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imanativeofswlondondahling · 4 years

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Becoming A Stark (20)- Peter Parker x Stark!femReader

Word Count: 1204

Warnings: swearing probably. Besides that you should be good.

Author Note: Sorry I took a week off. Massive wind storm knocked my power and internet out for most of last week. But we’re back to what we’re supposed to be doing. Let me know if you want to be tagged or what you thought:)

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“If you think you’re leaving the house looking like that, you are mistaken.” You look down at your outfit and are confused. Grey t-shirt, denim jacket, black ripped jeans, and hot pink converse. Your backpack is slung over your shoulder as you were about to walk out the door for Happy to take you across Queens to MSST. There’s nothing you can think of that your dad would be mad at your outfit about.

“What’s wrong with it?” You ask.

“Screw Your Lab Safety, I Want Superpowers?” You glance down at the shirt you’re wearing and know that you and Pepper had made the right choice with it. But you force a look of confusion to appear on your face as you reply.

“Doesn’t everyone want to be a superhero?”

“You’re going to be the death of me.” Tony mutters as you walk out the door.

“Bye Dad. Love you.”

You shouldn’t be surprised that Peter was waiting for you when Happy dropped you off, but it makes you smile. You want to kiss him when you see him, but with Happy and the paps both within a distance that it could be big news, both in the gossip pages and to a point where your dad would know about it before you even get to first period, you decide to wait until you’re inside the school building. “Hey Parker.”

“Hey there.” Peter looks out and sees all the cameras screaming your name and just walks next to you until you’re inside the school, but once inside he pulls your hand into his. Once you’re farther down the hallway, he pulls you close and his lips are on yours. “Wow.” He breathes the word into your lips when you both pull away from each other. “Guess I should say good morning?”

“If that’s how you plan on saying good morning, a girl could get used to that.”

“There’s only one girl I want getting used to that good morning.” Peter teases you as he leads you towards your locker.

“Well this girl could get used to that.” You say, bumping his shoulder with yours. “So how much trouble are you in for yesterday?”

“I haven’t found out yet, but I skipped detention before I even dealt with the whole other situation. So I’m probably in more trouble for skipping detention. How much trouble are you in for yesterday?”

“Well I’m grounded for leaving the house, which doesn’t really do too much apart from I’m on like basically lock down.”

“Which you feel like you were already on?” You nod.

“He threatened to take away homecoming, but I told him I wasn’t even sure I was going, so that took the power out of the punch so he backed away from taking that away. But he basically told me that if I go anywhere without Happy, he’ll make me have the “forehead of security” with me 24/7, which is a fate worse than death even though I don’t mind Happy that much.” Peter doesn’t comment on the homecoming thing. He wants to figure out the right way to ask you. It’s in a couple of weeks and he wants you to have enough time to find a dress. But if Happy was with you 24/7, Tony would surely come in his Iron Man suit and fight him for even just holding hands with Y/N.

“Did you tell your dad about…” Peter trails off and motions between you both.

“And have him lock me up in the house and never let me out? No. The last time I brought up dating, he threatened to lock me up until I was 25. I mean, I’ll probably have to tell him if we plan on doing anything outside of school…” You trail off, not wanting to overstep.

“So if I were to say ask you out on a real date?” Peter says.

“That would be something I would have to tell him.”

“Or say if I wanted to take you to the homecoming dance as my date?”

“Another one I would have to tell him.” You nod in agreement.

“Well I guess you’re going to have to tell him, because I plan on doing both.” Peter says with a cheeky smile.

“Did you just…?” Peter kisses your cheek as you both walk up to your locker.

“Get a pretty dress. I’ll get you the fancy flower thing. And I’ll assume Happy is going to drive us since Tony won’t have it any other way.” You roll your eyes.

“Less than 24 hours Parker.”

“I’m not going to waste any time while I date you Y/N.” He says before walking off towards his own locker. Betty and Astrid wait until he turns the corner before dropping their own stuff.

“Tell us everything!” Betty demands.

“So I have a date to homecoming?” You say not sure where to start and are suddenly surrounded in a hug by your two best friends.

