Summer’s mouth fell open. “You … have … kitty … ears!” Her voice rose higher on each successive word. “…At least this is a nice kind of anon?” She pushed herself upright on the couch, starting to laugh, clutching her middle. Helios headbutted Tony’s chin and purred at full volume. “Come here,” Summer finally gasped, waving a hand.
Tony offered her an entirely unfeigned pout and he was, for possibly the first time in his adult life, actually blushing. Albeit very faintly. “I don’t think I want to,” he groused in reply, and turned his attention to the cat, dropping his hat for the moment so he had a free hand to scratch Helios’s ears.
“If you come over here I can pet you,” she coaxed. “You don’t want what you’re giving Helios? He’s a spoiled kitty.” Helios lolled his head back into Tony’s hand, blue eyes slitting closed, and Summer rolled her eyes. “I’m all wounded in the line of duty, and you pay more attention to the giant furball than me. How is this my life?” But she smiled while she said it.
He pocketed his phone after he hit send, had Jarvis tell Happy to ready the car, and headed down to the lobby. Within twenty five minutes, he was knocking on Summer’s door in a mostly perfunctory manner and then stepping inside. He was still dressed from work that day, in slacks, a blue button down shirt, and a tie. And bizarrely enough, a black fedora on his head. “You called for entertainment?”
All four cats converged on him, Helios going so far as to stand on his hind legs and pat at Tony’s knees. Summer grinned. “Nice hat. You shouldn’t look so tempting when I’m laid up, it’s not fair. Did you roll in catnip or something?”
“Not quite,” Tony said, somehow managing to sound both amused and morose at the same time. He reached up and plucked the hat from his head, and the ears were revealed. He crouched down to say hello to the cats, scratching Helios’s chin, the tip of his tail twitching rapidly back and forth. “I got hit by an anon,” he clarified, as he simply scooped Helios up and straightened back to his full height.
Summer’s mouth fell open. “You … have … kitty … ears!” Her voice rose higher on each successive word. “…At least this is a nice kind of anon?” She pushed herself upright on the couch, starting to laugh, clutching her middle. Helios headbutted Tony’s chin and purred at full volume. “Come here,” Summer finally gasped, waving a hand.
He pocketed his phone after he hit send, had Jarvis tell Happy to ready the car, and headed down to the lobby. Within twenty five minutes, he was knocking on Summer’s door in a mostly perfunctory manner and then stepping inside. He was still dressed from work that day, in slacks, a blue button down shirt, and a tie. And bizarrely enough, a black fedora on his head. “You called for entertainment?”
All four cats converged on him, Helios going so far as to stand on his hind legs and pat at Tony’s knees. Summer grinned. “Nice hat. You shouldn’t look so tempting when I’m laid up, it’s not fair. Did you roll in catnip or something?”
