Morgan's first word
Morgan says her first word on a day when Rhodey’s visiting.
It’s a nice day. The sun’s shining bright overhead and the lake next to the house looks warm and inviting. He and Tony are sitting out on the porch, catching up over cups of Tony’s homemade cold brew and smoothies DUM-E made from a recipe FRIDAY found for him on Pinterest.
Rhodey has Morgan perched on his lap, gently bouncing her up and down as Tony asks him how his mama is doing, suggesting they go on a road trip to go visit her in Philly so she can finally meet Morgan. They’re just a few weeks out from Morgan’s first birthday, and it’s high time her honorary grandmother gets to see her in person instead of just over video chat.
Just as Rhodey’s leaning over to place his glass back on the table, he catches a whiff of something in the air. He wrinkles his nose a bit, sniffing a couple more times to figure out what it is he’s smelling.
“Yeesh, okay,” Tony says, with a slight grimace that does nothing to cover up the smile that’s threatening to break out across his face. “Time for her diaper change.”
“Oh damn, is that what that stench is?”
Rhodey turns Morgan around so that she’s facing him. Holding her up so only her tiny feet are resting on his knees, he can’t help but engage his goddaughter in some baby talk.
“You a smelly girl, Morgan? Like your dada, huh? Little Miss Stank, that’s what you are.”
The giggles bursting out of Morgan lights up his entire world, and he keeps it up as he gets out of his seat to bring her inside to get changed, Tony following right behind him.
“Alright, Princess Stank, let’s get you into some clean diapers, yeah? You’d like that? Don’t wanna be stinky like your old man Mr. Stank, am I right?”
Morgan’s giggles get even louder, and right as Rhodey’s about to launch into some more baby talk, he hears her say her first word.
He and Tony pause in the middle of the living room, staring at each other for a second before turning back to Morgan.
“What did you say, honey?” Tony asks, reaching out to pick up Morgan from Rhodey’s arms. “Can you repeat that for me?”
“S-s-stank!” Morgan almost yells, then falls into more peals of laughter. In between giggles, she keeps saying it. “Stank! Stank!”
Next to Tony, Rhodey bursts out laughing, hands on his knees as he tries to contain himself. “Her first word is stank,” he chokes out. “Morgan Stank.”
“Yeah, yeah, yeah, laugh it up,” Tony says, obviously a little put out but still amused if the uptick of his mouth is anything to go by. “My kid’s first word, literally born from shits and giggles. Thanks, platypus.”
“Shits… and giggles,” Rhodey wheezes. He stands up straight and wipes the tears away, and gently brushes Morgan’s hair back. “God, that’s too fucking funny. Shits and giggles. Good job, Princess Stank.”
“S..it?” the baby questions, eyes wide and boring into Rhodey’s own. “Stank.”
He looks back up at his best friend. “I think your baby just tried to say ‘shit.’”
“Yeah I think it’s time we stopped talking and just get her changed before Pepper comes back and murders us both.”
They make their way to Morgan’s changing table and get her cleaned up. All the while, they can’t stop randomly laughing at what just happened.
Honestly, Rhodey can’t help but be proud that of all the words the genius baby could have gone with for her first attempt at speaking, she chose his. Stank.