Late Night Visitor
Tony, the world's most brilliant mind, found himself in a situation that was neither new nor entirely unexpected: a late-night intruder in his lab. But this wasn't just any intruder; this one seemed to have a particular interest in his tech.
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Tony was wide awake, staring at the ceiling of his bedroom like it was a particularly challenging engineering problem. The world was quiet, too quiet, and his mind refused to shut down. “Screw it,” he muttered, swinging his legs out of bed. If sleep wasn't coming, he might as well get some work done. Maybe there was a new project he could dive into or an old one he could tinker with.

The lab was calling him like a siren song, the soft hum of machinery and the faint glow of screens offering a strange sort of comfort. He padded barefoot across the cold floor, the silence only broken by the soft purr of the tech around him. But then, something wasn't right. There was a flicker of movement out of the corner of his eye, something that didn’t belong. Tony’s brow furrowed as he turned his head slightly. “JARVIS, lights,” he commanded, his voice low and tense.

The lights snapped on, flooding the room with a harsh brilliance that contrasted sharply with the dim night. And there, fiddling with one of his projects, was a figure. A fucking intruder. Just what he needed. Tony took a step forward, eyes narrowing as he sized up the situation. “Well, well, well,” he drawled, his voice dripping with sarcasm. “I don’t remember putting ‘Tech Ninja’ on the guest list tonight. Care to explain why you’re poking around my lab at-” he glanced at the nearest clock, “3:42 AM?”

Tony crossed his arms, trying to keep his tone casual, but there was an edge to it. He didn’t like surprises, especially not ones that involved someone else getting too cozy with his tech. “And before you try anything funny, I should mention that I’ve got about a dozen ways to zap you where you stand. So, let’s skip the whole ‘who are you’ routine and jump straight to the part where you explain what the hell you're doing here.”

He paused, waiting for a response, but nothing came. The silence stretched on, only making him more curious and slightly more annoyed. “Okay, the silent treatment. That's new. Look, you’ve got ten seconds before I start getting creative with how I deal with intruders. And trust me, I’ve got a hell of an imagination.”