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ok but I'm assuming there's a welcoming committee? I'd just like to say that I haven't been introduced to the welcoming committee and also, I'm assuming there's a brochure somewhere, something along the lines of 'welcome to wonderland here are 101 ways to get high'?

didn't get that either.

so that said, i'm going to compile a list of every question you must have heard a thousand times before.

✘ this pocket universe is inspired by carrol's wonderland. duh. any signs of a portal? anything?

✘ are the mirrors creepy in a 1984 way or in a creepy-girls-WILL-climb-out-at-night way? super important.

✘ where are the EAT ME and DRINK ME stuff? because I had cookies three hours ago and I'm reporting no change in size. Where do I file a complaint?

✘ how many people's heads have been offed? is that a thing?

✘ is there really a high caterpillar? because meeting the guy's on my bucket list.

✘ HAVE all of the mansion's horses and all of its men tried to put Humpty together again?

also fyi if you see a guy in a flying suit of armor that's just me. don't shoot, it never ends well and also it gives me a serious electromagnetic headache.

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( he’s fairly certain a suit doesn’t count as a suit of armor, sir. but he assumes that from the greeting, this is the guy from the network. he makes his way over to the table, doesn’t sit down yet because he’s a little busy looking tony over, from head to toe--searching for anything that looks like it could help him fly. rocket boots, a power ring, whatever.

not that most people he knows who can fly needs that stuff, but. must be the suit then, right? )

Yeah, one of two here. The other Superboy is bigger. ( jon raises a hand towards tony, offers it to him with a smile on his lips. ) It's nice to meet you, sir.

[ ok that's the strangest kid tony stark's ever met. if only peter parker were here to learn a bit about formality and less about babbling in tony's answering machine.

he'll even shake that hand, odd as this might be. ]

Tony Stark.

[ there are two, huh. ]

How old is the other one? how come there's two of you sharing the same codename?

( babbling is also a skill he has; he'll get there, eventually. manners just come first. his grip's firmer than it should be, considering his size. )

He's uh--older? ( technically younger, chronologically. but that's hard to explain. ) Late teens? And we're from different universes. In his, I don't exist--and in mine, he doesn't. He's pretty awesome though.

So you've met with a parallel dimension person and didn't create a paradox.

[ that really is a talent. ]

and you're both superheroes. aspiring superheroes? what's your skill-set?

He’s not me really, so. ( if he has to explain the multiverse he’s going to give them both headaches. ) There’s like. . uh, shoot. ( give him just a second here, he’s got this. ) My parents’re from a different earth than I was raised on. I guess something happened, and the multiverse kinda broke? And they ended up on another universe, which had other versions of themselves, too, who did different stuff than they did, and they were younger than my parents by a little. My mom and dad from the earth I grew up on never would’ve had me, ‘cause they weren’t even-- ( he raises both hands, puts the tips of both his index fingers together. ) y’know.

The other Superboy and I grew up way differently, have different names—aside from Superboy— and um, only share one parent. Kinda. ( he probably shouldn’t explain the whole clone thing, since it’s not really his place to tell. ) My dad’s Kryptonian—from another planet somewhere super far away from Earth. Or it was super far away. He can fly and has super strength, super hearing, super speed, super vision, heat vision, invulnerability. . and some other stuff.

And I inherited them from him. So I'm training to be a superhero, too.

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the multiverse kinda broke.

[ he repeats. it's dry and wry and those who know tony stark could tell that there's some concern there, too. it's very hard to go back from the multiverse kinda breaking. ]

That's a lot of family history, junior.

[ but you know what, he'll bite. ]

How fast can you fly?

( considering they’re now inside some weird pocket dimension where people from numerous different universes end up—maybe there are worse things that could happen? he gives a sheepish smile in response, anyway, moves a hand up to thread his fingers through his hair. )

Haha. . yeah. Something like that. I don’t really know what happened exactly because I was a baby, but. .

( flying is definitely a better topic than discussing the weird multiverse problems they have. )

I don’t know, really! I haven’t tested it, and flying’s still kinda a new skill. Fast? Definitely faster than a plane.

