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Part 6 of Microfics and Poems
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2013-05-30
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She Loves You (Yeah, Yeah, Yeah)

Summary:

Tony and Happy have a much-needed discussion.

Notes:

This is the result of a song prompt given to me on Tumblr.

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She said you hurt her so
She almost lost her mind.
But now she said she knows
You’re not the hurting kind.
She says she loves you
And you know that can’t be bad.
Yes, she loves you
And you know you should be glad. 
She loves you yeah, yeah, yeah 
She loves you, yeah, yeah, yeah, 
With a love like that, you know you should be glad.


Happy was simply not happy.

“Come on, boss,” he said. “Don’t mess this up. Just call her.” His boss, Tony Stark, puttered around his workshop grabbing random tools and setting them back down three seconds later.

“I will, Happy, will you relax?” Tony zeroed in on the toe of a new suit to solder one of the wires. At least, that’s what it looked like. Happy was never great at this science business; he just figure out how to browse the Internet on his phone a week ago.

Pepper truly was the best thing to ever happen to Tony Stark. Ever since she moved in, Tony actually stopped. Without Pepper he was constantly moving, never sleeping or eating; but when she moved in, Tony forced himself to slow down and eat with her or watch a movie. He made time to love her.

“I just don’t want to see you screw this up, okay?”

“Happy, do you really think I would let the greatest woman in my life go without a fight? That would easily be the worst decision I’ve ever made.” Tony stopped for a moment and wiggled his fingers as if counting. “It’d be in the top five, at least. Trust me, Happy, I’ll call her in an hour. She’s in a meeting, anyway.”

Happy ran his hand down his face in exasperation and shrugged, digging for the keys to one of the cars. Fine, if the boss wanted to take his time apologizing for what he said, then that was his prerogative. He had some business to do of his own, anyway; mom and dad could bicker about it later.

“Alright then, boss, whatever you say.” Happy turned to leave but stopped before opening the door. “She loves you.”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah.”

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