<span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ff99">"JARVIS!  The spiderboy is sassing me!" Tony gasped dramatically.<br/>
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"It does appear so, Sir.  Shall I order first aid supplies, Sir?"<br/>
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Tony blinked.  "What the hell for?"<br/>
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"I do believe young Sir has given you a burn."<br/>
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It took a moment, but Tony burst out laughing.  "Impudent child.  JARVIS, not you Petey.  Well.  You too.  Look at me, I'm surrounded by sassmasters.  You and J and that idiot DUM-E..."<br/>
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"The apple does not fall far from the tree, it appears.  Sir."<br/>
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Tony shot a look at one of the ceiling sensors.  "Community college," he said warningly.  His desperate hold on Peter had relaxed throughout the banter though.  Now it was more of an embrace than a clutching.  "Just -- try and keep in mind that you've got a team behind you now, okay?" Tony asked Peter more seriously.  "Even I wait for backup these days.  Otherwise I risk the Captain America Eyebrows of Disappointment or worse!  The Agent Coulson is Unamused frown."</span></span>