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What happens when Howard Stark visits Downton on the eve of WWII?

I know what you're thinking; "this doesn't seem so bad, it even has pictures!" Keep reading, I'll wait. Did you get to "I quickly looked at myself in the mirror and pouted. I had terrible bed head, and looked like I had just been cured from being a zombie" yet? Do you want to die?

She's a stubborn and brilliant scientist forced to work for Tony Stark. He's Tony Stark, a stubborn and brilliant jerk who infuriates her. I think you see where this is going, no? I bet she's gonna reluctantly fall in love with him, huffing and puffing and brushing her blonde bangs out of her eyes along the way. Hopefully Pepper Pots will step in and put an end to this nonsense before I lose my mind.

Augh, right in the childhood. Tails, you stop contemplating things you shouldn't RIGHT THIS INSTANT. I know where this is headed, buddy, and I don't like it one bit. Warning, the full story is totally not safe for life.

I feel something burning in my "throught" too, but I'm pretty sure it's just vomit.

NaughtyLupine says: Oh my giddy aunt! I think that Harkness fellow may have penned a few of these.

BRB, gotta go find that fanart.

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