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You know what to do.

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technically action? i guess? mail???

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[ at some point on tony's birthday there's some package that's like. there's just way too much tape on it. it almost might as well be in a box made of tape. (sort of.)

anyway, inside it is a verrrry rudimentary robot that has a button and once - if - pressed, it moves around a little and plays whatever was the neatest version of 'happy birthday' peter could find. it might be trying to dance? it might just be trying not to fall over. it's difficult to tell - there isn't a whole lot of articulation. mostly it's stepping forward and backward and slightly tilting here and there while the arms move on a limited rotation.

also then peter might have panicked a little because who gives tony stark a robot
so he stuffed a 15 senc gift certificate for the pizza place he works at in at the last minute. so that's like crammed into the flaps at the top and hopefully tony might see it.

the package peter made sure his name wasn't on but the gift certificate does say which employee got it - just ftr, in case tony gets curious who is sending him animated scraps. ]

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[ Honestly, on the list of things Tony's not sure how best to deal with, this is definitely one of them. It makes something knot in his stomach - not in a bad way - but four cups of coffee does not actually solve it despite giving it the good old college try.

By the fourth hour of having the tiny robot in his possession, it's gone on his workbench where Dum-E can immediately begin several overtures at friendship, interspersed with preventing the little robot from walking directly off the table. Tony probably manages to kill another fourty-five minutes watching the spectacle before actually going back to work, and it's hour six by the time Dum-E realizes he can use his new friend to serenade the workshop with a "happy birthday" tune at will.

It's about three days later that Peter gets a message on his TAB. ]

pizza delivery, right?

[ NAILIN' IT ALREADY ]

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??

[ peter's first response comes more or less purely reflexively, because what. he hasn't sent anyone a text in a - well, a few hours, and none of them make sense with that message]

delivery within region is half an hour tops & i'm never late what's the problem

[ -oh

oh wait

oh shit



uhhhhhhhhh ]

maybe??

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great, perfect
think you could get a large cheese delivered sometime in the next two hours?

[ Should he call the actual pizza shop? Sure. Is he going to? Absolutely not. ]

and ACTION

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yeah sure

[ tony should definitely call the actual pizza shop, because peter looks weird giving them an immediate order in person, even though peter's not going to do anything about it beyond that. except maybe notice another order that's just like. ten minutes ahead. for the same thing. he might take it. it's not really the right thing, but. maybe there are impressions being made and it's only ten minutes - their guarantee won't suffer for that. they're really close already. totally.

as the spider flies, they're like basically next door neighbors, so. (look okay he does the other delivery first bc they were first but he does it really fast!!) peter figures they'll be fine. anyway it's like somewhere between eight and thirteen ten and seventeen minutes later that there's a ding-dong-faint-knock at the door. ]

action forever and ever

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[ To Peter's credit, that's way faster than he expected. Then again, what he knows of the kid (the kid who'd been here previously? Who may be the same kid, but may not be? Goddammit. Whatever.) is that he's eager to please, practically to a fault. Textbook overachiever.

Apparently pizza delivery is no exception.

He tries (and fails) to mask some of his amusement as he pulls the door open. ]

I know you guys market yourselves on your delivery time, but I think you might actually be under-selling it.

i am literally wearing the same pizza tshirt right now

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[ a couple seconds after ringing the bell he realizes he should probably smooth his hair down or something - swinging and tugging off his mask (just the mask, because quickness, but definitely at least the mask bc face!) probably means he looks like a crazy person, and (second?) first impressions are important!! so he's probably doing that when the door opens and wow he drops his hand so fast he basically slaps himself in the thigh. ]

Haha - [ ha hahahahaha ] - yeah, it's, uh. I guess it's faster if you... Call an employee..? [ wait, what? who else would you call? why would that make it faster?? what is he saying???

oh right he's holding a pizza great LET'S MOVE ON ] A large cheese, right?

method rp

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[ One eyebrow goes up at the spectacle, but he more or less lets Peter talk himself into silence before intervening. Maybe he just thinks it's funny? A mystery. ]

Got it in one. Quick and accurate, imagine that.

[ He pivots on his heel without any further ado and makes a vague gesture that probably indicates Peter should follow him in. With the pizza, of course.

Priorities. ]

is it also method if i reply this quickly; also wow mid-tag i notice what a perfect icon

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[ he does his best to not react or wilt or whatever with the eyebrow, ngl. he does a pretty good job, actually, but it's still obvious- well, no, it was clearly already obvious he was trying to make a good impression. come on, mr. stark, you've got to be used to people acting like this, right? that's how he's making himself feel better, at least.

normally people like. take the pizza from him at this point, but then again they also don't normally invite him inside, so he takes a couple seconds to make sure he's reading that right and then hurry-walks to make up for the hesitation. ] Well, accuracy without precision still isn't that helpful, right? [ wait, that. yeah, that's fine. it would be weird if he didn't say something, and that's not too bad.

it's also suddenly too quiet. ] I mean it's no Rosa's but it's still pretty good.

only if it's method rp that i get distracted and reply two months later

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[ They end up in his and Pepper's kitchen, which is certainly not a New York penthouse or a California mansion, but still has touches of the rich assholes they are - like the improbable light fixtures and the obsession with clean, smooth, minimalist everything.

Well, except for the little robot standing on the counter, of course.

He gestures for Peter to deposit the pizza somewhere, then leans against the far counter. ]

Your handiwork, right? [ He tips his head at the robot on the counter. ] Pizza delivery's an odd choice of profession for someone with your skillset.