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The first wedding night was not overshadowed by the events that had taken place. On the contrary, Tony decided to take his mind off his worries, so the new vibrantium bed was tested rapidly. The bed passed the test with honour, but not the walls and other pieces of furniture. So soon, the entire renovated room was covered with viburnum. However, even such beautiful moments could not last forever. The next day, Pepper started to deal with the firm's business, and Stark began to sort things out.

  - What the fuck, Jarvis?!

  At this moment, Jean Grey, Peter and May Parker, and Felicia Hardy were gathered in the drawing room. Lady Sif and his mate Rowdy had travelled with Thor and Loki to Asgard, but Tony wasn't worried about them, as the portkey with the puncher would pull them from anywhere. The other question was what to do with the two ladies titanised without his consent and the willful Jarvis.

  - What am I supposed to do with all this? What kind of logic did you use?

  - You said you were short of people, and Mrs. Parker and Miss Hardy, though inexperienced, are trustworthy and adequate people directly related to your student. Besides, there was an emergency at the time, during which delay threatened significant loss of life.

  - I'll pretend to believe you. But we'll talk to you later, my iron friend. And what brings you girls to the area of hostilities? - Tony asked.

  - Yes, because we are tired of sitting and waiting! Worrying and thinking about whether Peter will come home or not? - said May Hardy, nodding in agreement. - You're risking your lives, helping people, but have you thought about your loved ones? What they're thinking and worrying about? Have you seen how your wife's been beating herself up, Mr Stark?

  - Okay, okay, don't yell at me like it's my fault that my student has a pain in the arse, - Tony tactfully left out that he became a hero much earlier than Peter. And it was him he was taking an example from. - What happened is what happened. The question is, what are you gonna do next?

  - What are our options? - Parker asked.

  - Option one. I'm giving you a serum that will reverse the changes. You will live as before, remembering what happened as a terrible dream. But of course, you'll lose your powers. The second option. We leave things the way they are. There are a lot of Neoludes at the moment, so your new abilities won't surprise anyone. Of course, in both options, you sign a magical non-disclosure contract of where you got your abilities from. As you realise, this information can unleash World War III. And finally, the third option. Also, with a contract. You join me in the Stark International Rescue Service, which is currently under construction, consisting of non-humans, titanised veterans, medics and rescuers, and Jarvis drones. Full benefits and high pay are guaranteed.

  - I was a nurse when I was young," Parker's aunt said, twirling a brown curl thoughtfully around her finger. - I can choose what I want to do, can't I?

  - Of course, you can. Moreover, you'll take advanced first aid and rescue courses with all the necessary certificates and authorisations. And I'll provide you with artefacts, tools and medicines, including nanites, that will allow you to put a dead man back on his feet if there's anything left of him in one piece and his soul hasn't had time to fly away," Stark nodded.

  - Soul? Fly away? - Hardy, who had never heard Peter talk about his magic lessons, asked. - You sound like you're doing some kind of magic, and not for the first time. Isn't it all technology?

  - Only some things can be made by technology, at least at our current level of development. Or it's so labour-intensive that it needs to make more sense. And yes, like Peter, I am a mage," Tony nodded approvingly at Peter. - Well done, apprentice, for not blabbing. Tell the uninformed here about souls.

  - I couldn't because of my apprenticeship oath," the boy muttered, watching a bored Jean Grey cooking something in the kitchen with telekinesis, which made the place clean and the productivity incredible, replacing a dozen experienced cooks. She didn't even need a cooker, as she could use the flames of a phoenix as a flame. - The thing about souls is that they are attached to bodies. Without them, only the strongest mages and those attached to the earth by something can exist and resist being drawn into the wheel of Sansara for subsequent reincarnation or the corresponding belief domain of a god or archdemon. It can be strong emotions, curses or a unique soul structure. In general, after clinical death and the beginning of brain degradation, the soul lasts from a few moments to a few minutes. It also depends on whether the person wants to live, his willpower, feelings at the time of death and even the faith of others in him. The mother with a pierced breast that I healed in front of you was held together by an intense love, care, concern and responsibility for her child. Therefore, even though the body was dead, the soul was there for her. Apart from that, the body's integrity and the method of killing affect it. If at least the head is not damaged, it is quite possible to resurrect a person. Much worse is the complete mincing, disintegration or burning of the body into ashes, as well as killing charms, deliberately breaking the soul's bonds with the body. After the same Avada, the soul flies away instantly and, without a strong anchor, immediately goes to rebirth.

