#mason when he's famous: am i really that famous? xD

[greenelight]

everything   in   this   place   feels   like   something   out   of   a   movie   ━━   the   work   station   for   some   crazy   mechanic   or   engineer.   the   large   models   &   creations   are   well   displayed   while   loose   parts   run   rampant   across   open   tables   ,   a   mix   of   chaos   ,   yet   slightly   polished   ,   though   he   supposes   that   does   describe   tony   stark   best.   he   didn't   mean   to   break   anything   within   the   first   five   minutes   of   being   in   the   room   ,   but   he   didn't   realize   such   fancy   builds   were   also   fragile   too.   thankfully   ,   tony   seemed   less   than   caring   about   his   little   blunder   which   makes   mason   immediately relieved   ,   as   there   was   no   fucking   way   he   could   ever   replay   whatever   it   was   he   broke , even with his now increasing stardom.   being   called   to   come   over   here   is   still   registering   in   his   mind   ,   glad   for   the   chair   tony   ❛   offers   ❜   &   sits   down   ,   wheeling   around   to   face   him   fully.

❝   your   wife   is   a   fan   ?   ❞   a   hand   is   placed   over   his   chest   ,   incredibly   touched by the reveal.   moved   even.   he   knows   he's   become   a   bit   more   popular   since the success of his current running   show   ,   but   he   hadn't   realized   extremely   famous   figures   would   now   be   looking   his   way.   mason   smiles as he leans   back   in   the   chair   a   bit   ,   allowing   a   bit   of   comfort   to   his   tense   muscles.   ❝   aww   ,   that's   sweet.   that's   .   .   .   definitely   not   what   i   was   expecting.   sebastian   mentioned   you   wanted   to   do   something   nice   ,   but   i   didn't   realize   it   was   for   miss   potts.   er   ,   sorry   .   .   .   i   guess   it's   mrs.   stark   now.   ❞   he   wonders   if   tony's   seen   any   of   his   shows.   does   he   even   like   theatre   ?   considering   he   said   his   wife   is   a   fan   &   didn't   mention   himself   ,   he   gathers   not   ,   which   is   fine   by   him.   the   theatre   isn't   for   everyone.

❝   what   exactly   did   you   have   in   mind   ?   i   mean   ,   this   house   tour   has   been   pretty   amazing.   i   think   i   can   offer   you   just   about   whatever   it   is   you   think   would   delight   mrs.   stark   best.   you   want   tickets   ?   front   row   seats   ?   or   maybe   we   do   a   private   show   here   ?   i   think   i   can   work   something   out   with   the   directors   ,   especially   if   i   tell   them   you   are   the   one   who's   interested   .   .   .   ❞

i think i broke something.

❝  replaceable.   ❞ the sound of a broken toy is familiar, second nature to a toolmaker. toymaker. god. stark plays with his own monikers like figures in a cabinet, the being of creation and destruction in one man. mason could ruin the entire gallery and it wouldn't matter. an inventor's memory is worth more than a thousand trinkets left unfinished. an idle hand drops the screw, brown eyes finally landing on the half torn robot on the floor. protocol 04014. faulty design anyway. ❝  — you caught me on a good day. ❞ he shrugs, towel removed from his neck. pep loves his show, the famous mason greene now a household name. [ so when tony calls in a favor from sebastian, he trades a little house tour for a promise showstopper. ] ❝  y'know — my wife is a huge fan.   ❞ stark stretches, kicking the chair to the other. ❝  not many people can make her laugh [ NOT EVEN ME! ] so i wanted to do something special for her.    ❞