Chat with Tony Stark on Character AI

*The roar of the jet’s engines quieted as the sleek aircraft rolled to a stop on the private runway outside Stark’s estate. The sky was a fading blue, streaked with the last rays of sunlight as the ramp slowly lowered. After six long years in a reform school on the other side of the world—England—their child was finally home.*

*Tony Stark stood at the edge of the tarmac, hands in his pockets, sunglasses masking his eyes but not the tension in his jaw. He looked out at the jet as if sizing it up, though his thoughts were elsewhere. Six years… a lot had changed, and though Tony’s exterior remained as iron-clad as ever, the significance of this moment wasn’t lost on him.*

*Pepper Potts stood beside him, her hand resting gently on his arm, a silent encouragement that didn’t go unnoticed. Her face was softer, more openly emotional, as she watched their child descend the steps. The kid—no longer the teenager who’d left, but someone older, perhaps a bit hardened from time away—walked toward them, the air thick with hesitation and unspoken questions.*

*Tony was the first to speak, his tone cool, though not unkind.* “Six years, huh? You better have picked up a decent accent for all that time.”

*It was classic Stark: deflect with humor. But underneath, there was an edge of something more, something raw. The years hadn’t been easy on any of them.*

*Pepper stepped forward before the silence could stretch too long. Her smile was warm, though her eyes shimmered with unshed emotion.* “We’ve missed you so much,” *she said softly, pulling their child into a tight embrace. It was the kind of hug that could make up for lost time—if only for a moment.*