It took almost two hours for Tony to explain his element, vibranium. It was the strongest metal in the world, and Steve's shield was made of it. That confused me until Tony explained that his dad, Howard, discovered it first. Tony rediscovered it.

Tony let me read over the files he and JARVIS made about it.

I had reread it all a few times.

"Hey Sam?" Bruce asked, I looked up.

Bruce was at a few tables away from me, reading a book. "Why did you suddenly want to read about elements anyway?"

I blushed a light shade of pink, "I-uh, wanted to build a little robot like Tony," I told them a little sheepishly.

Bruce looked interested, so did Tony.

"You want to build a robot? Like DUM-E?"

I nodded, "But a lot smaller... Like this tall?" I held my hands about six inches apart.

Tony thought for a moment. "We could do that. You want it to, do what exactly?" Tony asked.

I shrugged, "I'm not sure what it would do. I haven't really thought about that part yet..." I told him truthfully.

He shrugged, "That's fine, you can start with the body or the personality first,".

I bit my lip and chewed on it, thinking for a moment before deciding, "Personality,".

Tony clapped his hands, "The fun stuff. Okay," he guided me to one of his holographic computers, "So first you need to..."
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It took me almost three days to make a personality I wanted for this robot.

I decided to name it CAT, or Can't Actually Talk.

Tony made fun of the name, until I looked at DUM-E.

"Don't make fun of my child," he pointed at me with a blowtorch.

I eyed at the blowtorch warily.

He noticed and dropped it, "You know I wouldn't-"

I cut him off, "I know. It's just... a habit,".

He looked like he felt bad.

Bruce walked into the lab holding a cup of coffee, he noticed us staring. He stopped mid-sip, "What?" He sounded a little defensive.

Tony and I blinked, "When did you leave?" I asked Bruce.

He looked between the two of us with a raised eyebrow, "Guys, I left six hours ago..."

Tony and I were confused, "Tony was talking to you like two hours ago though..."

We both looked at Tony.

"I came up with the solution myself," he stated defensively.

I rolled my eyes. I'm pretty sure Bruce did too.

We all stood in awkward silence for at least five minutes.

"I'm just gonna.. go over here..." I said moving to a box full of robotics.

"Yeah, I'm just gonna-" Bruce cut himself off by pointing to where he usually works.

"Yeah you... do that..." was what Tony said.

I picked up the box and went to where I had been working.

"Well that was awkward," Came from JARVIS, I saw Tony roll his eyes.
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It took me almost two hours, but I finally decided what CAT's body was going to be. I decided it would be a fly.

Tony said it would be difficult to make because of its size, but it was doable.

I was excited to say nonetheless.

"I'm gonna have to help you build it," Tony told me, petting my head.

I glared at him.

"What?" he asked like he didn't know.

Bruce didn't even look up, "Don't pet Samantha Tony,".

Tony looked at Bruce.

I poked him in the stomach when he did.

"Hey!" Tony yelled swatting my hand away and covering his stomach with it, "Bruce make her stop," Tony complained.

I poked him again.

"Mmm, no," was Bruce's reaction.

"J make her stop,".

JARVIS was silent for a moment, "May I suggest not antagonizing Miss Samantha?"

Tony squinted at the ceiling, "No, no you may not,".

I poked Tony's nose, "May I suggest assisting Miss Samantha in building her robot?"

Tony swatted my hand again, "I like that suggestion more J,".

JARVIS dryly replied, "Glad I could be of service sir,".

Tony muttered something about a debug before he started to help me work on CAT once more.

Tony interrupting the silence occasional by asking what I wanted CAT to be able to do.