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The Club Fair, Gym, Friday Afternoon

Though he'd heard about something like it being in the works, the club fair wasn't what Simon had been looking for.

Regardless, it was what he found, just as it was being set up. He almost left straight away, to avoid being in anyone's way, but then his curiosity won out. So, he decided to stay and take a look at the club schedule.

Couldn't hurt, could it?

[ooc: ~~Wait for the OCD!~~ OCD achieved, have at!]

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WARREN WAS GOING TO BURY HIS FACE IN HIS HANDS AND CRY, TONY.

"What."

That was a word!

"Is that all?"

Flying rocketvan with missiles and lasers. He could deal with that. Yes.

"That should be all." Oh, Warren. Just don't let him touch it again. "Oh, and it has black stripes. Bobby was really insistent on that."

".... Okay. I think I can handle black stripes."

Warren was a very silly boy. Warren was expecting maybe the bottom to be black now. Or racing stripes.

Warren had so much to learn.

Tony gave him a pat on the shoulder. "It could be worse. It could still be the normal mini-van."

The sad thing was, Warren was pretty sure that Tony was right.

"True." A pause. "We'll have to take it for a test drive so that you can show me all the features, huh?"

Such as 'not accidentally killing anyone with a soccer-mom vehicle.'

"It'll be fun!" Tony replied, trying to cheer him up. "You'll have to drive it on the road. I don't actually have a license."

Warren was making the mental note, now. Bribe someone for a license.

Okay. Note made.

"That's fine," he replied, smiling faintly. "I think that's the last car in the world that should ever be impounded."

Ever.

"We can always say it's a prototype for Stark International."

Which the car's logo had been changed to. Shhhhhh.

"And that wouldn't make them want to take it all the more?"

Warren had no idea, here. Pharmaceuticals couldn't be 'impounded,' per se. At least, not by your average joe on the highway.

"Well... If worse comes to worse, we go faster."

"If it's where you're from, it's not like there's anyone around to catch that thing." Oh, X-Men movies.

"I can't see it ending well at all if there were," Warren confessed. "Not that I'm in much of a hurry to head back there anytime soon."

Because... X-Men movies.

"We'd get stopped by SHIELD where I'm from." Or AIM would take notice. Ew. AIM.

"Maybe somewhere uninhabited?"

"Like, what, somewhere in Arizona?"

Running out of fuel there would suck.

Not a bad idea! "...maybe the salt flats?"

The sad thing was, Warren could see nothing wrong with this plan at all, now.

"You know, that might actually work."

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