“And a boyfriend from the sounds of it.” Astrid adds.

“I don’t know what to call it.”

“You walk around holding hands, he kisses you, and he’s taking you to a school dance.”

“Well and he wants to take me on dates. Plus I’m pretty sure my dad’s going to hate it.”

“Sounds like a boyfriend to me.” Betty says.

“So are you expelled?” You ask Peter as he sits down next to you at lunch.

“No but I’m in detention for, well, ever basically. Ned thought I was going to have to go to school where the principle has a crossbow.”

“Sounds legit to me babe.” You tease him.

“Babe?” He asks with a smile.

“Shut up.” You kiss his cheek.

“Look who finally got together.” Ned says loudly.

“Shut up.” Peter says, but wraps an arm around you. You smile and lift an apple chunk to your lips as a voice calls out from behind you.

“Penis Parker has a girlfriend? Next you’re going to tell me that he actually knows Spider-Man.” Flash’s voice reverberates around the cafeteria.

“Eugine, you can very kindly fuck off, unless you really want my dad to come and tell you to fuck off again like he did when you visited Stark Industries.”

“He’s not worth it.” Peter says from next to you softly, knowing that your temper matches Tony’s when you want it to.

“You were like having an episode. That’s the only reason he wasn’t interested when I tried to talk to him.”

“My body was trying to kill me. And my father was worried. Kind of the wrong time to introduce yourself to someone’s dad don’t you think? So back off. And just so you know, last night Spider-Man came over while Peter was over helping my dad on a project. So maybe you should just keep your goddamn mouth shut. Because it sounds like out of the two of you, you’re the one that has no idea what you’re talking about.” Flash turns around to his own table, not having anything in response, so you turn back to your own friends.

“You met Spider-Man last night?” Betty asks.

“He was just dealing with some superhero stuff. He was pretty chill if you ask me.”

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imanativeofswlondondahling · 4 years

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Becoming A Stark? (23) Peter Parker x Stark!femReader

Word Count: 1210

Warnings: swearing

Author Note: Look who actually uploaded when she was supposed to. Let me know your thoughts or if you want to be added to the tag list. 5 chapters left y’all!

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“Astrid, I will owe you forever, but I have to steal Ned.” Astrid looks at you in shock.

“Why?”

“I’ll explain later. It’s a Stark emergency.” Ned looks confused but follows you out of the gym.

“What’s the Stark emergency?” Ned asks as you walk towards the library.

“I’d say it’s more of a guy in the chair type of emergency.” Peter had told you to get Ned and utilize him as much as possible. You had FRIDAY through your phone, but Ned would be able to do what FRIDAY wouldn’t or couldn’t do. “FRIDAY have you tracked that car yet?”

“Working on it Y/N.”

“Why are we tracking a car?”

“So you know Liz’s dad? He’s the bad guy that Peter’s been fighting.”

“Peter told you?”

“Of course he told me.” You laugh as you push Ned towards a chair. “The issue is he refuses to tell my dad about Liz’s dad. So it’s up to us to help him out. Plus we can’t tell Happy or Happy will tell my dad and my dad will come storming in.” Your phone goes off. Dad’s calling now? You let it ring a couple times as if you were in the gym at the dance. “Kind of in the middle of something.”

“Wow, ok I see how that feels now. But I just wanted to let you know kiddo, Happy is going to be dealing with the move stuff so slight change of plans. I’m going to pick you and Peter up after the dance.”

“What? Can’t you just send one of the other security people?”

“And let you make out with Parker the whole ride home I don’t think so.”

“Y/N your search results are ready.”

“What is FRIDAY searching for you?”

“Had a bet over who the population thinks is hotter One Direction or Five Seconds of Summer. She was pulling the results.”

“Who?”

“Two different bands. Anyway I have to get back to the dance Dad. Peter is waiting.”

“Step on his toes at least twice while you’re dancing and tell him that hands remain hip level or higher or I will blast him with the Iron Man gauntlets when I pick you up.”

“Bye Dad.” As soon as you hang up, your phone rings again, but this time it’s Peter.

