It's been a long week. Hell, it's been a long month ( Read more... )

When Jarvis does get back to the house, he finds every sign that it was a fairly normal night in his absence. Which is just as well, all things considered.
He's not planning to say anything until Pepper comes in, unless Tony notices the computer is online again.

Tony has been staring at a busted light on the ceiling of the garage for the past half hour. Ever so often, he writes something down on a piece of paper, but each time, he goes back to examining the broken light.

There's something on his mind.

Jarvis doesn't really sleep, when he's not human. He takes some down time for running diagnostics, fixing anything that comes up amiss, that sort of thing - but it's not the same as sleeping. Still, it's adequate rest for the circumstances ( Read more... )

Another fiscal quarter, another charity benefit, another chance for Tony Stark to be important at other important people.
And another chance for Pepper to show up with a date.
So far, Jarvis feels like he's a bit better prepared than he was last time.

The house is quiet for the moment, all its typical occupants either out or attentioned elsewhere.

The phone rings, rings, rings, then goes silent.

About an hour passes, and then Pepper Potts walks in, door opening as per usual lately. "Jarvis, you are going to make me forget how to operate a door." It's fond. Really.