My dad has been trying to fix a strimmer all day. I didn't know this and walked into the kitchen to see a mini arc-reactor on the floor. I practically fell over in shock and my dad looked at me like I'd gone mad.
"It's the thingy that HE has in his chest!" I stammered.
My dad frowned and looked at me blankly. You could practically see the cogs turning in his head.
"You know. Stark. The arcy-reactory thingy." I tried again, not taking my eyes off the device.
My dad nodded slowly.
"So... Iron Man has a strimmer in his chest?"
I instantly deflated and glared at him.
"That is so unfair! Why didn't you tell me it wasn't an arc reactor! You're a mechanic, why don't you make one?"
My dad smirked and picked up the 'arc-reactor'.
"I just did, its powering the strimmer." he said.
"Oh haha very funny, its an easy mistake to make." I retorted before storming out.
I'm now trying not to laugh as I watch him try and fix a chainsaw. Everytime he wipes his forehead, he gets a massive streak of black oil on his face. I'll wait a while till I tell him
I shall now always believe that it is an arc-reactor powering our strimmer.