...Friday, May 1st...
"There was a replica of the movie version of Iron Man's suit mailed to Robert Downey Junior today." The reporter said. "Yet the public is not allowed to see this suit."
Christian looks towards me away from the TV raising a brow.
"Ivy, what did you do?" Christian asks.
"Nothing." I lied, as the news segment turned to a different story about three house pets making their way home all on foot.
That kind of reminds me of HomeWard Bound.
"Ivy, you made a complete replica of The Falcon under three house." Christian said. "I know you would give that suit a shot."
"Underground." I corrected Christian. "I made it underground. It is the size of a Taxi."
"And where is it underground?" Christian asks.
"Top secret." I said.
Christian lowers his eyebrow.
"You can't keep secrets from me." Christian said.
Yes, I can, I thought.
"I can't tell anyone." I said. "If I told you then I will have to call the current president and ask him for permission." Christian gasps holding the spoon to his cereal. "I can not imply that I made the suit because if I did then someone would have a greedy interest in having a creative genius make machines that would rebel against the human race." I spin the spoon in the cinnamon toast crunch bowl full of milk. "I don't want to be responsible for that."
"No one does." Christian said, taking a bite from the spoon holding cereal.
"Then imagine that happening in one of the sequels to Iron Man." I said.
"A sequel hasn't been confirmed for Iron Man." Christian said. "But tomorrow X-Men 2 comes out."
I could feel the inner delight swim around, my heart could have raced, and my face feels warm.
"Wolverine." I said. "Professor X, Storm, what's-his-name-with-that-visor,Mystique, Magneto..." I shook my head. "Nice try, bro." I had a little chuckle. "Even though Zoom hasn't been confirmed for a sequel doesn't mean Iron Man is a full fledged stand-alone!"
"Fine then." Christian said. "So hypothetically speaking from the ending of Iron Man 1..."
"Yes, they do kiss." I said, thinking he was about to ask if Pepper and Tony shared a kiss.
"Some dude fell through the atmosphere and only a hammer was left behind." Christian said.
I raised both eyebrows.
"No." I said. "That doesn't happen."
Christian takes out a thin flat metal item from his pocket then presses some buttons and turns Nintendo DS kind of style for viewing. Oh wait I created that for him because Christian wanted to watch some Halo fan vids on youtube. He pressed the 'play' button on the youtube page. I saw a black van drive up to the edge of a mound. A young man came out. The scene immediately focused on the hammer that looks pretty stuck in the ground.
"...A hammer." I said.
"Yes." Christian said, with a nod.
"Lame." I said. I noticed something unusual on the square block side of the hammer. "What's that 8 symbol on the side?" I point at the symbol. "Is there eight hammers?"
"No sis." Christian said as I take my hand away. "That is the Mjolnir."
"My Journey Her?" I repeat, raising my eyebrows.
"Mjolnir." Christian repeats.
"Isn't hammer a pretty good name?" I ask, lowering my eyebrows.
"No, that's the name of the hammer." Christian said. "It belongs to Thor."
"Okay." I said, drawing out the 'a' in okay like I didn't get it.
"It is a Marvel movie." Christian said. "It has been in production hell for...nine years as of this year."
How the slag does he know of this and I don't?
I squint my eyes at the white text that read 'Post credits scene from Iron Man 2'.
"Christian!" I said, my eyes widening. "I suggested there is gonna be a sequel to Iron Man." My eyes stop widening and return to their normal size."But, you just showed a scene from a sequel that hasn't come out yet."
"That's because there isn't one, yet." Christian said.
I rub my forehead.
"Then how do you explain about the part where there isn't a Iron Man 2 out." I said, putting my free hand down on the table. "Also explain how that footage landed on Youtube and Marvel is not doing a scrapping aft thing about it."
"Language, child!" Megatron yells from the basement.
I smile taking another bite from my cereal.
"A scene that may or may not enter in the sequel." Christian replied, as I swallowed the chewed cereal. "It is all about filming and people too excited to keep it in."
I take another bite from my cereal staring right at Christian, then chew it,and then swallow.
"You just said there will be a sequel." I reminded Christian.
"There's gonna be a movie called Thor." Christian said, changing the subject.
I narrow my eryes towards Christian, thinking; this isn't over, Brother
"So?" I ask, raising a brow.
Christain puts down his spoon.
"If I go and watch X-Men 2, without you, will you stay alive long enough to see it?" Christain asks.
"You're answering a question with a question, bro." I reminded Christian.
"And if the X-Men sequel is bad; I'll tell you." Christian offers.