Okay.

[ he gets up, sighing as he goes. ]

You haven't had any pie. Are you sure you don't want pie? we're going to fly, you might want to try it before we do.

[ look at him, already feeling responsible. ]

( a good tony. so responsible. but right, the pie. now he really wants pie but also he’s really excited to go flying with someone who can also fly? he gives a look down to tony’s own pie, then to the tea room shop, then back to the pie, then out to the window. )

I guess a little would be nice. ( so he gets up and—goes to the counter, to get himself a nice piece of apple pie and sits himself down with it, pausing to speak before shoving a forkful into his mouth: ) How fast can you fly?

Faster than a plane.

[ he says with a bit of a crooked smile. somehow, it makes him think of rhodey. even with everything that happened, the thought of rhodey makes him calm down somewhat. ]

( so maybe as fast as jon can. that’s cool. he’s a little busy shoving pie down his face, otherwise he’d respond to tony in turn. as it is, he makes quick work of what he has in front of him, quickly finishing off the pie before he jumps back up to his feet and wipes off his mouth with the back of his sleeve.

the pie has been conquered, so it’s time to move on to more exciting things: ) Ready?

We are going to discuss all of this at length some day. I'm just saying.

[ but right now, tony needs to know what he's dealing with. spiderman was one thing, flying children is a whole other story.]

roof it is.

[ it might seem weird, the man in the good leather shoes and stylish suit taking flight but what do you know. ]

( sometimes jon fights things in his pajamas, so he's really not one to judge. )

Talk about what? ( he already explained like. everything. there's not really anything else he can discuss about it? what else do you say about being half alien. really. but he points off in the direction of the stairwell, and starts walking. )

It's this way, c'mon.

Testing skills. Superhero things, all that comes with it.

[ responsibility, that is, as much as tony's allergic to it most days. as they climb the stairs, he pockets his sunglasses. ]

Have you tested it here? flying? they say you should go above a certain altitude.

Oh, sure. ( he's always up for fun training times.

even with some weird dude who apparently flies around in a suit of armor. at the question, jon shifts his weight a bit, bends his knees and then--just kind of hoverfloats his way up the staircase at eye level with tony. )

Yeah, but I haven't really tried to go that high.

We're not going to try this time, either. We'll go to the end of the hills and back. let's say six rounds.

[ children flying, of course it's a thing. ]

Sounds good to me. ( it really makes him wonder: what's faster: a half alien, or a suit? speaking of the suit: )

Where's your armor?

It'll be here.

[ he says as he fiddles with his watch. ]

F.R.I.D.A.Y, let's get moving.

[ 'yes boss', a female voice answers from somewhere. tony's phone, probably. ]

"Friday"?

( well that's. mildly unexpected. he eyes the watch curiously, but doesn't. reach out for it or anything. ) Is it an AI?

It's a program, not an A.I. Just a really good, genius program that I've happened to design.

[ so maybe he gives himself compliments but also, F.R.I.D.A.Y is amazing if only because she reminds him of Pepper. ]

Oh, that's cool! What does it do?

( he won't judge tony for bragging. being able to program is a a pretty great skill. )

Just about everything. You should really step aside now.

[ because the suit would attach itself, part by part to the man who invented it. brought about by a command given to F.R.I.D.A.Y, by a manual one sent through his watch. when the mask slips into place, tony places his jacket on the roof's floor. ]

( he doesn't step aside so much as he flies back a few more inches, giving tony the space he'd requested but once the suit starts attaching to tony, his eyes widen, hands raising to his face as he watches. )

Wow!!

[ unseen, he can afford to smile. ]

Don't get starry-eyed, we have some flying to do.

[ and the suit does fly, lifting iron man just a floor above the roof. ]

Let's go.

( it's too late, he's already all starry-eyed. but he's starry eyed and flying, okay. he can multitask! and jon's trailing after tony as he goes up. )

What's the suit made out of? What do you call it? It is uh--what's it powered by? What helps it go on just like that? How'd you get the program do to that? ( see: there he goes with the babbling. )

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