“I don’t need anymore kids. Who said I needed more kids? Liars, that’s who.”

“You … could get an abortion.”
“I don’t need anymore kids. Who said I needed more kids? Liars, that’s who.”

“You … could get an abortion.”
I see what you did thar. What is this nonsense.

I wish I had some replies …
Is it Halloween yet?
“What, you feel the need to dress up?”
“And scare a few people, yeah,” he chuckled.
“There’s conventions, you could go to a horror convention, people dress up at those.”
“Or-or, you and I could go down to the Haunted House that Tony rents every year and have a bit of fun.”
“Yeah, okay. Lead the way, Toni.” Summer smiled up at him, tolerant and amused.
Is it Halloween yet?
“What, you feel the need to dress up?”
“And scare a few people, yeah,” he chuckled.
“There’s conventions, you could go to a horror convention, people dress up at those.”
“Well. That’s a bit … I didn’t know he /had/ any kids. Okay.”
“Can I still come in and get that chocolate?”
“There are actually four of us,” he beamed, cocking his head for her to follow him. “And of course you can. I don’t make promises I can’t …no …wait, yeah I do. Ignore that last part, then, so I can look good.”
Summer broke up into laughter. “I’m supposed to what now? Don’t be absurd.” She tipped him a wink. “I don’t think you need to pretend to be some kind of perfect knight in order to look good.”
“Well, yes. Why? Does it matter?”
“I was promised chocolate, I think, if I came in?”
“You were indeed. Do you have a last name by any chance?”
“Rainault. Going to look me up?”
“Why does my name matter?”
“I might be,” he chuckled, rolling his weight to his other foot. “It’s mainly for my dad. He’s very …odd about having new people in his home.”
“That seems fair enough. I’m curious what you’ll find out. Dads can be protective — who’s your dad, then?”
“Tony Stark,” the teen replied with a slight smile.
“Well. That’s a bit … I didn’t know he /had/ any kids. Okay.”

“Can I still come in and get that chocolate?”
HRRK *passes out from shock*
if you’re tagged it’s because I thought you actually /wanted/ to play with me and you’ve abandoned our thread. Please do me the courtesy of /telling/ me you don’t want to play, instead of passively ignoring me.