Tony Stark Voice Test

[st_arkintern]

When Peter Parker texts Happy, it's in a panic.

Happy
HAPPY
Happy this is important!
I really need Tony's help
May knows I'm Spider-Man
She's freaking out right now
And when she freaks out I freak out
And I'm freaking out now too
Happy
Please tell Tony I need to talk to him

Peter looks down at his phone, waiting for Happy's response. There's nothing. He tries to be patient. Minutes go by with nothing. For a brief moment, he considers texting him again, but just as he's about to thumb in another message his phone vibrates.

UNKNOWN NUMBER

Peter takes a breath and presses his finger against the green Accept Call button, then swipes right.

"Hello?"

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[st_arkintern]

Peter is practically vibrating with happiness at this particular conversation. Even including the quip about sending him pictures of his breakfast, which he'd never do, even to Happy.

But knowing that Tony's really invested in his life... even the mundane things -- that makes him impossibly happy. And it takes everything inside of him to try and hide that excitement, and his momentary big smile is replaced by an awkward quirk of the lips that only makes his joy even more obvious.

"Thanks, Mr. Stark," he says. "Um. Should I still text Happy?"

He's not sure if Happy still wants to be bombarded by his texts if he's going to be going straight to the source.

[st_arkravinghazelnut]

"Oh yeah. Shoot the guy a "good job!" message every now and again. Spread the validation around." Tony patted him on the back to emphasize that last statement.

"If you're gonna summon me again, kid, make sure you're not grounded, would you? Sneaky is an older model and she just doesn't run as well as her younger siblings. Like going from a Camarro to a Camry."

[st_arkintern]

"Yes, sir," Peter says solemnly. His attempt at looking solemn isn't quite as good as his attempt to sound it.

"Hopefully I'll be grounded after this --" What can he really call what is about to happen? "-- conversation," he finishes. That's really the only way he can describe it.

That might just be a pipe dream, though.

[st_arkravinghazelnut]

Tony turned his wrist to check his watch once again. About a good fifteen minutes left until showtime at minimum. He flopped back onto Peter's sheets, rocking the bunk bed's frame with his modest weight.

"Wake me up when she gets here, would you? I'm thirty-six hours into a Redbull-powered tinker marathon and I'm coming down."

[st_arkintern]

Peter nods and stands up. "I'll wake you up when she gets here, Mr. Stark."

Peter heads for the door, gives Tony one last smile, and slips through the doorway so Tony could catch a few Zs undisturbed.

Besides, now seemed like a good time to start some coffee.