“Peter, my dad is planning to pick us up from the dance, so we have about three hours to do this.”

“Wait why?”

“Apparently, Happy got tied up with moving day stuff at the tower. Too many things that are having to get flown.”

“Moving day… Moving day! He’s going to rob that plane!”

“That makes no sense. It’s just old Avengers stuff. All the important stuff has already been moved out of the Tower.” You put Peter on speaker and pull up the map that shows where the car went. “This is where he is. Help get Peter there. I’m going to get a hold of Happy and try and get him to divert the plane.”

“Will Happy do that?” Peter asks.

“I’m a Stark. He works for me.” You say with all the confidence you don’t feel. You send the GPS location to Ned and take Peter off speaker. “Peter be careful out there.”

“I will. I always am.”

“I feel like we should let my dad know about this. You should have some backup.”

“Y/N-”

“I’m not saying you can’t do this. But I’m worried.”

“I’ll be fine. I have to prove to your dad that I can do this. Right now, he doesn’t even know I’m coming. I can take him by surprise.” You can hear the sound of horns honking. Peter doesn’t even drive so the fact that he’s driving now worries you. “I’ll be ok.”

“I’ll be waiting for you. Stay safe.”

“I will. I gotta call Ned. Call Happy.”

“Ok, bye.” You want to say something more, but it’s too soon, no matter how you feel about him. “FRIDAY call Happy.”

“Calling Happy.”

“Y/N, is the dance over already? Did Tony not call you?”

“Happy, please tell me the plane hasn’t taken off yet.”

“It just did.”

“Divert it.”

“What?”

“Happy, I don’t have time to explain. Divert the plane.”

“Kid, I don’t have time for this.”

“I don’t have time for you to be insubordinate. Last I checked I’m a Stark and you work for me. I said divert the fucking plane.”

“Kid I don’t know where this attitude is coming from, but the plane is already headed where it's supposed to be.”

“Then make it land. Right fucking now.”

“Kid, I don’t have time for this. I need to go.”

“When this all crashes and burns, remember that I tried to warn you.”

“Whatever you say kid. But save the dramatics for your dad ok? I have work to do.” Happy hangs up the phone and looks out the window of the tower. She didn’t mean literally crash and burn did she? Because that seriously looks like their plane is crashing right now. Tony is going to kill him.

“Where’s your boyfriend?” Tony asks.

“Saving your ass.” You slide into the front seat.

“Excuse me?”

“Some vulture guy? Stealing Avengers things? Moving day? Tried to tell Happy, but he didn’t want to listen.”

“So your boyfriend went to go after them? With what his sheer wits?”

“And a onesie.” You sass back.

“I swear you two kids are going to be the death of me.” Tony looks over at you while keeping a hand on the steering wheel. “What about the dance?”

“There will be other dances. But someone has to save the world right?”

“That sounds super smart.”

“Well it’s a paraphrase of something that someone super smart once told me.”

“Oh yeah and who was that.”

“Pepper.”

“She’s a pretty smart lady.”

“I agree.”

“She made a pretty smart suggestion.”

“Oh yeah, what was that?”

“She said your boyfriend should be an Avenger.”

“I thought he already was one.”

“He was more of a part time one.”

“Well seeing as he saved your ass, I think he deserved it.”

“Well seeing as I’ve called him your boyfriend three times and you haven’t denied it…”

“Why deny something that’s true?”

“When did this change?”

“Tonight. Speaking of changing things, when are you going to finally ask?”

“Ask what?”

“Pepper to marry you? She’s the best person you’ll ever get. So you should ask her before she decides that she could find someone better.”

“Find someone better than Iron Man?”

“She’s Pepper Potts, she could have anyone she wants. You need to let her know you’re committed before it’s too late.”

“Would you be ok if I did?”

“I’d be more than ok! She’s the better parent in this situation I’m trapped in and you marrying her would make her officially my parent.”

“She already thinks of you as her kid, whether or not it’s official. But we can look at making it more official if you want.”

“Really?”