Sounds like a good plan for me!
"Deal!" I said, holding out my hand.
Christian shook my hand.
"Now about that example I told you in the beginning of this conversation." I said.
Christian had one of his 'oh snap' and I had a 'theres no way you don't finish a conversation with me' thing going on. When people start a conversation with me I intend to finish it.
"I don't know who the villain is in the next Iron man sequel." Christian admits as our hands broke the handshake.
"It is likely to be a guy who tries to replicate the Iron Man armor." Christian stares at me. "It is only logical." I made a loose shrug. "So, now, you guess Bro."
"Someone makes Tony Stark's next nemesis." Christian guesses.
I smile shaking my head.
"Tony Stark the man himself jumpstarting an old program by a previous guy." I said. "He would have the best intentions but the machine itself is not a puppet."
"But...didn't you just say being responsible for rebellious robots?" Christian asks.
"Yes." I said with a quick nod. "I did."
Christian sighs lightly shaking his head.
"Sometimes I don't understand you." Christian said.
"I don't understand how you have a scene to a movie that has yet to be released." I said, finishing off the bowl of cereal. I shared a little wink to Christian. "Yes, I mailed Robert Downey Junior a Iron Man Suit that can work."
"Are you trying not to be only person in this world who can summon a suit made of armor?" Christian asks.
"Bro, I can't do that." I said.
"Well, what if you could?" Christian asks.
"Then I would do the same thing." I said. "I don't want to be in the spot light. Let the actor enjoy it."
"Oh, now I get it." Christian said.
"Ivy, Christian, the bus is going to be here soon!" Mrs Sandlers calls.
Me and Christian share a glance to each other.
"First one to the bus stop is a rotten egg." Christian said.
"Not if the bus stop becomes a sink hole." I said, making my eyebrows dance up and down.
And the race was set. We both got our dishes into the sink then raced off to the bus stop. I didn't really find anything out of the ordinary except that Megatron has lately been going out in the middle of school making a scene that I alone can witness. Also that I knew why weird things happened when the teacher did not. I stampeded right over Sydney hearing her squeak and then I crash into a bush.
"Sorry, Ivy was lost in her thought." Christian apologized. "Again."
I held up my right hand index finger.
"This time it wasn't fragging whiny aft femme Alex!" I said.
Megatron makes a fake cough.
"I am a mech." Megatron said, sounding uncomfortable.
"Oh, then why do you dust off everything in my lab using a dust-defyer with a handle?" I ask, getting out of the bush. "Hmm?" I get up putting my hands on my hips. I am talking to thin air, recall that.A couple of the other bus riders just stare and eat popcorn watching me do a drama opera. "Admit it!" I shook my index finger back and forth right up at his direction. "You got a little thing to clean everything you're around because I opened the door to Germvile!"
"No, that happened before I met you." Megatron said.
"So you weren't just a whiny aft cowardly femme?" I ask.
"I am not a femme!" Megatron continues to protest.
"Gimme your password to Myspace." I said. Megatron's faceplate steams red. "Just so I can link you to Mutemath awesome transformers soundtrack." I put my best innocent look on. "You'lll be finding the best and new cool songs by middle of the day."
The kid were quiet.
"I thought she would go on a lecture again." One kid said, sounding disappointed.
"Too bad, her imagination is at vacationville." Another student said.
"Now I don't have a story to tell with my popular friends who kick the nerds in the trashcans." A third student said.
Megatron stares at the collect group of students. Sydney and Christian are sharing Bakugan cards while sitting down on the side of the sidewalk. They had these balls that took on the shape of different animals. I don't really understand the concept of 'Bagukan' except it is another version of Yu-gi-Oh but with plastic balls capable of speaking.
"Never." Megatron refuses.
"If I told you that suit was made by me, would you say otherwise?" I ask.
"No." Megatron refuses.
"You're no fun." I pouted.
"Talking to thin air is making it fun for those who mock you." Megatron said. "That is what I call no fun."
I shook my head.
"No way." I said. "If they were; I would already be in a padded cell."
"What I mean; is that they tell what you do behind your back." Megatron said.
I have a little chuckle.
"So they laugh?" I ask, getting a nod from Megatron. "Good."
Megatron is stunned by my reply.
"There is nothing to be happy about when people laugh behind your back." Megatron said.
"If I make people laugh,then I feel good." I said. "It means I delighted someone and their sour mood changes to a bright one."
Megatron raises one of his metal optic brows.
"You're practical." Megatron said.
"Why yes I am." I said, folding my arms. "Glad you noticed."