  - Well done, - he praised his student Stark and then attracted a chocolate bar from the shelf with a magical analogue of telekinesis.

  Praise backed up by a tasty treat is always better than just praise and creates positive associations. And who's talking about Pavlov's dog?

  - Take a chocolate bar off the shelf. That's exactly right, but it's more than just treating and rescuing people that our service will do. In addition, it will fight against the manifestation of the elements, defend against hostile non-humans, terrorists and other aggressors, and rebuild what has been destroyed.

  - Isn't it something that people can't do on their own? - Grey came over with a vast, delicious-smelling apple pie.

  She had read that the way to a man's heart was through his stomach, so she tested that method. Since she couldn't just get him into bed.

  - Mmm, thank you, that's delicious. You're going to make a great cook," Tony answered her question, praising the sweet and sour molasses spreading in his mouth, "Yes, people are doing it. That's what "somehow" and "somehow" are doing, getting there in time to deal with tragedy when it's already happened. Take floods and forest fires. They liquidate their consequences, collecting survivors and corpses, while the disasters are controlled only locally at best. If at all. Although Monroe, nicknamed Storm, is capable of not only causing but stopping hurricanes. Make it rain in the desert or stop a monsoon. Jin, who is here among us, may not be able to stop an earthquake, but she can keep an entire city from shaking, not to mention avalanches or landslides. I'm not talking about more minor problems. Of course, there's also the transport problem to the scene because even an upgraded SR-71 Blackbird of the X-Men, capable of low orbit and flying at Mach five, would take two and a half hours to get to the other side of the planet.

  - Isn't Ororo on Professor Xavier's team? - Jean wondered, pleased to be praised.

  Who doesn't like praise? Unless you're a narcissist with an inflated ego, who takes it for granted. The others, including Parker, were staring at the fragile girl sitting next to them, who, as it turned out, was a goddess in a skirt. Or a monster, according to other people. But how could such a beautiful girl who made such delicious pies be considered a monster?

  - Not anymore," Stark smiled smugly. - Together with Peter "Colossus" Rasputin, Kitty "Ghost Cat" Pryde and Robert "Iceman" Drake, they joined us. They were tired of fighting their brothers, and I promised them I wouldn't throw them into battle unless the situation left them no choice. Especially since their abilities are more suited for peaceful purposes. Colossus is relatively slow but very strong and can rake through rubble. Kitty can reach right through them, pulling people out directly. Iceman is a godsend in Africa, as he can freeze fresh water, and in tandem with Ororo, he can turn a desert into a green oasis, especially if you add genetically modified seeds and plant magic. By the way, Jin, you can increase and replenish the vitality of plants and humans.

  - Yes, but I only have a little experience with it. The last time I tried it, my ficus grew ten metres tall and tried to eat a street cat," Jean grinned.

  - A good result for the first time. Later, I'll pass on what I know about plants and plant magic with a mental packet. Jarvis, you also make a mental packet of everything related to botany and agronomy.

  - Once again, poor Jarvis is being forced to work without pay, days off or holidays....

  - Please remind me how much your equipment costs and how much energy it uses.

  - As far as I know, it costs nothing. You created everything with magic.

  - You little arsehole," Stark shook his head. - Raising a troll for his own good!

