[center][h2][color=0C4791]Jason Tiberius Stark[/color] and [color=LimeGreen]Connor Tony Stark[/color][/h2][/center]

Connor sat on his bed, the beginnings of morning just shining on the horizon outside his window. He was more than a little hesitant for what the day held, and hadn’t slept much, worrying constantly about it. Connor had thought his first day of schools were over, asides from college. He didn’t know why he was so… stressed about it. Sighing softly, Connor looked down at his hands. He didn’t even know why he was going to the Academy, asides from it being what his father wanted. And Ben was going… That was probably the reason why Connor was going too. They’d learn how to fight to together, and become… heroes together.
 
It still didn’t mean that he wasn’t hesitant about it all. 

He sighed, glancing at his phone, to see if there was anything from Ben, before he rose deciding that if he was up, he might as well have breakfast. Moving silently downstairs, still in his pajamas, which consisted of sweats and a shirt, Connor ran a hand through his hair. He turned the light on in the kitchen, glancing about before he went to the fridge, taking out, for lack of wanting to cook anything, ham and cheese pockets.

As Connor moved to get up, he could hear music coming from his brother down the hall in the lab, indicating that he was once again up and working on something at the crack of dawn. The pair had basically been given their own section of the family house to work and live, mainly due to Connor’s online gaming and Jason’s music when he was working, much like his father’s. After a few minutes, Jarvis appeared as his cuboid hologram and got the attention of the older of the two Stark boys. “You brother has gotten up, Jason. Perhaps make sure he’s ready for the beginnings of today?”

Jason didn’t respond right away, instead finishing up the programming on the little watch in front of him, which was one of the longer projects that he’d undertaken. After a couple of minutes, Jason sighed. [color=0C4791]”I already know, Jarvis. Ares has been keeping an eye on him all night, making sure he gets plenty of rest. Turns out he didn’t. Ares, kill the music.”[/color] The music shuts off immediately before the hologram of a Spartan warrior appears.

“He’s making himself some breakfast now, Master Jason. I’ll prep your armor.” Jarvis released a sigh before both holograms vanish and Jason made his way to the kitchen, grabbing the watch on the work table and a matching one off a stand nearby as he goes. The walk is short and soon he’s watching his younger brother make the breakfast pockets. After a moment of silence, he speaks.

[color=0C4791]”Ares says you didn’t sleep too well last night, Con. Everything OK?”[/color] He heads towards the fridge to grab a bagel before stopping and turning, tossing one of the watches. [color=0C4791]”Oh, and catch.”[/color]

Connor looked over to Jason when he spoke, leaning against the counter. Catching the watch, Connor studied it a moment, using it as an excuse not to reply right away. He put it on, before finally speaking, [color=limegreen]”Just a lot on my mind. New school and all.”[/color] He said, giving a shrug, turning to keep an eye on the breakfast pockets. 

It was always so hard to explain. Part of it was just that he didn’t know how to explain. [color=limegreen]”And I wasn’t really tired. I just… thought things through.”[/color] He shrugged, reaching up to run a hand through his hair once more, [color=limegreen]”I’ll be okay.”[/color] 

The deadpan look on Jason’s face said just how much of that he believed, even coming from his brother. Of course, that was likely because they were brothers and so it wasn’t hard to read each other. [color=0C4791]”Uh huh, and I’m the king of England. Come on, Con, I’m your brother.”[/color] Cutting the bagel in half, he puts the two halves in the toaster before heading back to the fridge for some cream cheese. [color=0C4791]”Tell me what’s really going on. Or is this one of those things you don’t want to say in front of Jarvis because he’ll tell dad?”[/color]

If Jason was honest, he was more concerned with how well his brother would do when they flew to the academy today. Dad would be joining them, wearing the legendary MK V Iron Man armor once more, if only so that the three Stark men could all arrive together, flashy and impressive as always. Jason still had his misgivings about some of the kids he and Connor would be going to this place with, but he had decided to wait until he knew them before passing judgement.

Connor sighed softly, pushing the button on the microwave to open it, [color=limegreen]”I’m pretty sure that dad knows I’m not like you, Jason.”[/color] He said, reaching for a plate, [color=limegreen]”It’s always hard going to a new school, and its different this time, isn’t it?”[/color] He frowned slightly. It was, and it wasn’t… everyone, even in elementary school and highschool, had known they were Stark children, Iron Man children. [color=limegreen]”I’m just nervous.”[/color]

He retrieved his pockets, setting them on the plate to cool slightly, turning to look at his brother. [color=limegreen]”I’m awkward, shy, and just… not what people expect a Stark to be. It wasn’t bad in highschool or anything, but… this is different.”[/color] He looked away, a little hesitant, [color=limegreen]”And… what if I crash?”[/color]

Jason turned to look at his brother at the mention of not being what people expect a Stark to be and shakes his head, though he did have silent concerns about Con crashing as well. Despite his flight control having become quite good in the practice sessions, landing at the Academy was going to have a certain degree of pressure, since Dad had wanted the three of them to make something of a show out of it. Still, as he started spreading cream cheese on the two toasted bagel halves, he sighed.
[color=0C4791]”Don’t think so hard about the landing and you’ll be fine, just like when we’ve done it in the practice sessions here in New York. Remember, forget the people, focus on what you’re doing and you’ll get it down in no time. Besides, me and Dad will still be there.”[/color] Finishing spreading the cream cheese on one, he started on the other after taking a bite. After finishing chewing, he continued on.

