FMA - Avengers Fic: "Piquing Your Interest" 7/?
Title: Piquing Your Interest
Fandom: FMA/The Avengers
Characters/Pairings: Nick Fury, Tony Stark, JARVIS
Author: evil_little_dog
Words: 742
Rating: K+
Summary: Tony wants to share a little information with Nick Fury.
Warnings: Part of an ongoing series.
Disclaimer: None of this is mine except the idea. Seriously. I wish more of it was mine.
Previous stories: A World of Change, A Meeting of Minds, Sight for Sore
Paid For, Nighttime Duties
Carry You
Babysitting
Breakfast Dilemmas
Different Worlds
Exercise
X X X
“I thought I said I’d call you if we need to talk,” Fury said, his voice low and gravelly. His one eye glared at Tony through the view screen.
“Yeah, well, this is pretty important. Those kids you saddled me with?”
Fury’s eye narrowed slightly, otherwise, his expression didn’t change. “What about them?”
“Could you try to sound a little less bored? No, wait, forget that, I’ve heard you do bored and pissed. Let’s try,” Tony considered. “Interested.”
“You’re still talking but saying nothing, Stark,” Fury growled.
Tony leaned his elbows on the desk top. “Colonel Fury. Please tell me what you know about alchemy.”
“Is this a pop quiz? Despite the resemblance, I’m not Keanu Reeves.”
Tony blinked slightly. Did Fury just make a joke? “No, he’s slightly more attractive and a lot less intimidating.” He bulled on. “Alchemy, Colonel.”
He didn’t quite roll his eye, but the impression was still there. “Alchemy, Stark, is what chemistry is based on, but was originally an attempt to change one substance to another, such a lead to gold, or a search for immortality.”
“Ah. What if I told you at least one of these kids is an alchemist?”
Fury said flatly, “I’d think you’re a. Wasting my time, and, b. Full of shit.”
Tony beamed. “I probably am, well, the second, at least, but it’s smart shit. But these kids, the boys, they practically destroyed my front yard with some sort of sparring match they had. Rocks everywhere, trees pulled out by roots, branches broken, flowers crushed, dogs and cats living togeth - no?”
Fury’s only response was a slow blink. Funny how that could be scary, if he wasn’t Tony Stark.
“Anyway. The younger brother, Al, he clapped his hands together, and touched the ground, and everything went back to the way it had been before they’d started fighting. Well, except for the broken branches, he said he couldn’t heal those, but the ends were sealed so they wouldn’t rot.” Tony shrugged. “Seems to me this would be something you could’ve told e about before sending these kids my way.”
“You’re saying the kids perform magic?”
“Not magic, alchemy. They explained it as mass equals mass - you can’t get a handful of wheat and turn it into bread, because there’s a lot of other stuff involved - water and yeas and whatever else bread’s made out of besides flour.”
“Go on.” Fury seemed marginally interested. On anyone else, it would be grasping the monitor and leaning close. Tony counted it as a personal victory.
“I just wanted you to know, if something weird happens, it’s not entirely my fault’ Tony pursed his lips. “They’re all geniuses, I think. The girl, Winry, she’s some sort of super-engineer, from what I can tell. The boys understand chemistry, and they all seem to have some sort of basis in chemical composition and higher mathematics.” Folding his hands, Tony rested his chin on them. “I just thought you’d want to know, in case any more of their people show up unexpectedly.”
“I’ll take that under advisement, Stark.”
“That glimmer in your eye, that means you’re curious, doesn’t it? I think it does.” Tony pushed back from the desk, clapping his hands together. “I piqued the interest of Colonel Fury. I think that means it’s time for a celebration.”
“Stark, when you’ve stopped patting yourself on the back, remember next time not to hack into my boat.”
“No one says ‘hack’ anymore,” Tony began, but Fury’s face disappeared, leaving Tony’s screen saver running. “Well, they don’t.”
“Would you like me to reconnect you to Colonel Fury, sir?” JARVIS asked.
“No, that’s all right. I think he has the gist of what he needs to know.” Tony laced his fingers together behind his head, staring up at the ceiling. “Where are the kids now? No, wait, don’t tell me, Ed and Al are in the library, Winry’s in the shop.” Propelling himself out of his chair, Tony walked across the room.
“Sir?”
“JARVIS, I think I need some more information. Specifically, to pick the brains of those two young men. I f anyone needs me, I’ll be in the library.” Tony hesitated in the doorway, considering those words. “Hmm. I can’t recall ever saying that before that didn’t have another meaning entirely. Oh, well.” Spinning on his heel, he wondered just how much of a learning experience he was in for with this trio.