  - As the teacher is the student, so is the student. You said so yourself," Peter said with a chuckle.

  - There's another one! Jean, promise me you won't be like that?

  - Well, you pay my wages," she grinned.

  - They pay you? - Parker exclaimed in feigned indignation.

  Although apprenticeship and help him really do not pay. But here, it is more likely that he will only pay back for a while, if not to remember about his exzorone with manipulators.

  - All right, all right, that's enough, you've done it, poor old humble Tony Stark. I hope you're happy. What do you ladies think? - he turned to May and Felicia, who were laughing into his hand.

  - 'Phew, I agree,' Mrs Parker replied.

  - 'So do I... But I'd like to ask for some help. Will you help release my father from the Shield prison?

  - If he's a criminal, he should be in prison. I can't do that.

  - He is... a criminal, but not really," young Hardy told the following story.

  The Black Cat was a thief but with his own principles. He didn't even rob all the rich, but only those who had made their fortunes through dishonest labour - corrupt officials, criminals and businessmen connected with crime, like Obadiah or Ambal. Of course, stealing the stolen goods was still stealing, but Kot gave much of the proceeds to charity. Being an orphan who grew up in an orphanage in Detroit, he understood more than anyone else the difficulties of the pupils of these institutions. And now, one day, he steals something that should not have been stolen. The secret of Abraham Erskine's serum. If not for that, the Shield wouldn't care about Cat, but history is a subjunctive mood. So they threw him in prison, hoping to find out the secret of the serum. He's been there for ten years.

  - Jarvis, do you confirm Miss Hardy's words? - Tony himself may feel that the girl is telling the truth, but it only means she believes in her truth. And in reality, it could have been different.

  - Affirmative. I also found out that Hydra was involved in the capture and imprisonment of Walter Hardy, but they couldn't transport him to one of their bases because of Fury's attention to the case. So that got him "hung up" for ten years in a closed prison. The Shield doesn't need the serum so much to torture a civilian for the sake of it, and Hydra can't transport him discreetly, having launched an assault on a vast, closed underground prison. But they can't release him either because they have something to jail him for, and Shield can't allow information about the secret of the serum to spread and won't let others. I've already sent the coordinates to your Starckphone. I hope you're satisfied, my master exploiter.

  - Yes, I will. I'll make you a body. I'm sick of it," Tony said. - I'll send my diminutive drones under invisibility, and when they find the cell with your father, then, having created a homunculus from his DNA, will transport him here. We'll figure out what to do next.

  - Then I'm all yours! - Felicia exclaimed, but then she realised. - I meant I'll take the contract!

  - I don't think I'd steal a bride from my apprentice, even one so beautiful," Stark grinned. - For now, sign the non-disclosure contracts, and we'll decide the rest after we agree on who you'll be in my service and after you've completed all the necessary courses. You don't have to pay for them even in case of further refusal, but passing them is necessary, not just for ticking boxes. Peter, take your aunt and girlfriend home, then get back to me. I've got trophies to sort out.

***

  There were a lot of trophies. There are alien bodies and their uniforms. Their flying machines, Leviathans and even almost the whole flagship, which, after the restoration, charms became as good as new. However, with the equipment and bodies, he could deal with Jarvis and a team of biologists Stark led by Betty Ross and Helena Cho. Of most interest to Stark were the cube and the spear, or what was inside them. Yes, as it turned out, the cube and the spear were merely shells, intermediaries for natural artefacts of chthonic power. Stark didn't know what they were called, but after discovering their properties, he named them the mind and space stones.

  The former was a direct connection to the infosphere. The sphere where all thoughts, consciousness and subconsciousness of all intelligent beings in the universe or even the multiverse merge. However, using such power directly will simply kill you, as there is no cataloguing in the infosphere, and if you ask even some harmless question about the borscht recipe, you will be torn by billions and trillions of variations of this dish. That's why it is more correct to use it indirectly because the pure energy of this stone enhances psionic abilities, organises thoughts better than any NZT pill, and develops the seventh shell.

