The Rich Mans Three Sons

Once upon a time, there was a rich man. He would gain great wealth from the many farms he owned. But as rich as he was, he will never forget the value of hard work. You see, he started in a very hard place. He didn't have it all, in fact, he had nothing. He will never forget where he came from. And now, because of his hard work, he had it all. He wanted his sons to be aware of the value of hard work as well, since after all, they grew up privileged. Plus, what if something were to happen that would cause financial troubles?

And what's more, he had a friend richer than him, a man that was a big deal within society, Tony Stark. He made it this far because both had a harsh start, and worked together. And as for financial problems, well...

As of recently, an example of this happened. One his farms burnt down. Now, this didn't cause any problems, but what if something of grand scale were to happen to his sons? And how would he know who would be deserving of his money? He then got an idea. After putting much thought into it, he then gathered his three sons in the main room and told them all that they had to get a job.

"Put yourselves out there and become hard workers. Make a good name for me. Understand?"

The sons nodded.

"Now, you may choose your job. What shall it be?"

The eldest son said that he would be a guard and protect the citizens.

The middle son said that he would be an excellent weapon blacksmith.

Peter, the youngest, choose to have the humble job of working for a farmer.

The older sons found his job silly to choose, but the father quickly silenced them.

"Alright now sons, my dear boys. Head on off to your jobs and work your hardest."

And so, the three sons went out and worked hard. But Peter worked the most absolute hardest. Peter, even when he was he most tired or during even the most harshest of storms, he still continued to work out in the fields. But the older sons, while they did work, they usually drank and partied. They would make fun of Peter for not joining them, which would hurt Peter, but he did what he could to ignore his brothers taunts.

The years would go by with Peter visiting his father, especially when he got sick and was elderly. In the meantime, the bosses of the three sons would give reports on the boys to their father. None of the sons knew.

One day, the elder sons went to Peter and asked him if he wanted to leave with them for a drink. Peter refused, only for the boss to overhear and say:

"Now now, my boy, I suggest you go."

"But sir, I-"

"No buts, my boy. You've done nothing but work yourself to the bone. Take a break, at least once."

Peter nodded.

"Very well. I will go, but only because knowing you, you will not stop insisting." He joked.

His boos gave a hearty laugh and said, "You know me too well. Now off you go."

The boss then took Peter's apron and broom and send him off with his brothers.

"About time you joined us! We know a great place to get a drink!" The older sons said.

The three then drank and ate to their fill until they received letters that same day. It was from their father. His days were numbered, so they all had to rush home.

Peter payed for the drinks and food, and they all rushed home on horses that their bosses gave them. Upon reaching home, they boys went to their fathers room. The father looked oh so pale, but he had a smile on his face upon seeing his boys.

"My dear boys, tell me, how was work?"

The eldest son spoke first.

"Well, I can surely say that there is no better guard than me. Why in fact, just yesterday, I was out patrolling with the other guards. It started to rain, and while the others got wet, I spun the sword above my head to stray dry. Not a single drop touched me."

The father only nodded.

"And you, my son?"

The middle son then spoke.

"Well, I can say with min pride that there is no better blacksmith than me. Why, just yesterday, someone with many horses passed by, and they needed new shoes, but could not stop traveling due to the rush they were in. So, I ran as I gave the horses their new shoes, and the riders didn't have to stop."

Once again, the father only nodded.

He then looked at his youngest.

"And you, my son. What about you?"

"Well father, I may not have the best job, and I may not be the best worker, but I can happily assure you that I tried my hardest. I made sure to obey my boss, made sure to be wise with my pay, and even imitated your ways by being happy going to sleep knowing I made the best of my day."

The father smiled as he nodded.

"Well my boys, I'm very happy to hear of his. My eldest sons, come receive your fortune."

The boys were given their bags of money.

"And you Peter, you will be given a better job. Tony Stark, my friend, come forth my friend."

All three sons were shocked to hear this, and the older sons watched in shock as Tony Stark walked up to Peter.

"My boy, you will be working under Tony Stark, the only man richer than me. You will live a lavish life under him, as well as work and live to your fullest. You proved to be the best."

The older sons then helplessly watched Peter walk away, to a new and better life that the other brothers would never truly deserve.

Peter would then live happily ever after.