Buffy the Vampire Slayer/Iron Man Crossover (Self-Made Hero)
Summary: Sometimes, having eidetic memory is a bitca.
Word Count: 265
“Kris, if you’re trying to spare my feelings, don’t worry about it.” He’s hesitant and pained and it’s hard for him to talk about this, but he’s trying to get something important out. “I just—she is a different person now, and I want to make it up to her. Seriously. I’d like her if I met her now for the first time. I just…can’t do it personally. And I delegate so much to you, and maybe it’s not fair to ask you of all people to do this, but…”
She doesn’t respond for several long seconds, instead electing to continue to work on her KnightPad (it’s catchier than Knight Tablet, Xander argues, and she just rolls her eyes because it’s not like he’s marketing tablets yet even though he could; he has a weird sense of fair play) and then eventually nods when the silence begins turning to hurt. “I’ll do it. I’ll try to think about her just as another Slayer, because if I think about who she actually is and what she did I’ll get mad and she wouldn’t like me when I’m mad. And I won’t tell you about it, just that it’s happening.”
She giggles as he surprise hugs her from the back, arms snaking under hers. “You’re in trouble if I break this. I don’t care that you can fix it in an afternoon. I’ve got important files on there.”
“I can restore them.” He leans in and presses a kiss to her ear, waggling his fingers goofily. “Ma-gic,” he whispers, and she rolls her eyes.