[color=0C4791]”As for what people expect of a Stark, all they expect is a brain, the rest is icing on the cake. Besides, you can’t trust most of the people at our old high school, simply BECAUSE we’re Starks. I’m sure you remember that girl who tried to get with me, and when I turned her down, she started a vicious attack on Dad through her dad because ‘daddy’s little girl will get what she wants.’ I still remember his face when Dad bought out his law firm and then fired him after liquidating his assets.”[/color] He sighed, finishing putting the cream cheese on the second one as Smalls wandered in, a soft meow coming from him at the sight of his owner, who called him over and took a moment to stroke his back while he talked. [color=0C4791]”I did warn her it wouldn’t end well if she did it too…”[/color]

That was something Jason had put up with once his junior year had started; people pretending to be his friend until they realized he wasn’t going to give them what they wanted, and then trying to hurt him somehow in retaliation. Connor still didn’t know that because he’d turned down a girl’s advances once, that was why he’d become the her younger brother’s target for bullying; at least until Jason had busted the kid’s arm after warning him that doing what big sister asked was a dangerous thing to do and he literally said that Connor was too much fun to pick on regardless. When Jason tried again to talk him out of it for his own good, the kid had thrown a punch, and it was game on from there.

Connor looked down at his food, thoughtful. He tried to figure out just what to say. He had never really given many of the students at their school a thought, once it became clear he didn’t really fit in. He’d had Ben, after all. [color=limegreen]”Jason, you were extorted, I was teased. At least until you or Dad did something about it. They knew they could get away with it, at least for a little bit. They enjoyed doing it. I guess they figured it made them powerful, even for a little bit.”[/color] he shrugged, picking up one of his pockets. 

[color=limegreen]”I don’t want it to be the same at the Academy… “[/color]

Jason grimaced at the memories, taking a bite of a bagel while still petting his calico cat. Most of those people hadn’t even noticed the two Stark boys until their dad had publicly announced that Jason would be the heir to Stark Industries. After that, the pair couldn’t catch a break. [color=0C4791]”Water under the bridge I guess. But I doubt it’ll be that way at the Academy, after all, we’re going to have similarities with these people, not to mention Uncle Steve will be there, Uncle T’challa, Aunt Natasha, plus Mom and Dad and essentially all the Avengers. Even Peter will be there.”[/color]

Finishing the bagel, he rested a hand on his brother’s shoulder. [color=0C4791]”End of the day, we’ll be fine. Plus Smalls is coming along, so what can go wrong?”[/color]

Connor nodded, turning his gaze to Jason, [color=limegreen]”You’re right.”[/color] He said, although he still couldn’t help being a little worried, he returned his gaze to his food, starting to eat, thinking a moment. [color=limegreen]”I’m guessing the watching isn’t a normal one, then?”[/color]

Jason chuckled, going over to retrieve his sword and fasten it into place on his waist. [color=0C4791]”Con, when is anything I build normal? Think of it as an upgraded Apple watch, only this one can shoot stun blasts and record video, along with acting as an SOS beacon. I’m going to give dad the SOS channel for yours and mine before we leave.”[/color] He glanced down at the time and sighed. [color=0C4791]”Speaking of leaving, we need head to the armory, it’s getting close.”[/color]

Finishing his breakfast pockets, Connor nodded, [color=limegreen]”Alright, I’ll meet you there. I should get dressed first.”[/color] he put his plate aside to be washed, before hurrying out the kitchen, back to his room. It didn’t take long to get ready, and he quickly grabbed his phone, and glanced about to make sure he wasn’t forgetting anything. 
As he made his way to the armoury he sent a quick text to Ben, saying he would see him there, before slipping the phone in his pocket. 

Still worried about crashing, he slowed when he reached the armoury, a little hesitant.

Nodding to his brother, Jason took just long enough to usher Smalls into his cat carrier before heading for the foyer where he dropped the carrier and his sword with his luggage. Slipping the cat a few cat treats before he left, his next stop was the armory, where their dad was doing the last few check ups. [color=0C4791]”We all set to go, dad?”[/color] Tony Stark didn’t look away from the feed Jarvis was giving him, but answered all the same.

