Day 26: Audio

[runs_on_batteries]

Gwen, when you've got a spare minute, please come to my workspace. I have something for you.

Madoka, same thing. Well, different thing, but same request.

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[runs_on_batteries]

[A shame. It would've been very useful if she'd remembered something, but perhaps it was better for her that she didn't. Who knows what had happened, after all.]

Well.. I'm glad that's over with then. I uh.. I remembered you were trying to find something before you vanished.

[Why was he suddenly nervous? This was really stupid. He was Tony Stark (tm)! He didn't get nervous. But he was pausing and sort of stalling like.. well, like Peter might. So with one last hesitation, he just hands over the drum. It was made from the wheelchair wheels without the spokes and stretched orange fabric on either side. It didn't look like it should work, but it remarkably did.]

[hibana_incursa]

Yeah. I was looking for stuff to make a ---

[ And then it's there. Right in front of her. Silencing that last word with it's mere presence. Gwen's eyes widen and her hands go over her mouth, looking from the orange drum to Mr Stark and back. She's speechless. Shocked. Alarmed. And so very happy. ]

Holy God, is that a drum? Mr Stark, did you make a drum?!

[ She wants to pick it up and look over it, hands kind of hovering over it like she's afraid it'll just vanish. ]

Whoa. Wow. Uh...oh, my God.

[ Don't worry. She loves it. She's grinning too much for anything else. ]

[runs_on_batteries]

[Would she just take the thing and leave already? For someone who loved compliments and glory, Tony feels a bit embarrassed by the obviously happy reaction to the gift.]

It's.. yeah. Don't worry it's stronger than it looks.

[He was really relieved that she likes it.]

Just.. welcome back. If, a little late on that.

[hibana_incursa]

You're wonderful.

[ Gwen says this and means it with every fiber of her five-foot four being. ]

I mean, you really...really are. You're officially the best Tony Stark in the multiverse.

[ With that, she's hugging him. Screw thinking it through. This deserves a hug. ]

Thank you. So much. You've no idea what this means to me.

[After a moment, she steps back and grins up at Mr Stark. That grin will not be going away any time soon. Not even when she heads to the drum and gives it a few test thumps with her fingers, head tilting as she listens and somehow? That grin gets bigger. ]

Holy Shi---itake mushrooms [ GWEN NO SWEARING IN FRONT OF IRON-DAD-IN-LAW! her face seems to say as she switches words in the middle of saying them. ]

It even sounds awesome. Like...this is incredible. How long did it take you to make?

[runs_on_batteries]

Well.. naturally..

[He jokes having to force the arrogance into the tone instead of it simply naturally being there. Still, it feels really good to make her happy like this.

And oh! They were hugging. Yep, that was happening. He, of course, hugs back but breaks the contact fairly quickly. Not to be rude, he's just.. he's had issues with hugs lately thanks to Buttercup.

The last bit made him laugh.]

You're welcome, kiddo. And I'm not sure I can really answer that too well. I have about four projects I'm working on so.. [He shrugs. Longer than he'd intended it to take him to finish the drum unfortunately.]

Keep your eyes peeled for anything that could be turned into a big glass jar. Like.. real big.

[He motions with his hands something that was at least 2-3 feet.]