Weather Eye

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 Never again would Happy Hogan hear Tony Stark's voice, see his mischievous grin, hear his laughter, or get an out of nowhere bear hug. The pain of his loss still lingered fresh in his heart, even though it had been months since the Avengers had brought everyone back in the Blip.

As he stood by Tony's grave, Happy couldn't help but feel a sense of guilt. He had promised to keep an eye on Morgan and make sure she was okay, but he couldn't shake the feeling that he had failed her father. Tony had always been so much more than a boss to Happy; he was his friend, his confidant, and his inspiration.

But now he was gone, and all Happy could do was honor his memory by keeping the Stark legacy alive. He would protect Morgan with everything he had, just like he had promised Tony he would. And maybe, just maybe, he could find a way to move on from his grief and live his life in a way that would make Tony proud.

"Well so long... Tony," Happy mutters as he starts to turn away. He walks a few steps, stops, and looks back. "I think you already know I am going to do everything possible to look after them all, but I still want to say it, which is... silly I know because I don't even know if you're still somewhere to hear me. But just in case you can somehow hear me. I... I just want you to know that I will look after them. And when I say them, I'm including the ki— Parker, um Peter too. I'll keep a weather eye out, I promise."