Me? Meet Mini-Me

[liverletdie]

WHO: Tony Stark and...Tony Stark
WHAT: Tiny Tony and Big Tony! Brothers in Arms! Geniuses side by side!
WHERE: Tony's Top sekrit LAAAAAB
WHEN: Today in the afternoonish?
WARNINGS: Uh. None. That's preposterous!
SUMMARY: Tiny Tony wants to see the lab, and Tony is ok with gloating about his awesome

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[energyrazors]

Tony frowned up at the doors leading to what he hoped was the lab. It wasn't that he was nervous -- well, okay, it was -- but he figured he got some leeway there for the situation. It was the fact that acknowledging this meant acknowledging that somewhere, even in another reality, his dad had been a total jerk to him, he didn't want to talk about the Avengers, and Pepper was a secretary.

Not that he hadn't already acknowledged all of that, but this was official. Like cutting the red tape on an entire messed-up dimension.

And he had a goldfish bowl in his backpack. It had seemed like a great idea at the time. With a quiet, preparatory huff and a roll of his shoulders, Tony rapped on one of the doors.

"Anyone home?"

[liverletdie]

Tony (The smaller) hadn't even really needed to say anything, not that he knew about that. The cameras picked him up when he'd been even remotely close from the lab, intruder alerts spreading across Tony's vision quickly alerting him to a rogue presence, although after a quick cursory glance, he shifted his focus away from the alerts, turning them off, before a mental 'click!' and the door swung wide open for the kid.

"Come on in," he called from inside. His younger, alternate self was already safe enough on the premises. If he needed his hand held down a hallway and stairs...well.

Then they weren't the same.

[energyrazors]

Aforementioned hallway and stairs later, there was a scrawny teenager in the lab, staring around with intense - and badly disguised - curiosity with his hands in his pockets. He had already taken a few steps towards the line of cars for a closer look before he checked himself and changed directions.

And blinked up at himself.

Yeah, he still wasn't entirely over the beard.

"Okay," he said, in lieu of an actual greeting as he held out a hand, "It's been a couple of seconds and this is already weird."

[liverletdie]

"You get used to the weird thing. This isn't that weird," he said lightly. Okay, but it was weird. He took little Tony's hand and shook it once, twice, and then pulled away.

"Okay, weird staring aside, this is the lab. Cars to the right, tools to the back, supplies in the storage closet," he explained, pointing one, two three. The flooring of the lab was segmented, and the panels on the walls looked like they could swing open. Good luck getting that one to open up, little guy.