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Peter bounces into the lab like a orange cat on crack,skipping over to Tony and grins,pulling out a DVD player and starting to ramble,not even noticing Pepper fixing the other man up. "Tony! Tony! Look" he grins,flapping his free hand as he rocks on his heels. Tony smiles and tries (and fails) to pull away from pepper to look "really? That's fuckin' awesome,man!" He tries to lean forward to look and also starts to ramble before he gets cut off by pepper "Tony" she gives him a tired,yet loving look. The same look you'd give a friend when they ask how to spell 'because' or 'that' "Peter,can you go get your suit on? Aunt May dropped it off before work." Peter pauses,so she adds "remember how I mentioned the galla last week." He nods "ooohhh yyeeaaahh. Forgot about that." He nods and walks off to his room in the tower.
The Galla is humming with life as Tony,Peter,and Happy walk into the room. Light classical plays from a band in the corner,lightly decorated with green, red and details of gold. Peter fidgets with a tangle nervously,still not used to these events. Then,they spot it. A robotic Santa that greets you and can answer basic questions. So naturally, they get hyper. "Tony! Tony! Can I look?" He basically begs,but the social anxiety of most trans boys also has him in a death grip. And Tony hims "first, I gotta buy it,c'mon underos" Peter sighs dramatically but nods,used to Tony's first reaction being buying. So they spend the next couple hours trying to find the host from "I just saw him over there" comments. Finally, they find him and Peter rushes out "can we please have your robotic Santa?" The man pauses,clearly not used to hyper-ness and Tony chimes in,"I can pay however much you want,200$ 2000?" The man stammers out a number,his pale mustache making his frown look more intense. Tony scribbles a check and hands it to the man and Peter excitedly flaps his hands,the man swears at the gesture. Peter's excitement drops like afrat boys grade after exams.