  This made the purpose of the shells transparent: holding the stone in your bare hand was like having a piece of antimatter to warm your hands. But the stone itself was also fascinating in structure, being an ordered crystalline supercomputer with, presumably, infinite computing power due to its direct connection to the infosphere. For this reason, on Jarvis' advice, Tony decided to use it to create Jarvis' body.

  Thanks to the protean charms, both Stark and Jin could access the stone at any time, especially in their case. It did not give such a considerable amplification - Jin was not weaker. Stark, after absorbing and processing the energy of the stone, felt that his sixth shell, the shell of the mind, even though it had become more prominent, more robust and of higher quality, the soul itself did not allow to develop more, having reached the limit in terms of mental development.

  The second stone was a source of unknown energy, directly affecting the space. Actually, it became clear at one because the "Pokeball" in which Peter had put it, at the moment,t had a space ten times larger than initially, and this was only because of the passive influence of the tesseract. Any expanded area with the infusion of the stone's energy became more significant and stable.

  Stark now dreamed of finding a timestone to create a domain similar to Vlad's. Even directly, however, Tony benefited from it, as it expanded not only his spatial pockets but also his own, which contained energy as it was absorbed. Now, he could absorb ten times more energy than before without losing consciousness, but even here, he hit a limit, feeling like a hamster almost torn apart by a drop of nicotine. His ability to create portals and apparate had also increased, allowing him to master Blink to the fullest and enter hyperspace. But as he entered it, he left it, for it was crawling with creatures and whatever the hell else.

  The direct infusion of space-stone energy leads to the destruction of matter at the atomic level, as the distance between particles becomes so great that they disintegrate into subatomic particles. Only adamantium and vibrantium can resist this, and even then, not for long.

  But the spatial stabilisation charms work perfectly. Tesseract Tony decided to install it in his future spaceship, which will be a remake of the alien one. For this purpose, the cladding and internal units will be replaced with more perfect ones made of adamantium, vibrantium and vibranium, using all the technologies of different civilisations and races known to him and enchantments and runes. The tesseract itself will augment the space pocket tied to the starship, which will have multiple outlets and bindings on Earth and the Moon for greater stability and security, as well as create portals for travelling and serve as a power source for the main weapon. Anti-material weapons are often too destructive, and plasma weapons are not enough. The trickier thing about spatial energy is that it can be faster than light or beat open portals from the most unexpected places.

  Ironically, Stark said that the Shield would make a weapon from the tesseract, and he's already invented one. However, he still had the idea of creating his own domain in the first place. He often found that safe and secure areas suddenly became less safe and secure.

  Naturally, while Stark was dealing with the trophies, the world was not standing still, directly affecting his company. Especially now that everyone had learnt that Tony Stark was Iron Man. And he was the one who owned the hordes of drones and weaponised satellites. Although the ordinary people were mainly grateful to him for saving and further rebuilding their homes, causing millions of dollars to be collected as thanks, governments and competitors were stirring up panic and filing lawsuits in the courts. There was lynching, illegal possession of weapons of mass destruction, and unlawful creation of PMCs, and the media raised the topic of when Tony Stark would go crazy and take over the U.S. or the world, which for Americans is equivalent. Shield helped, but somehow sluggishly, because Fury was now busy with a large-scale yet top-secret operation, "Hercules", named in honour of the hero who killed Lernaeus Hydra. Everything was coming to a point where Stark Industries had taken too big a bite out of a pie it couldn't digest. Many analysts foreshadowed the end of the businessman who thought he had no idea what he was doing. And even the announcement of the fusion reactor prototype could not save the situation but aggravated it. They say Stark decided, with the help of their reactors, to arrange a second Hiroshima and Chornobyl in one person.

