MCA #4, Sunday Morning

[myownface]

Was Sparkle in an excellent mood this morning?

Damn right Sparkle was in an excellent mood this morning. The island seemed to be laying off that whole oppressive pollen crap, and even if it wasn't, there was a trip planned for later in the day that would put some distance between Sparkle and that constant thrum of want. And besides all that, he'd had a great night. How great? Great. Take his word for that one.

Or just guess, based on the fact that he was waking up next to a hot older guy, and instead of immediately losing his shit or something, he was wondering if now was the time he was supposed to head for the kitchen to make coffee.

... It was a good sign that his faculties had returned to him enough that he could remember that the one request going into this had been coffee, really. He was just going to take a few minutes more before getting to that to kind of, like, enjoy this.

[OOC: For that hot older guy!]

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[imafuturist]

"...that'd do it, yes," Tony said, blinking a little.

[myownface]

"This place is fucked up," Sparkle said, lifting his coffee a little in a sarcastic sort of salute before taking a mouthful of it. Because coffee. Yes. Good. "Before I graduated, I couldn't wait to get the hell off this island. I finds new and exciting ways to kill people all the time, you know. I mean, people getting better doesn't make it suck any less."

Sparkle was not telling you how many times he'd been killed on the island, Tony. Sorry.

[imafuturist]

But Tony wanted to know!

"You have basically described my life in the last four years," he replied. "But I did choose it."

[myownface]

"Well, I mean, I came back to it, so who's the idiot, right?"

And Sparkle didn't have any flying superhero armor to get him by, either. Though he did have training from a Jedi, a Shadowhunter, and a Fremen, at this point... So he was probably better off these days than even he realized.

"Anyway, moral of the story is that basically nothing here is safe." A pause. "Except the coffee. The coffee's fine."

[imafuturist]

"I certain hope so because I'm not giving up on the coffee."

[myownface]

See Sparkle. See Sparkle grin, shamelessly.

"There's more in the kitchen if you run out," he shared. Because, hey, even bitching about the island's occasionally murderous tendencies was better company than none, and he was beginning to find that he liked Tony's company just as much when they were kissing as when they were just shooting the shit and chatting.

[imafuturist]

Tony liked to think he had his charms, it was true. That and he enjoyed having people talk to him without the whole caring who he was thing.

He grinned and took another sip of coffee. "You've been here how long?"

[myownface]

"Like, four years," Sparkle replied, shrugging his shoulders and taking another sip of coffee, himself. "Long enough, you know? I can tell stories about sharknados and antique-hocking elder gods with the best of them."

And evil mazes, and gun vending machines, and alien abductions, and...

[imafuturist]

Tony ooo-ed and raised his eyebrows at the appropriate time. "Now I feel like my teen years were way more normal hearing that."

[myownface]

"What even is normal for teen years, anyway?" Sparkle smirked a bit into the coffee. Hearing Tony say that was weirdly a point of pride, now. "Like, I'm pretty sure most teenagers are convinced that they're more screwed up than any other teenager out there, so it kind of skews the control group a bit, you know?"

[imafuturist]

"Okay, that's true." All teens were the most woeful of the woeful. "I am so glad I didn't end up going here. Well. This version of me."

[myownface]

Sparkle laughed, at that.

"Yeah, the version of you that did go here probably wouldn't have spent the night, for a start."

Priorities.

"On the other hand, he was the one who taught me about how important it was to keep a bra on hand, just in case. He seemed to have Fandom handled."

[imafuturist]

"Don't remind me. I need to work on a new suit in case I have to take care of something during one of those weekends," Tony groaned, rubbing his eyes.

[myownface]

"Leave some wiggle room around the hips and the chest," Sparkle suggested. "... Padding or something adjustable might be your friend, there."

He said this as the clothing store guy, not somebody who knew even the first thing about robotic suits. But it was probably pretty sound advice either way.

[imafuturist]

"...that's not wrong." IN A MANNER OF SPEAKING.

[myownface]

"I have danced the 'adjusting for tits' dance before," Sparkle replied with a shrug. "I mean, it's been a while since the last time, but I want to think I'm the voice of experience in some way, shape, or form."

... Even if he didn't have much in the way of boobs when the island swapped his gender about. Sigh.

[imafuturist]

To be honest, neither did Tony. Which was why it wasn't nearly as annoying to deal with the reactor in his/her chest.

"My suits tend to be custom made."

[myownface]

Sparkle snapped his fingers at that.

"Right, right, rich guy," he replied, like this was just occurring to him again. "Well, did you turn into a chick the last time around? You got measurements, right?"

This was important!

[imafuturist]

"Well, I did have JARVIS take some." This was just going somewhere hilarious. He knew it.

[myownface]

Sparkle... did not quite realize the potential for hilarity, yet. Give him a minute.

"Jarvis?"

Being able to hear the all-caps probably would have tipped him off sooner.

[imafuturist]

It was a thing about comic books, Sparkle. Get used to it.

"My AI." Slash butler.

[myownface]

Sparkle... burned his tongue on that next mouthful of coffee. Dammit, Tony.

"Of course you have an AI. Why not have an AI?" A pause. "Why do you have an AI?"

[imafuturist]

"I programmed him in college." IT SEEMED LIKE A GOOD IDEA AT THE TIME. "And now he helps me run things."

[myownface]

SPARKLE COULDN'T EVEN PROGRAM THE TIME ON THE MICROWAVE. IT WAS IN THE KITCHEN STILL BLINKING 12:00 AFTER EVERY TIME THE POWER WENT OUT.

"... I'm going to just out and say that I'm super impressed, again. I mean, I shouldn't be. Atton's from a place where AI are basically as common as human beings. But here I am. Impressed."

Possibly because Tony wasn't from a different galaxy. It was different when you were from Earth, okay?"

[imafuturist]

IT TOTALLY COUNTED.

"Well, it's part of my job. Stark Industries is all about technology." And he was a nerd for it. A giant nerd.