Sunnydale AU: such an old-fashioned word

[americas_son]

Three days after Stane's death, the worst of the work is over. The fake death is set up and scheduled for tomorrow; all that remains is the execution.

So to speak.

Cal is at the desk in his room going over it all one last time, just to be sure, when Danielle knocks and tells him he has a visitor.

"Tony Stark to see you, sir."

Cal kind of saw this coming, sooner or later. He sits back and stretches. "Okay, yeah. Send him in."

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[toblameforit]

"Fine, so we can be not okay together."

[americas-son.livejournal.com]

"Sounds like a plan."

He shifts his hold on his coffee, cradling the mug in both hands.

"There's nothing new to do right now, anyway."

And he's sick of looking at that goddamn list. He's spent so long staring at it that half the words don't even make sense anymore.

[toblameforit]

Tony sets down his empty mug.

If he sees the list, he's not at a good angle to read it and he's not in the habit of spying on other people's paperwork. That's Sherry's job.

[americas-son.livejournal.com]

All of which is just as well, because Cal has completely forgotten the . . . artistic expression . . . he exercised on it late last night, when he was too tired to think anymore.

"You ready for tomorrow?"

[toblameforit]

"Yep."

[americas-son.livejournal.com]

Cal nods a little.

"Good," he says. "The press conference sucks the most. Just - don't take questions. It's easier."

[toblameforit]

"Oh, believe me, I won't."

[americas-son.livejournal.com]

"Good," Cal says again.

"The body's all taken care of, so after that, all you have to worry about is the funeral."

The normal part. The part everyone has to deal with anyway. Cal got lucky on that - Mother took over, and he was all too glad to let her. Most of it was preplanned, anyway, because that's how the Chandlers operate.

[toblameforit]

"Sherry's got that part," he admits. "Me, I'm figuring out the company. Fuck. I know I said I could go to high school and be a CEO, but that doesn't mean I wanna."

[americas-son.livejournal.com]

This part is easier to talk about. Cal doesn't have to pick his way around his hatred for Stane, and he doesn't have to think about Sherlock.

He makes a sympathetic face and sips his coffee.

"No ideas on anyone who can help you out with that?" he asks.

[toblameforit]

"Nope. I mean, I'm sure there's a ton of people who'd love the job, but..." He shrugs eloquently.

[americas-son.livejournal.com]

"Yeah," Cal says. "Well. If there's anything you think I might be able to do . . ."

He shrugs a little, the corner of his mouth quirking up.

"Stark Industries is about to become socially relevant again." To put it mildly.

[toblameforit]

Tony snorts. "No kidding. You can help Sherry stop me from punching anybody who acts like an asshole about it. It'll be a two-man job."

[americas-son.livejournal.com]

"Sounds fun," Cal says dryly. "I'm in."

[toblameforit]

"Seriously."

It's possible he's carrying a little leftover rage from his last publicly relevant bereavement.

[americas-son.livejournal.com]

"Yeah," Cal says. "I know."

He can see it, simmering, and he doesn't really blame Tony for it.

At least this way Tony will never find out exactly how much he should be wishing he could punch Stane, too.

[toblameforit]

"Yeah," he agrees with a sigh.

[americas-son.livejournal.com]

Cal takes a long swallow from his coffee, then sits up in his chair to put the mug down.

"Maybe after all this is over," he says after a moment, "we can try to find Milliways and just hide for a week. Try and get our shit together."

[toblameforit]

"God, wouldn't that be great," Tony agrees.

[americas-son.livejournal.com]

His gaze falls on the list and the graffiti littered over it, and oh yeah, now he remembers. He casually picks it up and folds it in half, saying,

"- Did Sherlock ever tell you I ran into his double in there?"

[toblameforit]

"Yeah. He showed me the movie, too. Alternate universes are weird."

If that was a distraction technique, it worked like a charm.

[americas-son.livejournal.com]

As a matter of fact, it was.

Cal opens a drawer in his desk enough to slip the paper inside.

"Seriously," he says. "Time travel."

("I'd think it'd be easier to say you travelled in time than to say, 'I'm gonna be the guy from the book.'")

He pauses, because suddenly, that seems a lot less bizarre.

[toblameforit]

"Actually, considering Milliways, time travel shouldn't be that big a stretch. But yeah, it's kinda different."

[americas-son.livejournal.com]

". . . Yeah."

Cal glances up from shutting the drawer with a wry smile.

"But I guess I started it when I told him about the vampires, so."

[toblameforit]

Tony laughs.

"Yeah, I'll bet."