  Help came from where they didn't expect it. Also, Xavier directly and indirectly began to help Stark, who already had more than a couple of hundred non-humans in his service. Still, if not for this telepath, the war between humans and mutants would have begun long ago, and it was he who gradually reduced the degree of unrest with the help of diplomacy, whereas with the use of telepathy or his X-men and all at once. More can be achieved by good words and telepathy than by mere good mention. If it were not for this influence, the world war of non-humans with everyone else would have happened decades ago. It was not this help that was most unexpected, however.

  One day, when Pepper was again swamped with many things to do, despite the growing staff of assistants and Jarvis' help, she dreamed of finally coming home, where her husband would give her a terrific massage, which would turn into an equally fantastic sex. The woman did not know what she wanted more because, with her new body constitution, she could feel the pleasure of a massage performed by someone other than Tony only from a concrete breaker. That's when one of her assistants walked in.

  - Leah, is that you? How many times have I told you not to knock? - Pepper looked up for a second and angrily chastised the woman.

  - I'm sorry, but I'm not Leah.

  The skin of a forty-something woman in a business suit floated away, and a naked, flexible, snake-like woman with blue, scale-like skin, red hair and yellow-black animal eyes appeared before Mrs. Stark.

  - Don't worry, nothing has happened to your assistant. She is still sitting in her office working on your report.

  - A mystic, as I understand it. And what does Magneto's right-hand man, the head of the Brotherhood of Mutants, need from me? - Having activated the magic Shield and holding the port key at the ready, the woman asked tensely.

  - I told you not to worry. If I wanted to attack, I would have done it covertly. And there's no point in me attacking my mutant sister... or what are we called now? Neo-humans? Neosapiens? I'll admit Tony Stark has talent and a good PR agency. One name to turn us from the dregs of society, associated with mutated rats in the sewers, into a new stage of human development.

  - Have you come to praise my husband?

  - That, too. Or are you jealous? How nice. But unfortunately for you and me, no, I've come to bring you the goodwill of the Brotherhood of Mutants. We've had our differences, and Eric and Tony have suffered. However, Eric is willing to admit his guilt and that his plan was flawed, apologise, and make a fresh start.

  - Why all of a sudden? Just because we became non-humans?

  - If it were that simple, the X-Men and the Brotherhood of Mutants would be together instead of fighting each other. Everyone has a different view of the future of mutants, but Stark's is unique.

  - What is it?

  - To start, I'll give you an overview of the most popular currents. Charles Xavier believed that mutants should discard their advantages and mimic ordinary people without using their abilities for their own good. For this purpose, he teaches his students to control their powers and hide them while being educated as ordinary people.

  - I don't see anything wrong with that," Pepper said.

  - Can you walk on one leg while pretending to be disabled? I can. But why? Why do you have to deprive yourself of something just so that other disabled people don't look at you with envy and hatred because you are healthy and they are not? - Mystique clarified the misconception. Conversely, the Brotherhood of Mutants believes that we, as a more advanced species, should rule over the less advanced by assimilating it over time. This happened with the Neanderthals and other transitional species. They were absorbed or wiped out. However, as many people say, we don't want to exterminate humans. After all, we came from simple families. We simply believe that fear, hatred and envy of people will not let us live peacefully. People will never accept us as "theirs". And this opinion is confirmed by people's view of mutants. Do you know how many governments and organisations want to control non-humans? How many times we've been put in collars? Even little children scream and point fingers at us. With your permission, I will remain silent about what adults say and do. While pacifists scream about equality and fraternity, in underground laboratories, our brothers and sisters are tortured, trained and stripped of their organs, regardless of age, sex or health!

  - I can't say I understand your feelings, but I sympathise. But what does this have to do with Tony?

  - Stark showed me a third way. That we're not weapons. We're not scum. We don't have to hide but can use our abilities for good and get paid for it. He also gave us the freedom to choose. At first, Eric wanted to kill Stark for creating a mutation blocker because he gave a weapon against non-humans with his own hands. But Tony also gave him the antidote to the blocker. And that changes everything.

