Cue him answering the door, still half asleep, clearly having just woken up. "Doreen? . .What's up? Somethin' wrong?"

Immediately, the Armored Avenger let out a groan that essentially said 'I am so done with this bullshit'. "Arno Stark. . .Yeah, I know the idiot. Alternate universe version of me that's a massive prick." He said, eventually reaching their location and ending the call, looking at the webhead. +

"Hmm. . .Yeah, I've got a few." He said, beginning to work on the holographic concepts again, this time coloring the bow, black and purple with highlights of white throughout the weapon. "Now, let's see about the transformation function." He said, grabbing the holographic weapon as it +

His eyes widened ever so slightly. "Really? You missed me? Huh. . .first time I've heard that in a while." He said, a soft chuckle escaping his lips.

"So long as there is no pineapple on it, then yeah, we can order a pizza." He said, a separate screen appearing which he moved towards the archer. "And I know everyone uses my card to buy pizza, not that I mind, hardly a dent in my account." He mused with a chuckle as he continued to +

". . .Well, you have thoroughly caught my attention now." He said, immediately dawning his Endo Sym armor and heading to the webhead's location. "What does the armor look like? Crude in design because all of the armors within the Hall of Armors are accounted for."

"So, how have you been? Haven't really had a chance to catch up with you." He asked, placing his hands into his pockets as he rose a brow upwards in curiosity.

"Well, can't have the squirrel running around in her own suit without her more human best friend having one, can I?" He said, grinning as he folded his arms over his chest, tilting his head to the side. "Plus, it'd give me something to do."

He merely grinned, nodding as he patted the archer's back, trying (and failing) to hold in a chuckle. "Heh, yeah, no problem, I'll make you some hearing aids." He said before shrugging his shoulders at the previous question. "And no particular occasion. . .I'm just bored out of my damn skull." +

"Galvans. . .I assume that is the species that created your watch?" He said before his brain fully processed what she had said. "Smartest being in four or five galaxies? Damn, now Reed and I have some competition."

SʏᴍʙɪᴏᴛɪᴄRᴀɢᴇ❗️💢 I can see that and that's relatable—

SʏᴍʙɪᴏᴛɪᴄRᴀɢᴇ❗️💢 GODDAMN—

"Ah, that makes sense, just didn't see her on you so I figured I'd ask." He said, landing on the ground as his armor unraveled, hiding away inside of his Arc Reactor. "How'd you think Tippy would react with her own set of Iron Man armor? The Iron Squirrel. . .pretty good ring to that, actually."

". . .Holy shiiiiiit, so you can just. . .transform into any alien at will?" He said, his eyes wide as he let out a low whistle. "Damn, that's one serious piece of hardware, then."

"Good, good. . .just figured I'd check in on them, see if I can offer any help. . .especially after the 'Stark' Sentinels." He said, anger clear in his voice at the mention of the Sentinels, his eyes and Arc Reactor flashing red for a brief moment.

". . .That is. . .very accurate, huh. . .Loki would probably get a kick out of you." He said, nodding his head as he looked the other over. "So, shot in the dark here, but, not only can you shapeshift, but you can transform into other aliens, too?"

"Huh, so I was half right then. . .but what's a Lenopan? Don't think I've met one before, until now." Probably because they aren't in your universe, Tony—.

"See, that's what I said! But apparently, across the multiverse, you just like to screw with me, so I figured I'd ask." He said, shrugging his shoulders as his armor unraveled, retreating into his Arc Reactor. "Seen a lot of weird things across the multiverse as of lately."

"Yeah, during the whole AXIS fiasco, evil me made it. . .but I'll be damned if it isn't a serious piece of hardware." He mused, jagged yet somehow fluid moving tendrils came from the armor, forming various weapons and growing bigger. "May not be as indestructible as the Model Seventy-Two, the +

". . .Well, damn, when you put it like that, it makes a lot of sense." The genius said with a nod of his head, simply allowing her to fiddle with the piece of tech. . .not like it was important anyway. "Suppose I'd get bored of it too, buuuuut something happens every other day that keeps life +

"I've come to be cautious of all versions of Doom, so forgive me if I keep my guard up." He said, his faceplate 'dissolving' away, a brow arched upwards. "Huh, so you haven't run into any other versions of me? Well, hope I make a good impression." He quipped, a small grin on his face.

