It was mid-December. The weather had become chillier and wetter day by day. The street had now damped with thick snow, but people had not seen that as a reason for them not to go out for Christmas shopping. Although with difficulties, they went out happily, dressed in their thick coat, jeans and boots, and beanies covering their head and ears.

Through their journey home with heavy bags in their hands, they had managed to walk warily on the wet street to prevent themselves from falling. Though some could not control and somehow was being a joker to the other friends -- they were laughing out loud to those who slipped -- but nobody actually took it seriously. Because in two weeks was Christmas. They knew they should be happy even though the snow was annoying, but beautiful and perfect for Christmas.

In the midst of people going back home from Christmas shopping, and some were coming home from school, they saw a big lorry carrying a heavy and big pine tree parked in front of a mansion of a well-known billionaire. The pine tree was too big that it blocked the view of the mansion's front gate. Those who were going home passing the mansion had to stop just to watch what the pine tree was doing there -- or to be exact, what the billionaire was doing with the tree; what was he up to, this time around. They know the billionaire can, sometimes, be troublesome and her daughter inherited it.

No one had the time to question how on earth this billionaire managed to get a pine tree as big and as tall as the one you see in the forest because they were too busy staring in amazement at the robots in the air. For those who hadn't been in the neighbourhood before might awestruck double. The second one must have been wondering how on earth the billionaire could be living in a public street when he was more than afford to buy a house up on the highest mountain and live there in private with automatic gates, especially when he's a skilled engineer. Everybody was caught up in the moment, too dumbstruck to even produce a sound out of their mouths.

Kids were thunderstruck, especially. One of them did not notice that his ice-cream had melted in his hand and slowly dripping onto the ground. They looked as if they were watching a movie, except that this movie was real, and their favourite hero was talking to them or doing them a favour. Maybe, Tony Stark was doing them a favour by ordering his robots to lift the tree into his house in public when he hadn't shown his precious robots as many as today. Since Aldrich Killian, the billionaire was pretty much keeping his robots to himself.

"Careful, you dummies!" shouted Tony to the robots. The watchers/audience looked like they were possessed with the robots, nobody objected the usage of bad word Tony used in front of the kids. "I hire you to bring the tree in, not to destroy them!"

"As you wish, sir," replied all the robots with various designs and names in unison. Some men who worked as an engineer believed that the robots have their own specialty and not all of those Tony brought out and ordered to lift the tree were designed to carry heavy loads. But, still. Tony built all of them himself. He must know their special traits and what they were built for.

The pavement have added up with padestrians by the time the robots managed to lift up the tree carefully under Tony's supervision. Kids were begging their parents to lift them up, too, to get higher and a clearer view of the robots. Some of them were even sitting on their father's shoulders and were tugging their father's hair for support. The kid whose ice-cream had melted had thrown the cone away and his mother was helping him washing his hand with a wet tissue while his eyes were still fixed on Tony's robots.

It took nearly one and a half hour for Tony and his robots to do the tricky work. And although it was cold, Tony was sweating out of anxiousness lightly. The robots really made him questions himself either he had built them in the correct way according to the blue prints he designed on his own because of their clumsy work. He doesn't want his robots to be clumsy as his family.

Near the end of the day, those who were crowding Tony's front gate cheered when the work's done and the robots and Tony has put the tree in his house without breaking it half or destroying what surrounded the house. Although they were still wondering why Tony Stark was having a wonderful day to decorate his house for Christmas -- because he hadn't done this ages ago -- but they were happy on Tony's behalf. Because his mansion was big enough that once he finished decorating the Christmas tree and lighting it up, the whole neighbourhood looked alive.