Happy sat off to the side, as he was still recovering from the explosion at the Chinese Theater. He was released a few days ago, but the doctor told him he couldn’t participate in any strenuous activity, which only made Tony a little possessive and protective, considering Happy was Pepper’s bodyguard— not counting Iron Man, of course.
It was Tony’s idea to train Pepper, so she could at least take care of herself. He already knew Natasha taught her a few things while he was away on a couple missions, but he just wanted to make sure she was prepared for anything.
Happy sipped on a fruity drunk, that had a pineapple chunk and a colorful paper umbrella off to the side. He was intent on enjoying the show, as he knew how much Natasha had taught Pepper.
“Okay,” Tony said, as he stepped into the boxing ring with Pepper. “I’ll just show you a couple moves, and we’ll work on setting up situations and counter attacks.”
“You realize Natasha taught me a few things, I don’t think—” she tried to tell him, but was interjected.
“Pepper, I’m Iron Man.” He smirked. “And there’s always room for improvement.”
Pepper rolled her eyes and eventually nodded. “Okay.”
“Let’s start out with a block and a right jab. Keep your left hand out to block my attack first, and then punch.”
She nodded and did as she was told to do. They practiced a few more and then worked on various ways an assailant might attack her. He taught her how to block punches and kicks at different, and odd, angles. Happy still sat off to the side, almost anticipating what was going to happen next.
“Now, I’m going to come at you, babe, and just use what I taught you.” he told her.
Pepper nodded and lifted up her boxing gloves. Tony slowly came after her, extending his right arm, expecting her to block and hit him back, but she didn’t.
Her instincts produced from the moves Natasha taught her kicked in, almost instantly. She hit his wrist, adverting his punch, and moved around him. As Tony widened his eyes in surprise, unsure if he was turned on or scared, Pepper hit his side, went underneath his body and flipped him over onto his back.
Tony landed in a loud thud. He stared up at his girlfriend as she paused in front of him to land a finishing blow to the head but it never came. She stopped herself before she could go any further.
Happy yelped in surprise and cheered, holding up his fruity drink. “Oh right, go Pepper!” He laughed and took out the mini gravel to hit the bell. A few dings sounded before Pepper stared down at him in worry.
“Oh my god, Tony, are you okay?” She gasped. “I am so sorry, I just— You were going to hit me, and Natasha told me to— I didn’t mean— Is your back okay?”
Tony nodded slowly. “I don’t— I don’t know If i’m turned on, scared, or both.” He winced in pain. “I think I’ll go with both.”
She bent over his laid out form, trying help him up. “Do you need help?”
“No.” He waved his hands. “I think I’ll just lay here for a minute.”
She frowned at him. “Do you want me to get an ice pack?”
“I’m fine.” He managed to squeak out. “Why don’t you hit the showers and we’ll call it a day, okay, honey?”
Pepper sighed and walked over to where Happy was to grab her towel. Tony’s small groaning could be heard in the distance.