen. Tony approached and fell down at his feet.
"Mr. Dad Stark? Is that you? Did Bucky only kill Mom? How does the death thing work? Did you work out some sort of deal to get out early? Remember those weapons you built. Yeah, it turns out people use them to hurt other people. Did you know they did that. I just found out when Pepper told me. I'm so happy you're alive, Dad."
And the man just walked away. It was the man Tony'd seen on the television alright, but he wanted nothing to do with him... because he wasn't Tony's father after all. He was just one heck of an actor.
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Tony, Tony
FanfictionThe struggles and setbacks of a guy named Tony Stark. Heard of him?