“Really. We can talk with Pepper about it, but she loves you too kiddo. I will say I'm hurt that you think she’s the better parent.”

“I’ll say you’re the better parent on one condition.”

“What’s your condition?”

“You give Peter his internship back.”

“Deal.”

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imanativeofswlondondahling · 4 years

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Becoming A Stark? (27)- Peter Parker x Stark!femReader

Word Count: 4797

Warnings: Swearing probably

Author’s Note: One more chapter after this. It will be going up this Friday. Let me know if you want to be added to the tag list which will turn into the sequel tag list after Friday.

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“Wakey, wakey birthday girl.” Your dad’s voice comes from your doorway.

“If you really love me you’ll let me sleep.” You mumble, pulling your blankets towards your chin.

“Loving you has nothing to do with it. You have to get ready for school. But I wanted to be the first to say happy birthday.” You feel the edge of your bed sink in as your dad sits down. You look over, blinking as the bright light hits you a bit too hard. “How does it feel to be fifteen?”

“The same as it felt to be fourteen?” you shrug. “How did you know it’s my birthday?”

“I’ve seen your birth certificate. I’m not going to forget my kid’s birthday.” Tony reaches forward to push the hair away from your face. “You’ve got a busy day ahead of you. So if it were me, I’d get up and get ready.”

“If it’s my birthday shouldn’t I be allowed to do what I want? Like stay in bed all day?”

“Pepper will never allow that. Get up kiddo. You’ve got school to get to.”

“So you’re saying Mom is the one who’s actually in charge?”

“Most definitely.” Tony says before kissing your forehead. “Now get ready so you can have your birthday breakfast before school.”

“Does it involve green juice?”

“Would it be breakfast without green juice?” You roll your eyes, but push your covers back and climb out of bed. Reaching into your dresser, you pull out a pair of black ripped jeans before going digging in your closet for a shirt for today. Sassy shirt or band tee? Which seems right? But then your eyes fall on the blue tie dyed Pink Floyd tour t-shirt. That’s what you want to wear today. It’s slightly cropped, but not enough for it to be a dress code issue. You pull on the shirt and the jeans and then reach for a pair of red high tops. You love how comfy casual this is. The last thing it needs is your favorite jean jacket and you’ll be set. At least clothing wise anyway. You’ll add a couple small pieces of jewelry, your heart pendant and some earrings, and maybe throw your hair into a ponytail just so it doesn’t annoy you throughout the day. After a couple swipes of mascara and a little lip gloss, you feel ready to head downstairs. When you walk into the kitchen, your mom and dad are both waiting for you. A stack of pancakes are waiting for you with a couple candles stuck in them. You look at them puzzled. “Pepper said I couldn’t give you cake for breakfast so I figured this was the closest we could get.”

“Cake would just spike you and then you’d get hungry way before lunch.” Pepper rolls her eyes.

“I love it.” Nana and Pops had always made your birthday special, but this is a completely different kind of special. Your dad takes a lighter and lights the candles.

“Make a wish.” He pulls his phone out and snaps a picture as you blow out the candles. Tony can’t help but smile at you. “So anything you want to do for your birthday?”

“You don’t have today already planned?”

“I have some rough ideas, but I thought I’d get some input from the birthday girl herself.”

“I want to hang out with Peter after school.”

“Sure, invite him over.”

“I mean outside of the apartment.”

“Take Happy with you.”

“Dad-”

“Nope. Dead set on this one.”

“Fine.” You text Peter to see if he’s up for doing something after school. You’d be surprised if he says something other than sure.

“You have to be home by six.” Pepper adds. “Birthday dinner. But Peter can come too.”

“Where are we going for it?”

“Where would you like to go?” Pepper asks.

“Can we go to that Italian place we went a few weeks back?”

“Sounds like a plan to me.” Tony says.

“So what did you want to do?” Peter asks as he finds you after your German class.

“I don’t care. I just wanted to be free from the apartment for a few hours.” You admit.

“Well it’s your birthday, so anything you want to do is on the cards.”

“I could go for coffee?” You suggest.

