Cal Chandler (
americas_son) wrote2010-11-21 04:54 pm
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Sunnydale AU: such an old-fashioned word
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."
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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"Good," he says. "The press conference sucks the most. Just - don't take questions. It's easier."
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"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.
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He makes a sympathetic face and sips his coffee.
"No ideas on anyone who can help you out with that?" he asks.
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He shrugs a little, the corner of his mouth quirking up.
"Stark Industries is about to become socially relevant again." To put it mildly.
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It's possible he's carrying a little leftover rage from his last publicly relevant bereavement.
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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.
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"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."
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"- Did Sherlock ever tell you I ran into his double in there?"
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If that was a distraction technique, it worked like a charm.
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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.
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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."
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"Yeah, I'll bet."
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". . . Do you ever wonder sometimes if you're hallucinating your entire life? While you're sober, I mean?" It's an important distinction - Cal feels that wondering such a thing while high is totally normal.
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