Only one way to find out.
X X X
Fandom: FMA/The Avengers
Characters/Pairings: Nick Fury, Tony Stark, JARVIS
Author: evil_little_dog
Words: 742
Rating: K+
Summary: Tony wants to share a little information with Nick Fury.
Warnings: Part of an ongoing series.
Disclaimer: None of this is mine except the idea. Seriously. I wish more of it was mine.
Previous stories: A World of Change, A Meeting of Minds, Sight for Sore
Paid For, Nighttime Duties
Carry You
Babysitting
Breakfast Dilemmas
Different Worlds
Exercise
X X X
“I thought I said I’d call you if we need to talk,” Fury said, his voice low and gravelly. His one eye glared at Tony through the view screen.
“Yeah, well, this is pretty important. Those kids you saddled me with?”
Fury’s eye narrowed slightly, otherwise, his expression didn’t change. “What about them?”
“Could you try to sound a little less bored? No, wait, forget that, I’ve heard you do bored and pissed. Let’s try,” Tony considered. “Interested.”
“You’re still talking but saying nothing, Stark,” Fury growled.
Tony leaned his elbows on the desk top. “Colonel Fury. Please tell me what you know about alchemy.”
“Is this a pop quiz? Despite the resemblance, I’m not Keanu Reeves.”
Tony blinked slightly. Did Fury just make a joke? “No, he’s slightly more attractive and a lot less intimidating.” He bulled on. “Alchemy, Colonel.”
He didn’t quite roll his eye, but the impression was still there. “Alchemy, Stark, is what chemistry is based on, but was originally an attempt to change one substance to another, such a lead to gold, or a search for immortality.”
“Ah. What if I told you at least one of these kids is an alchemist?”
Fury said flatly, “I’d think you’re a. Wasting my time, and, b. Full of shit.”
Tony beamed. “I probably am, well, the second, at least, but it’s smart shit. But these kids, the boys, they practically destroyed my front yard with some sort of sparring match they had. Rocks everywhere, trees pulled out by roots, branches broken, flowers crushed, dogs and cats living togeth - no?”
Fury’s only response was a slow blink. Funny how that could be scary, if he wasn’t Tony Stark.
“Anyway. The younger brother, Al, he clapped his hands together, and touched the ground, and everything went back to the way it had been before they’d started fighting. Well, except for the broken branches, he said he couldn’t heal those, but the ends were sealed so they wouldn’t rot.” Tony shrugged. “Seems to me this would be something you could’ve told e about before sending these kids my way.”
“You’re saying the kids perform magic?”
“Not magic, alchemy. They explained it as mass equals mass - you can’t get a handful of wheat and turn it into bread, because there’s a lot of other stuff involved - water and yeas and whatever else bread’s made out of besides flour.”
“Go on.” Fury seemed marginally interested. On anyone else, it would be grasping the monitor and leaning close. Tony counted it as a personal victory.
“I just wanted you to know, if something weird happens, it’s not entirely my fault’ Tony pursed his lips. “They’re all geniuses, I think. The girl, Winry, she’s some sort of super-engineer, from what I can tell. The boys understand chemistry, and they all seem to have some sort of basis in chemical composition and higher mathematics.” Folding his hands, Tony rested his chin on them. “I just thought you’d want to know, in case any more of their people show up unexpectedly.”
“I’ll take that under advisement, Stark.”
“That glimmer in your eye, that means you’re curious, doesn’t it? I think it does.” Tony pushed back from the desk, clapping his hands together. “I piqued the interest of Colonel Fury. I think that means it’s time for a celebration.”
“Stark, when you’ve stopped patting yourself on the back, remember next time not to hack into my boat.”
“No one says ‘hack’ anymore,” Tony began, but Fury’s face disappeared, leaving Tony’s screen saver running. “Well, they don’t.”
“Would you like me to reconnect you to Colonel Fury, sir?” JARVIS asked.
“No, that’s all right. I think he has the gist of what he needs to know.” Tony laced his fingers together behind his head, staring up at the ceiling. “Where are the kids now? No, wait, don’t tell me, Ed and Al are in the library, Winry’s in the shop.” Propelling himself out of his chair, Tony walked across the room.
“Sir?”
“JARVIS, I think I need some more information. Specifically, to pick the brains of those two young men. I f anyone needs me, I’ll be in the library.” Tony hesitated in the doorway, considering those words. “Hmm. I can’t recall ever saying that before that didn’t have another meaning entirely. Oh, well.” Spinning on his heel, he wondered just how much of a learning experience he was in for with this trio.
Only one way to find out.
X X X