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four-fifths of reckless (one-fifth of jack)

Chapter 3: (wildflowers) wild horses

Summary:

~the epilogue~

Chapter Text

“I’m sorry. You did what?”

 

Tony winced.

 

“Okay, when you say that, it sounds worse than it is-“

 

“Worse? It can get worse?”

 

“Spot let me go!” Tony protested.

 

Jack groaned, head in his hands.

 

“Tony, I knew you were stupid, but I didn’t think you were that stupid. He could have killed you for that!”

 

“But he didn’t!” Tony added helpfully.

 

“Jesus. And all for the races.” Jack looked at him, eyes exhausted. “Was it even worth it?”

 

Tony hesitated.

 

“Well-“

 

“You’re not going back,” Jack ordered. “That’s not happening.”

 

“Oh, come on-“

 

“No.”

 

“One bad thing happens-“

 

“A really bad thing.”

 

“But the races, Jack, the races-“

 

“Not happening.”

 

Tony sighed dramatically, slumping down onto the floor with crossed arms. Jack shook his head.

 

“D’you really care that much? I mean, we should really call you Race or something, shit.”

 

Tony rolled his eyes, but Jack ignored him, thinking.

 

“Hey, that’s not a bad idea…Race.”

 

Race grunted, kicking him in the shin.

 

“Hey!”

 

“Serves you right, dick.”

 

“Oh, really? No, you better get up-“