Responsible Fangirling

[madimpossibledreamer]

Main Points:
Buffy the Vampire Slayer/Iron Man Crossover (Self-Made Hero)
Summary: I'll actually talk about the party at some point.  It was the best of times, it was the worst of times.  Also, the peanut gallery will not shut up in my head.  -Xander
Word Count: 325
Rating: Gen

           “This is really cool,” she admits.  Later, the terror of the evening will probably catch up with her but she’s currently running on an adrenaline high, and it’s true that it is kinda cool.  “I never thought I’d be working for a superhero boss.”
           He glances at her, startled, and smiles.  It’s sweet and shy.  “Would you like to see my lab?”
           “Is that a come-on?” she asks, because she can read him in this mood, and knows he’s easy to fluster when he’s like this.
           Also, it’s fun.
           And a distraction from the fact that she could have died from attending an international company event.
           True to form, he blushes a little.  “What?  No!  It’s…it’s completely normal.  Well, no, actually it isn’t, it’s my lab, but…”
           “I’ve been in your lab,” she points out, and he shakes his head.
           “My ‘show it off to the world’ lab, yes.  Not the secret lab.  That is an extension of the normal lab.”  He trots downstairs, and she follows, and he waves a hand and says, “White Star, let’s show her where all the magic happens,” and a female voice answers, “Secret lab open, sir.”
           And then she’s gaping, because there’s an actual suit of powered armor in there and it’s too cool for words.  She runs up to it, examining it from all angles, leading to a gentle chuckle.
           That’s enough to let the words start coming again.  “This is so awesome!  How does it work?  What’s it like?  My boss is a superhero and this is probably one of the best days of my life.”
           He’s still staring at her, bemused.  “You are going to spoil me,” is what he ends up saying eventually.  “Seriously, I’ll want to keep you.”  Even he realizes that sounds a little dumb, judging by the look on his face, but rolls his eyes and steps forward anyway.  “If you want a show, then who am I to say no?”