“Coffee it is for my girl.” Peter takes your hand and walks you to the side of the school but you shake your head. “What? This is the quicker way.”

“I promised my dad we would go with Happy. He’ll be waiting in front of the school.”

“I’m pretty sure he doesn’t like me.” Peter’s nose scrunches as he says this but follows you towards the front of the school.

“That’s just Happy’s personality.”

“He likes you.”

“That’s ‘cause Tony’s my dad. I’m a Stark- he like has to like me or he doesn’t get paid.” You joke. “Did you tell May that my mom and dad said you’re invited to dinner?” Peter nods his head.

“Already texted her about it. She said to wish you a happy birthday.”

“Aw, May’s the best.”

“She is pretty great, as long as you don’t eat her cooking.” Peter says with a smile.

“The vegetarian food she made for me was pretty decent.”

“That’s because most of it was premade.” Peter smirks at you.

“That stuff is pretty hard to mess up.” You admit. You walk outside to the sound of your name being called and feel Peter drop your hand. You both walk over to where Happy is standing.

“How was school kid?” Happy asks you.

“Not bad.” You say as he opens the door for you and Peter to climb into the back seat.

“Where are we heading?” Happy asks as he sits down in the front seat.

“Coffee.” You say, knowing Happy knows where your favorite shop is.

“Anything for the birthday girl.” Happy turns a blinker on and pulls away from the curb. You click open your phone and see that your dad tagged you in a picture from this morning at the breakfast table.

“My dad can’t seem to keep anything private. The whole world knows it’s my birthday now.” You say to Peter.

“It’s just ‘cause he loves you kid.” Happy’s voice flows from the front seat. You roll your eyes, but you know he’s right. Now your notifications are filled with thousands of birthday messages on your dad’s photo. But you also see a few pictures you’ve been tagged in, so you click on your profile to have easier access to them. Some are from people you don’t know, edits of pictures you’ve posted or the paps have, but a few are from Betty, MJ, Ned, and then you see that Peter tagged you in a picture. You click over to peter_p’s profile and see the collage of photos from the few months you two have been dating and some from your snapchat streak before that, but it’s the comment that he posted that gets you.

Happy birthday to the best girlfriend I could have ever asked for @y/nstark. I’m my happiest when I’m with you and I’ve never laughed as hard as I do when you make me laugh. Here’s to fifteen years treating you the best it should. Hopefully fifteen is when I finally get you to watch Star Wars too. You have my <3 babe. Here’s the first of many birthdays together.

You look over at Peter, who is oblivious to the fact that you just read his birthday message. Feeling your eyes on him, he looks up at you. “What’s up?”

“You have my heart too.” Peter takes your hand in his and places kisses on your knuckles. It’s the closest either of you have gotten to saying ‘I love you’ in the almost six months of dating. It feels important.

“I think mine was yours before we even started dating. But I wouldn’t tell your dad that or I might not live to your next birthday.” Peter admits.

“I’m pretty good at keeping secrets.”

“So Peter, how’s your year going at MSST?” Pepper asks after orders have been placed.

“Good. I think anyway. I’m waiting for a couple of midterm grades to come back, but besides that my grades are where I want them to be and I’m taking my SAT and ACT for the third time next weekend.”

“Wanting to score well enough for MIT?” Tony asks.

“He’s trying to aim for scholarship levels. He’s already scored high enough to get in.” You say, unable to not brag about your boyfriend. Peter’s ears go pink at your words.

“Good to hear. If I’m going to talk to them about admitting you next year, then-”

“You’re a year off Dad.”

“I think we could get Peter into college a year early. I went early. I think Peter could do it too. He’s smart enough.”

“I won’t have the necessary classes.” Peter says.

“So we talk to MSST and you could take some extra classes to graduate early.” Tony points out.

“You’re just trying to get him a few states away from me.” You point out before taking a sip from your water glass.

“I think May isn’t ready for me to head off to college for a couple years. Financially.” Peter says with a slight cough.

“Well there’s always the September Grant.”

“Yeah that’s what you told her about when you came over the first time. I don’t think she’ll go for that lie again.” Peter says, reaching for his own water glass.

