"Everyone, calm down. I didn't say I was going to turn you back into what you were. I'm asking whether your lives can last forever."
Tony raised his hands and shouted. At his words, the nine Super Battleships all turned toward Andrew. Although there were Nine Super Fleets, Andrew had only turned their nine Main Battleships into true living beings. The other warships were still just warships.
That wasn't much of a problem, since the Auxiliary Warships were entirely under the Main Battleships' control.
"Of course they can. With me doing the work, how could it possibly be temporary?"
Andrew smiled and said, "Just let Tony examine you. Once he's finished, I'll give you robot forms.
"When you need to fight, just shout 'Transform!' and you can turn back into warships. As for your Auxiliary Warships, shrink them with Pym particles and wear them as components.
"Tony, I'm putting you in charge of these Nine Super Fleets. You've always wanted to build an Earth Defense System. With them, you'll be able to get it done easily."
"Now that, I can get behind."
Tony's eyes lit up. For one thing, the Earth Defense System was an unresolved obsession of his, something he had always wanted to build. For another, what man didn't love giant mechanical toys like these? Gundams were a man's dream. Weren't warship robots the same?
Tony was called Iron Man, so naturally, warship robots interested him even more. Besides, these were nine Skyfathers. With them at his side, never mind strutting around wherever he pleased—he could walk backward if he wanted.
Then Tony remembered the earlier conversation that had made him want to stab someone. His face darkened. "Andrew, you're making me a babysitter? A babysitter for nine little brats!"
"Who are you calling little brats?"
The nine