If Pepper Potts Had A Fan Club In Stark Industries (ficlet/headcanon)
Sometimes Pepper would find cups of her favorite coffee at her spot at board meetings, or various flavors of muffins left on her desk (there never was a strawberry one). They were always accompanied with a little thank you card or note. The first few times, she brushed it off, assuming that someone accidentally left their food there. Though soon it became obvious that they were not coincidental at all; they were left there deliberately for her. Well, her name was on the cards.
The first person she questioned was her boss. Tony sometimes did things like that with out thinking it would be a good idea to mention it to anyone, or maybe he was trying to pull some sort of prank. However he seemed genuinely puzzled at the food items, poking at the cupcake on her desk.
“Pep Pep, you didn’t get me one too?” He whined. Pepper striked him out from her list, and was left with no one else ask.
The mysterious gift giver (givers? The handwriting kept changing-) kept leaving things for her, and ignoring the food seemed like a waste. They seemed harmless, so she took the risk of trying a truffle she found at one of her offices. She didn’t immediately get sick from them, and was fine for the following few days, so she deemed them safe.
After her initial cautiousness, she actually felt flattered, and sometimes thankful, as her busy schedule meant that sometimes she didn’t have time to get food. The days carried on, and the gifts were becoming a normal part of her routine. She still didn’t know who keeps leaving her things, but they weren’t doing any harm so she felt it wasn’t important enough to bother the security staff with checking the security tapes.
After she became the CEO, this routine changed slightly. Instead of anonymous gifts, all sorts of people actually went up to her with the presents. They would approach shy and awestruck, before giving her the cappuccino/sandwich/doughnut in their hands. Then they would stutter out their thanks and admiration to a bewildered yet amused Pepper. She thought it was honestly kind of cute.
Pepper mentioned it to Tony again, and he would sometimes be lurking off at the side when someone approached her with a gift.
“Looks like someone got quite a fan club going on.” After the employee left, Tony wrapped an arm around her shoulder to peer at the coffee. “Honestly about time.”
“Is that was this is?” Pepper leaned back into him while Tony gave her a small peck on her ear. “Why would I have a club? What have I done?”
“Pepper, you have done so much for us, for me, for your employees. Everyone looks up to you. Is it weird that they’ll try to show a little appreciation back? You deserve the world, light of my life.”
Pepper contemplated. Maybe she does deserve it.