Warnings: Angst, Endgame spoilers, character death mentions, profanity, crying
“Congratulations you’ve reached the voicemail of Tony Stark, you know what to do.” BEEP.
“Hey, dad. It’s Y/N. It’s been a year. I graduated college today, top of my class, you’d be proud.”
You took a deep breath. “MIT, you know. Remember when I was little and I dreamed of going to Yale? Well that was the plan, until acceptance letters came in. Unsurprisingly I was accepted to all of them. Yale, Brown, Harvard, Princeton, MIT… And in that moment, I knew I couldn’t go to Yale. I just couldn’t. I accepted MIT’s invitation and studied electrical engineering and graduated with my masters in physics and E.E… Just like you. Only took two years. Yale was the plan, but I had to go to MIT, I had to have something more of yours. When I was younger you weren’t the best guy, not a role model, I wanted nothing less than to be like you. And now I’m here. Grasping onto every little thing I can, every memory, every piece of metal, every tool you ever touched. And it’s still not enough. Because you’re not here. I didn’t care about what you or anyone else thought of me and now… I just hope you’re proud of me up there.”
A sob wracked your body.
“I miss you daddy. I miss you so much. The world lost Iron Man and Tony Stark, billionaire genius. But me? I lost my dad. And now I feel so lost. What was it you said? Part of the journey is the end. Well, it’s the worst part right now. Pepper is going to give me Stark Industries on my 18th birthday. I’m going to do my best to do as you would. I’m gonna help people, I’m not going to sit by and let all this shit happen when I can do something about it. It’s all just two months away. But I’m not going to stop there. You were Iron Man. You were the best hero the world, or universe, had ever seen. But you know what? I’m going to be better. Or try too. I’ve been designing my suit for months, and it’s almost ready. I’m going to make you proud dad, I promise. There will be somethings I do that you would have found questionable. Maybe even refused to let me do. So from that stand point it’s a good thing you’re not here. Because I’m gonna do them anyway. I’m going to make sure that if anyone like Thanos ever comes to earth we’ll be ready. Whatever it takes. A few people have told me to move on. Because they do. But not me. Not me.”
Tears escaped your eyes and hit the stone floor.
“And it’s all just two months away. I love you 3000. Goodbye Dad.”
A/N Possible Part 2?