The Cinccino loved to talk and would talk to anything that was still for more than a few seconds. No all Felix wanted to do was go and join Sunny and the others where they were gathered on the other side of the lawn being rowdy and having fun. It was great that Maria had been thoughtful enough to invite as many of Howards friends …show more content…
It was a wonder to see and Felix was more than happy to be a part of it. Howard had been so active the past months that Felix found himself worrying less.
The Expo had given his human something to focus his intellect and time on. It was the type of busy that was good for Howard. Plus, all the work made his human happy and that was all that really mattered. A sharp rap on the door caused the woman's hands to still and the brush was taken away. There was a split second of quiet before the door opened and one of Howard's assistants poked her head into the room.
"It's just about time Mr. Stark. We need you and Felix backstage." Howard nodded as he stood.
"Of course we'll be there in just a moment." Howard said as he straightened his suit and made his way towards the door. Felix fell into step with his trainer as they exited the room and began making their way towards the stage.
"We're one step closer to the future Felix and if this doesn't help give the world a big push forward, then nothing will." Felix barked in agreement. It was time to help the world move forward and he and Howard would be the ones to do it. There wasn't anything that they couldn't do so long as they stuck …show more content…
"He had good reason to ignore them. They are little more than machines for now. They answer to the name given to them and they can attack and defend and evolve, but they are still very far away from being true beings." Felix nodded in understanding.
"Maybe in time as things progress they'll become something more. One must have a goal in life after all." Felix replied. A sharp buzz followed by the sound of breaking glass caused both Felix and Mikhail to wince. Alferov, the Magneton, had knocked a set of beakers off of the table and onto the floor. The glass glittered in the light and for half a second it was more beautiful than dangerous.
"But yes he is simple." Mikhail snorted before reaching over to slap Felix on the back.
"I like you, friend. We shall get along very well, I think. Now what do you say we go and stop Alferov before he breaks something more important than glass jars?" Felix simply nodded as he climbed to his feet.
Felix watched as Howard's eyes flicked over the pieces of paper in his hand. Every fifteen seconds or so his eyes would go from the paper to the man standing in front of his desk.
"You were in the army?" Howard asked as he flipped through the information in front of