"I'm sure a certain Webhead would enjoy that, and I'm pretty sure the Ghost Rider is busy, so you should be good." He said, folding his arms over his chest as he arched a brow upwards in curiosity. "But why come back to our Earth? Seems a bit. . .out of your way."

"Not that I like to brag, but I am one of the smartest people on Earth." He said, shrugging his shoulders as he winced slightly. "Yikes, sounds like a pain. . .I just buy more storage if I run out of it."

SʏᴍʙɪᴏᴛɪᴄRᴀɢᴇ❗️💢 *leaves this here and runs away—*

He's walking around in his armor, drink in hand as he navigated through various holographic screens. "Okay. . .what's on the agenda for today? . ." He mumbled to himself.

Hmm. . .Well, I suppose it does, ol' Capsicle pulls it off most times. Maybe some more flame decals would complete the look, and a natural bright to dark red gradient.

. . .I mean, I'm a fan of the hot rod red, but the white kinda clashes with it. I recommend silver, gold, or gunmetal grey. Those colors go nicely with the red.

. . .Okay, I'll bite. What's with all the car stuff? Cosplaying as a hot rod Cybertronian or something?

He's awake. . .and in desperate need of coffee or an energy drink—.

<— Passed out on his workbench, snoring. It was about time. . .he hasn't slept in the last four days—.

No. . .although we do look a lot alike—.

He's working on his Model 50 Endo-Sym armor, Shoot To Thrill blaring in the background. Rather calm evening for him.

"I. . .have multiple Hulkbuster suits, actually." He admitted, rubbing the back of his head with a hum. "The Celestial Hulkbuster armor orbits Mars and is made to go toe to toe with Celestials."

"Sure, I can give you a Hall of Armor tour." He said, tapping his chin in thought. "An orange suit. . .hmm. . .Oh! Yeah, I have one with some orange on it. The Celestial Hulkbuster armor."

That managed to get a snort out of the Armored Avenger, nodding his head. "I'll give you that one. That was a good one." He grinned, shaking his head in amusement. "But yeah, I have quite a few armors. . .seventy-two in total, one for almost every occasion."

"Hey, a slingshot can go a long way." He said, shrugging his shoulders as he nodded. "Yup, I still have the old Mark One armor, in near mint condition too. . .minus all the scratches, dents, and bullet holes."

"And the fact I'm a genius, billionaire, playboy, and philanthropist, don't forget that." He chuckled, a grin on his face as he folded his arms over his chest. "I made the first Arc Reactor and Iron Man armor in a cave. . .with a box of scraps."

"The Arc Reactor?" He looked down at the device in question, faintly glowing through his hoodie and pulsating. . .like a heartbeat. "Well, originally, I made it to keep shrapnel from entering my heart and killing me. Now? It's a housing unit for one of my armors."

"Mischievous little land shark, aren't ya?" Cue him patting the shark's head gently. "Eh, whatever damage you cause, we'll just stick A.I.M. with the bill."

. . .So THAT'S where his older model Hulkbuster went! "Having fun there, little guy?"

He's tossing a metallic sphere up into the air and catching it repeatedly. He. . .really has nothing to do and is bored.

". . .Okay, no, no, I see the need for it for Thanos and Galactus, but. . .animal poachers?" He's raising a brow upwards, folding his arms. "Does that include a certain hunter that hunts down the webhead every other day, or no?"

". . .Why do you even 𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙 a damn 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙪𝙘𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙧 acorn—?!"

❝𝐈'𝐦 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐆𝐨𝐝. . .𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞, 𝐈'𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐧.❞