“The September Grant is a real grant.” Pepper says. “And it is through MIT. Now if somebody,” she looks at your dad, “utilized the name to cover for something else, he’ll have to explain that. But it’s a very real grant.” She lifts her wine glass but before taking a sip she adds, “And whenever you’re ready to head to college, it’s open to you.”

“Wow, um thank you?” Peter says, his cheeks going red. “I think today is supposed to be about Y/N though.” You smile at your boyfriend.

“Right, our birthday girl. How has your birthday been so far?” Your dad asks, taking a sip from his whiskey glass.

“Good. I got a 100 on my English essay. And I passed my Chemistry and Biology midterms. So I won’t have to retake either of those classes next year hopefully.”

“Never doubted you would pass.” Your mom says with a smile. Personally, you don’t love the fact that you have to take two science classes a year at MSST, but you’re doing it.

“A 100 on your essay? That deserves a toast I think.” Tony raises his glass. You roll your eyes but raise your glass too. “To our English scholar and birthday girl.” After clinking glasses, your appetizers were brought out. Bruschetta for you and Pepper, a salad for your dad, and fried cheese bites for Peter. As you all munch on your food, the conversation flows between projects your dad and Peter are working on, SI things, and more school talk from you and Peter. This continues through entrees as well. Your dad offers to order dessert, but Pepper reminds him that there’s cake at home.

Little did you know, there are also a multitude of people waiting for you at home. Uncle Rhodey must have let everyone in, but when you walk into your house there’s a group of people shouting “Happy Birthday!”. You look around the room, seeing your friends- Astrid, Betty, MJ, and Ned- standing near Nana and Pops as well as Vision and, to your and Tony’s surprise, your Aunt Nat standing to the side of the room. Peter’s hand is wrapped around your waist, he knows you’re excited to see your aunt. However, his sixth sense tells him that some of the people in the room, Tony and even possibly Colonel Rhodes, don't seem to like that she’s here. Neither man seems ready to drag her out of the room, at least not in front of you, seeing how she’s part of the reasons that Captain America got away. But you don’t know that. No one except the people who weren't in Germany know that. So he’ll smile and play nice, to make you happy on your birthday.

While you’re over giving hugs to your Nana and Pops, Rhodey and Tony make their way to say something to Natasha. “You’re here just for this. As soon as gifts are opened and cake is cut, you disappear, or-”

“I know. I wasn’t going to disappoint Y/N and miss her birthday.” Natasha says, squaring off to Tony, reminding him that he might be an Avenger but she’s not one to be messed with either.

“You’re still wanted for what happened in Germany.”

“I know.” Before any of them can say anything else, the birthday girl’s arms are wrapped around her aunt’s waist.

“Aunt Nat, you’re here!” Rhodey and Tony step away to give Natasha a moment with you.

“I am. I wasn’t going to miss your birthday.”

“Is Dad and Uncle Rhodey going to send you away to some like prison or something after this?” You ask all worried, but your aunt shakes her head.

“I’m pardoned for one night. It’s a birthday gift I think.”

“I’ll take it.” You pull your aunt in for another hug. “I’ve missed you.”

“I’ve missed you too. But today’s about celebrating you. So…” She trails off, motioning towards your friends and family. Across the room, Betty, Astrid, and Ned all look awestruck at the sight of you talking with the Black Widow.

“Come meet my friends.” You say, pointing towards where your friends are waiting. The room fills with the sounds of you talking with the people you love and who love you. Tony queues FRIDAY to play some of your favorite music and everyone relaxes into celebrating you. You end up on the couch surrounded by your parents to open gifts, the rest of your family and friends sitting in various places in the living room. So far you’ve opened a lot of graphic tees and books. Peter got you a shirt that said ‘The Sass is Strong With This One’ in the Star Wars print as well as a sweatshirt that said ‘Friday is My Second Favorite F Word’ which got a laugh out of everyone, Natasha got you some books you had added to your Goodreads page recently, Betty got you two sweatshirts that read ‘Gangsta Napper’ and ‘I’d Rather Be Sleeping’. You’re now on the gifts from Nana and Pops.