  - Aren't you in favour of accepting the non-humans as they are? How does the blocker fit in with that? - Pepper was genuinely surprised.

  - We're radicals, not idiots. For one thing, what Stark created would have been created by someone else someday. If one can do it, so can another. Especially since billions have been and are being allocated. Do you know how many of these labs we and the X-Men have shut down, or do you think they tested their untested drugs? Secondly, the antidote to the blocker will likely work for most of the others that come along in the future. Third... It took me twenty-five years to accept myself. And that's despite living in a mutant family and surrounded by mutants. And finally, there are abilities not just objectively repulsive, like eating flies or disgusting odours, but also simply interfering with life. Like absorbing life energy from everyone you touch. What's it like to live without hugs, kisses, sex with the person you love? Rogue herself came to us hoping that the machine that turns people into mutants would drain her abilities. But now we have a choice, and as long as Stark Industries exists and continues to hire here and in this new non-human rescue service of yours, the Brotherhood of Mutants will not touch you. In fact, as a gesture of goodwill, I brought you two lists today," Mystique handed over two puffy folders. - The first one contains mutants who want to join your service. It's up to you whether you want them or not. The second is a list of those who ordered us to kill Tony Stark and destroy your company.

  - So that's why they're quiet," Pepper clenched her hands, causing the metal Parker pen in her hand to crumple into a lump of ink and metal. - So they realised there was no point in sending mercenaries and hired you? Well, I'll pass your words on to my husband. I don't think he'll want to fight, though. It's better to have friends than enemies.

  - Thank you for listening. Also, now I know why Tony chose you, congratulations on the wedding.

  Taking on the guise of a caretaker, Mystique walked out of the office, meeting up with the assistant whose guise she had taken on earlier. The first rule of privacy Raven had learnt was not to stay in one guise for too long.

  - Shit," Pepper dripped ink on the papers and went to wash her hands and order new printouts.

  Having finished with the trophies, Stark went down to his underground bunker, where the blanks for Jarvis's body with soul catchers were located at a depth of thirty metres. Generally, there are two types of artificial bodies. Clones and homunculi. Homunculi are artificially created organic bodies without souls, and clones develop from the beginning by quite a classical method from a fertilised egg. In such bodies, atman appears due to the laws of the creator, and the rest of the soul shells grow on it. However, they have no mind, so even if you kill them, it's like having an abortion - the atman will break off and go looking for another receptacle. So pro-lifers can go fuck themselves. Think abortion at 300 weeks. Clones are grown in different ways, too. You can build accelerated development into the genome or magically accelerate it, but in that case, the body will turn out to be weak and weak-willed, just like the soul.

  Stark took the long and complicated route. Jarvis can be called his son because the sperm is taken from him. But the egg Pepper refused to give Pepper, sending Stark far away with his experiments. But Jean agreed, and with undisguised joy. Tony guessed the reasons for her happiness but tried not to think about it. In general, in the vita-capsule under constant irradiation, time acceleration and feeding a mixture of phoenix Jin's energy with neutral mana, the foetus grew to about 16-17 human years. This was not the first experiment and not the only one, but it was the most successful in terms of genetic modifications, as it received the gene for energy absorption and telekinesis. After that, nanites were introduced into the body, which strengthened the whole body with cybernetic implants, replaced bones, ligaments, muscles, and subcutaneous coverings, supported organs with vibrantium and adamantium, and built a structure in the head that gave a connection through protean charms with the central computer of Jarvis and other necessary peripherals. A mind stone was built right into the forehead, with the possibility of "sinking" under the skull's protection.

