Chapter 80: Farewells

[Third Person's PoV] 

"I know this might be a bit late to ask, but what's going on with your eyes?" Melissa asked, studying Tony's futuristic-looking pupils.

"Contact lenses with the Forger's quirk factor," Tony replied, giving her a brief explanation as he finished setting up both Stella and Luna.

"Ah, I see. So you finally managed to pull it off. They look really good on you," Melissa nodded, still captivated by his eyes, which prompted Tony to wink at her.

"Doesn't everything?" Tony said smugly before turning his attention back to the task at hand. "Alright, let's take these girls to space!"

"Momo, if you would?"

Momo sighed but complied, beginning to build a protective screen in front of them. Tony held a tablet in his hand, his finger hovering over a large red button labeled: **Launch!**

Once Melissa and Momo were safely behind the screen alongside Tony, he hit the launch button. Large thrusters emerged from the bottom of the two devices. The thrusters were silent, but the power they generated sent sand flying everywhere.

Stella and Luna shot into the sky, cutting through the air before vanishing completely. Tony pressed a few buttons on the tablet, causing a holographic video to appear, streamed directly from his satellite. It showed Stella and Luna as they ascended higher, eventually becoming invisible to avoid detection. Yet, Tony's satellite still tracked them, displaying the two hovering in the vastness of space, awaiting further instructions.

"And that's what I call a successful launch," Tony said with a satisfied nod. Momo began retracting the panels she had set up, absorbing them back into herself as energy.

Tony then wrapped his arms around Melissa and Momo. "Well, ladies, a date awaits us."

"Please don't call it that," Momo murmured, blushing.

Melissa, on the other hand, gave Tony a pout, her eyes narrowing possessively.

…

They lounged in their chairs with contented smiles and full bellies as Baymax, dressed as a maid, waddled around, collecting their plates.

"Tony, please tell me you're giving us a Baymax to take home. I'll literally pay you," Howard said, looking at Tony with hopeful eyes.

"Don't worry, I've got you covered. I'm giving you one, but it's primarily for Mom. It'll be programmed as a midwife to help out with the pregnancy and all that."

"Will it still be able to cook?" Howard asked, his gaze full of anticipation.

"Yeah, it'll have a chef chip with recipes from all over the world. Honestly, I feel bad for your staff; half of them might be out of a job thanks to Baymax's performance."

They continued chatting until the evening grew late.

Howard and Maria sighed. "As much as we'd love to stay longer, it's getting late. We took a few days off to come and support you two, but we need to head back since we have work tomorrow morning."

Tony nodded in understanding. "Well, lucky for you, I have some parting gifts. Pack your things and meet me in the lab."

…

In the lab, Tony revealed what he had prepared for them: two Quinjets. Standing proudly before them, Tony said, "I was able to upgrade these bad boys. They're now capable of space travel. And get this—the trip from here to America? Five minutes, tops."

He puffed out his chest with pride. "One is for Mom and Dad, of course, and the other goes to my father-in-law. The Baymaxs are inside your Jets." 

"Five minutes!?" Howard exclaimed in surprise, his star-shaped pendant shaking as he shook his head, wondering why he was even surprised anymore.

"You're spoiling us, kid," David said, giving Tony a hug, his octopus necklace dangling loosely as he then hugged Melissa goodbye.

Maria hugged Tony tightly. "Now you have no excuse not to visit us. If you take too long, I'll fly that thing myself and show up in the middle of the night if I have to," she warned, wagging her finger at him, her whip-like bracelet shifting with every movement.

After everyone exchanged farewells, Howard glanced at David with a challenging smirk. "I'll race you."

"Oh, you're on," David replied excitedly.

Maria sighed, massaging her forehead. "I married a literal child…"

She turned to Howard, "And if you leave me behind, be ready to sleep on the couch."

With one final wave, they all entered their respective aircraft. Within seconds, both jets blasted off, turning into blurs as they sped away.

"Uh, I actually need to leave too. We've got school tomorrow—not to mention a curfew," Momo said a bit awkwardly.

"Aw, bummer," Melissa replied, disappointed.

Momo's phone buzzed, and she checked it. "Ah, actually, my ride's already here." She gave Melissa and Tony a farewell hug before heading out.

"And then there were two," Tony muttered as they watched Momo leave.

Melissa looked at Tony with a sad expression. "This place suddenly feels so empty," she said, waddling towards him with open arms, a pout on her face.

Tony couldn't help but chuckle as he hugged her back, pressing a kiss to her lips. "Just the two of us isn't so bad, you know."

"I'm being serious here," Melissa pouted, looking up at him.

Tony kissed her pouty lips again. "So am I," he murmured as he lifted her, her legs wrapping instinctively around his waist.

"Tony, it hasn't even been a minute since our parents left," Melissa said with a straight face, her hands resting on his shoulders as she looked down at him.

"Need I remind someone that they didn't want to do anything with our parents around?" Tony teased, raising an eyebrow before stealing another kiss.

Melissa held his face, kissing him back, "Sorry that I don't get excited at the thought of my dad being just across the hall," she said between kisses.

"And another thing," she continued, breaking the kiss with a mischievous smirk, "wasn't it someone who spent the entire night in his lab with another girl, leaving me to sleep alone?"

"Ah, in my defense, it was something very important that I had to accomplish, which you saw the results of."

"Mmhmm," Melissa pointed a finger at his nose, "I'm not sure how I feel about you spending so much alone time with another girl."

"Even if that girl is Momo?" Tony asked as he began walking around the lab, still carrying her in his arms.

"Especially if that girl is Momo. Momo's a very beautiful girl, and I, Mr. Stark, am someone who gets easily jealous."

Tony set her down on his work desk, leaning in closer. "Oh really now? I'm curious—just how jealous can you get?"

Melissa responded by pulling him into a passionate, aggressive kiss. "I'll show you," she whispered against his lips.

As they kissed, Melissa hurriedly tugged off Tony's shirt, then quickly removed her own, leaving her in just her bra. Tony reached behind her, swiping the contents of his work desk onto the floor with one quick motion, and Melissa slowly laid back, pulling him down with her.

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