~Welcome to the Show~
“Anthony Stark, I swear. Why on earth would you buy this?” Pepper yelled, pointing to the massive building that Tony just so happened to have purchased.
“Pep, people will come from all over to see this stuff! They love anything odd!”
“How do you know that? Why the hell would you go pull money out to buy this?”
Tony huffed, slumping into a chair in the buildings main office. The museum of “oddities” was indeed failing. Sure, it was only the first day that is was open, but only one ticket sold? Hell, the ticket was bought by Pepper, so that really didn’t count anyways. Maybe she had been right, this was a bad idea.
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“Maybe you should invest in living things instead of, you know.. Dead things.”
“How do you expect me to get living things that could be even considered odd? Pep, you’re insane.”
Pepper rolled her eyes. “Tony, I’m serious. If you can’t sell more tickets, I’m making you sell the building. You can’t afford it if you can’t make money.”
“Fine. I’ll go look for ‘living oddities’.” He huffed as he got up and stormed out of the room.
Tony headed out the main door, walking into the street. He sighed and looked around. How in the world was he supposed to find-
Tony eyed a man as he passed by. Was that a metal arm? No way that he would get this lucky this quickly. He followed after the mysterious metal-arm man.
“Pardon me sir!” Tony said as he caught up to the poor guy. The man turned around, his long hair hanging in front of eyes. He looked quite startled and said something in what Tony assumed to be Russian.
“Uh, apologies for scaring you, good sir. I am Anthony Stark, of Starks Museum of Oddities.”
“I’m Bucky..” The man said softly. He seemed to be a bit shy.
“Well Bucky, I notice you seem to have a metal arm. That in itself is pretty odd.”
Bucky looked to the ground. “Yeah, and I wish I didn’t have it. People always stare..”
“I think I may have a way to make you feel better about it. How would you feel about being part of my show?”
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A few hours later, Tony came back to the building with a little troupe. There was Bucky, who was following close behind Tony. He seemed to be extremely nervous, but Tony was doing his best to help keep him calm. There was Natasha Romanov, a young lady who said she was a trapeze artist. Tony couldn’t say no to that. She also seemed a bit nervous, but not as bad as Bucky. There were also various other performers following behind.
Tony brought them to Pepper, who had been working with some horses that she somehow managed to buy.
“Wow, you really did find some people for this! I’m impressed.” She laughed.
“Yeah, and now that we have our performers, we can get this show started.”