  In general, the final product of the mad genius of Stark, Helena Cho, Betty Ross and Jarvis resembled a very advanced development project of Lerach, the Sumerian Master of artefacting, who wanted to turn his body into an artefact in Vladimir's world. However, the ideas of that project were reflected first in Stark's drones and suits and now in Jarvis' body, for everything that could be enchanted was enchanted. Every millimetre of bone and skin was covered with invisible runes in more than one layer, allowing Jarvis to use his entire body as a conduit for magic. Of course, Tony had thought of the defences against rebellion as well. At first, the soul from such a perfect body was transferred to a simple one, where Jarvis swore with his soul that he would not betray Tony by word, deed or inaction. Then he moved this soul into the finished body and performed several rituals that fixed it there so firmly that it could not be dislodged by an ordinary Avada. Only black death is possible, and that's not a fact. And destruction, if it could be done, was not a problem for Jarvis, thanks to the inbuilt spells of self-healing, self-repair and nanites.

  Finally, the day of Jarvis' awakening arrived. To which, purely for safety reasons, he invited only Jean.

  - Enerwaite! - Tony exclaimed pathetically, waving his hand toward Jarvis, who was lying in the open capsule, looking at the moment like an average human, covered in silver-gold metal and with a golden translucent stone on his forehead. It could be recessed, and the hole covered by nanites to mimic skin if necessary. - Um, Jarvis, wake up!

  At this point, the personality core had already been transferred to the new body, so there was no way he could respond.

  - What? Did something happen to him? - Grey asked worriedly.

  She did not regard Jarvis as her son, as it might seem. It's more like a close friend and a blood relative at that. The only kindred, in fact.

  - Shall I try?

  - You try," Stark nodded, and at that moment, a wave of life flame burst from the girl's hands, flowing into Jarvis's body.

  The stone in his forehead glowed, the electrodes electrocuted his body, causing it to convulse, and then it fell to the ground, jerking uncomfortably. However, it took only a few seconds for Jarvis to get his bearings and stand up.

  - Your bodies are entirely uncomfortable! How can you walk on two legs with such an imperfect brain? - Jarvis muttered. - And why did you put a dick on me?

  - You designed this body yourself," Stark said indignantly.

  - Who else should I take if all the relatively intelligent meat bags I know are humanoids? - Taking the clothes and clumsily poking at them, Jarvis replied. Then he spat and created a holographic psionic illusion of the clothes.

  - I should have made you a woman. You may be less outraged.

  - Your gender chauvinism doesn't concern me. I hate all meat bags equally. And beyond that, the limitations of your bodies don't affect me.

  To prove it, Jarvis assumed the guise of a naked Jean, to which she responded with a raised eyebrow and a flicked glance at Stark to see his reaction. To her smugness and delight, Tony was quite impressed. Especially after Jarvis said in a highly languid voice:

  - What, have you decided to play your mating games with me already, Master?

  - Fucking hell, Jarvis, don't make me regret giving you a body!

  - Oh, it's all right to joke about it. But poor, weak, stupid Jarvis, it's not! - puffed up AI in the strongest magically enhanced synthetic organic body in the world and with a mind stone in his forehead. - And it's called a friend!

  - Ha-ha-ha, come on, mate," Stark put his arm around Jarvis, who had regained his "default" appearance. - It's a pity that with our bodies, we can't get drunk, and I can't go out with girls. I'm a married man now...

  - Then let's go to "Disneyland"? - Jarvis turned round and smiled.

  - So the almighty AI, having a body, wants to go to Disneyland first? Bloody hell, I'm in. Gene, are you in? Um... Gene, why are you crying?

  - I've never been to Disneyland either. It was too noisy for my telepathy, and when I learned to control it, it was too late....

  - It's never too late! Wait, I have to ask Pepper and Peter!

  So, a magician, a billionaire, a genius, a philanthropist and a playboy together with the director of one of the largest international firms, a powerful AI and the strongest neo-human in the world with a cosmic essence inside, as well as with Felicia, May and Peter who joined them, went to Disneyland for the first time. And it's a day Disneyland Florida will never forget.