“Just about. Waiting on your brother and for the last of the luggage, of which I assume Smalls and your sword has joined, to get loaded up for transport.” Nodding, the Stark heir headed over to the Iron Knight, beginning his own feed and making sure Ares was properly installed. A few minutes later, he could hear Connor approaching, though there was hesitation in his footsteps.

Going to the door, he waved his brother in. [color=0C4791]”Come on, Con, no need to worry. Dad and I will be right there with ya.”[/color]

Connor knew he should have faith, in his father and brother at the least. He nodded, stepping in and towards them, [color=limegreen]”I know.”[/color] he managed a smile, going over to his suit. He knew he shouldn’t be in awe of the suits, having been around them his whole life, he couldn’t help it. They were marvellous creations, and they could constantly be updated and redesigned.
 
He let himself slip into the familiar tasks of making sure the suit was functioning, and that Ignot was ready. [color=limegreen]”Looks good.”[/color]

Jason followed behind his brother and went back to the Knight, running diagnostics on the energy sword for it. After a few minutes, their father turned off the feed from Jarvis on the MK V and got his sons’ attention. “Alright you two, if you’re all set, we’re ready to go. The last of our baggage is off and your mother is on her way to the school from the San Francisco airport. That means it’s just us. Bets on travel time?”

Jason wasted no time, the Iron Knight already closing up around him as he did some number crunching. [color=0C4791]”I figure we can be there in an hour if we hit the stratosphere and go supersonic. Otherwise it’ll be around an hour and a half, maybe two.”[/color]

Thoughtful for a moment or two as he stepped into his suit, Connor judged the distance between them, and the Academy’s location. [color=limegreen]”As long as we avoid schedules flights, we can hit the stratosphere. An hour seems a good estimate.”[/color] He took another moment to settle himself in his suit, [color=limegreen]”The weather will be in our favour there, could get there sooner”[/color] he mused, making sure his suit was completely sealed, and taking the time to ensure Ignot was ready.

With the Knight sealed and ready to fly, Jason stepped away from his station as Tony got into the MK V and sealed up, before speaking to Jarvis. “Alright, buddy, open the doors.”

“Of course, sir.” A moment later, the ceiling of the Armory, which was really just a fancy hangar door, opened up to allow the three suits of Iron Man armor to depart. Tony looked at each of his boys and behind his mask, a giant grin split his face.

“Alright you two, see you in the stratosphere.” And he was gone, his jets kicking in to send the MK V soaring into the sky. Jason met his brother’s gaze before he closed his own mask.

[color=0C4791]”Remember, tune out the extra stuff, focus on what you need to do.”[/color] And then he was gone as well, the Iron Knight soaring towards the stratosphere at an angle so he could avoid any flights that might cross his path.
Jason’s last advice was easier said then done, but Connor did his best, taking into the air after his father and brother. He entered the stratosphere, managing to keep his flight smooth, although he wasn’t worried about the flight. Just about the landing. He sighed at himself, trying to push those thoughts away. He didn’t want to disappoint either his father or Jason. He had to do this right…

Focusing on what was required, he sought out the other two, while he knew that he could follow the flight plan, he didn’t want to lose sight of them. 

They were hard to miss, especially since Jason fell back to guide Connor to where he and their Dad were sitting within the stream. Every one of the Iron Man armors were already designed to fly faster than most military grade combat jets, but supersonic speeds were easily achieved almost by accident if they wanted. Soon enough, they were in a smooth flight pattern, with the Academy drawing ever closer.

As the Academy drew closer, Connor once more began to fear the landing, still somewhat hesitant, waiting for his father to land, before he followed suit, slowing his descent just enough that he wouldn’t damage anything, particularly if he did crash. 
He tried to keep his descent smooth, but was sure it wasn’t as good as it could be when he finally touched the ground once more, inside the Academy’s gates.
 
While Connor’s landing was most definitely the tamer of the three, as they had discussed, Jason and their dad were...well, showy. As they headed for the area just inside the gates, Jason split off and did a twist mid-air, a shower of flares coming out before detonating in brilliant flashes of red and blue, Tony doing the same on the opposite side before they both flipped through the air and landed in a kneeling position before both stood, Pepper coming in the gates behind them. While she went to both scold the boys’ father for planning something over the top, again, Jason went over to his brother, raising his mask. [color=0C4791]”See? You did fine.”[/color]

Connor nodded, raising his own mask, [color=limegreen]”Yeah”[/color] with a few quick movements, Connor had his suit retract into the backpack appearance he’d created, simply to be able to carry it around with ease- although he could have sent it to the armoury, Connor had decided it might be wise to keep it close. At least until he was more confident in his abilities. He glanced around, [color=limegreen]”Still… I could do better… which is why I’m here I guess”[/color] 
He shrugged, glancing over the grounds and the students arriving. This was going to be a test to so many people. Turning, he approached their parents, deciding he might as well be ready for whatever came.