Everything was in place. Tony quietly waited, having sent Scott off to do his mission.

"Sir?" The voice was hesitant.

Tony froze. His mouth parted slightly, eyes widening. "J-Jarvis?"

"Yes, sir. I do not understand. You are also in the basement. This form seems to have aged significantly."

Tony closed his eyes, taking a deep breath. "Let's not mention this to anyone, okay?"

"Of course, sir."

He sighed, "I assume you want to know how there are two of us."

"You did program me, sir."
He had really missed Jarvis. He had been one of the only friends of the young inventor. Losing him had been hard, not that he would ever admit it.

"Let's just say time travel exists."

"I expect you invented it, sir.'

"Well of course." He smiled. "And, uh, let's not mention this to anyone. Especially me. You know time travel conundrums and such."

A loud noise interrupted the conversation.

"Well, I've got to go. Planets to save."

"I'd expect nothing less, sir."

~TH~

Super short and super stupid.
I need sleep and inspiration.

Please be patient as I attempt to figure out what I'm doing

God bless,
Jamie