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"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!" Artoo squealed as Darcy pursued him around the penthouse.
"Darcy, do not frighten Artoo," Thor said sternly. "He does not deserve such treatment."
"But I believe he asks for it when he's especially contrary," Threepio added. "He also told me once that he'd like to see a battle. This is the closest he may ever come to that."
"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Artoo and Darcy did a couple of laps around the penthouse until the elevator opened again.
Everyone turned to see Tony and Steve step out of the elevator. Steve looked as confused as everyone else, but a lot more delighted, like a kid who just found a new toy store in the mall or something, Clint thought. Tony just looked embarassed.
"Darcy, that's not the droid you're looking for," Tony said, waving his hand Jedi-style.
Darcy was not impressed. "I'm S.H.I.E.L.D. intern now. Mind tricks don't work on me."
"Point taken."
Clint decided to start playing with the purple lightsaber again. "So what's the story here, Tony?"
"Yes, I do believe it's best if you tell them, sir," Threepio interjected.
"I was sixteen, bored, and lonely, and Dad took my Playboys away. I needed someone to talk to, ergo Threepio and Artoo happened. That is all you need to know."
Natasha blinked. "You wanted to make friends with the robots from your favorite movies, so you just created them?"
Tony shrugged. "Well, yeah, anybody would do it if they could."
Clint twirled his saber in a small circle. "And you can! That's pretty fucking scary! What's stopping you from making droid versions of us!"
"...I don't want to make droid versions of you guys."
"Good. Let's keep it that way."
"I quite agree with the archer," Threepio said. "It's crowded enough with the two of us, Dummy, and the virtual fellow."
"I have a name, you know," J.A.R.V.I.S. snapped.
"Yes, I'm sure you do," Threepio remarked. "Master Tony, Artoo thinks you've abandoned us. I've told him that's silly talk."
"You're right, as usual, Threepio," Tony assured him. "I've just been super busy. We're still pals, though. You guys are the reason I survived high school, after all."
"That's what I told him, sir."
Steve patted Threepio on the head. "I like this gold one. I think we should call him Chester. The little one can be Albert."
Artoo whistled angrily.
"I'm sorry, sir, but we already have names!" Threepio said, sounding alarmed. "I am C-3PO, Human-Cyborg Relations. I am fluent in over six million forms of communications. And the 'little one', as you call him, is my friend and colleague, R2-D2."
Steve frowned. "Those aren't real names."
Clint was about to tell him off when Darcy gasped.
"Haven't you seen Star Wars?" she asked.
"No."
"Nor have I," Thor said. "But I've heard it mentioned before. What is it?"
Clint glanced at Darcy, then Natasha, then Bruce, and Tony.
"MARATHON!" everyone announced.
"Are...are we invited, Master Tony?" Threepio asked nervously.
"Of course you are, Threepio," Tony told him.
"Oh, how wonderful! I just love films, but not the new-fangled computer-generated ones. 300 was an incredible chore. I'm particularly fond of the Golden Age of Hollywood, but I also have a partiality for the cinema of the Seventies, though I have no idea why..."
Clint groaned. This was going to be one long marathon.
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And the JAVIS v.s. Threepio snark is priceless. <3
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There are just...no words. This was so fantastic.
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"I did not dock in the eBay! Do not blame me for Tony's creations!" Thor shouted. "And I quite like these robots!"
THIS WAS AWESOME!!! Droids all around!
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