“We thought it was time for you to finally have these.” You unwrap the first of the two boxes, a smaller one. Taking off the paper, you’re surprised to find a jewelry box waiting for you. Inside is a pair of pearl earrings. “These were your mom’s. When she went into rehab, she left them with us, because she wanted to make sure that you had something of hers, one day.” You try to swallow the lump in your throat as you take the paper off the other box, finding a matching necklace. You don’t know what to say. You don’t remember the woman who left these for you as she went off to required rehab after giving birth to a crack baby. When you hear Mom, your thoughts go to Pepper, not the woman who these belong to. But you let the cold, weighted stones drape over your hand as you hold the necklace. “She wanted you to have them one day.”

“Those are beautiful.” Pepper says softly from next to you, breaking the silence that you hadn’t known how to break.

“Right, yeah, thanks Nana. These are gorgeous.” Pepper can tell there’s something about the jewelry that is making you uncomfortable, but she’s not going to just ask you in front of everyone. She can wait until it’s just you, her, and Tony, or even just you and her later. But the Mama Bear in her wants to pull you into her arms and never let you go. You place the two offending boxes on the coffee table.

“My turn!” Astrid says holding a light blue gift bag out towards you. “I’ve been waiting weeks to give this to you.” You pull out the tissue paper and reach a hand in to pull out a pair of Mickey Ears that are sparkling black with a rainbow bow in the center. “It’s the pride ears you talked about!”

“I love them Astrid!” Your friends know how obsessed you are with collecting new Pride stuff to have on hand for Pride Events or just day to day life. “Maybe I’ll wear them to Pride this year.”

“There’s more in there.” You pull out a grey shirt that says ‘To Read or Not To Read, What A Stupid Question’ as well as a baseball tee that reads ‘God Said Adam and Eve so I Did Both’ in Blue, Pink, and Purple ink.

“Astrid, these are amazing.”

Ned gave you a Labyrinth board game, Vision had gotten you some anti-math graphic tees, and now Uncle Rhodey was going to give you gifts before your parents give you their gifts.

“For you Baby Stark.” Your Uncle Rhodey hands you a box and you roll your eyes at the nickname.

“I thought my dad was the one who is supposed to be the one with all the nicknames.”

“Hang around him too long and you start up on them too.” You take the paper off and open the white box to find more graphic tee shirts. The first one you get not even halfway through reading when your dad shouts out.

“Absolutely not.” You finish reading the white print on the black shirt ‘Look Like A Princess Fight Like An Avenger.’

“You don’t like it, Tones?” Your uncle teases.

“Yeah Dad? I thought this would be my motto from here on out.”

“Burn it.” Your dad says angrily and your mom laughs. You turn the shirt around so your confused guests can read it. Everyone laughs as you set it on the coffee table to see what else is in the box. Underneath, there is a black sweatshirt that reads ‘The Trash Get Picked Up Tomorrow. Get Ready.’ Lastly, there’s a tee that reads ‘I’m Allergic to Mondays’. All of the shirts you’ve gotten so far are very you.

“Thanks Uncle Rhodey.” You set the shirts with the growing pile of new ones you’ve received today.

“Our turn.” Your dad says, reaching beside the couch to pull out a few boxes.

“This is way too many.” Most people at the party had limited to one gift. But your dad seems to have forgotten that there is such a thing as limiting one’s self.

“It’s not every day your kid turns fifteen.” You raise an eyebrow, telling him that that excuse doesn’t work. “Plus these are from me and Pep.”

“Fine.” You roll your eyes. He hands you a bigger box first, one that if you had to guess is probably a pair of converse. You take the paper off the box and aren’t surprised to find the familiar black and brown box waiting under the paper. But the shoes you find inside the box, you’ve never seen before. “Galaxy hightops?” You look to your mom, knowing that she had to be the one to find these.

“Thought you might enjoy them.” She says with a smile. You throw your arms around her.

“These are so cool!”

“Wow I see that I’m just chopped liver.” Your dad teases. You wrap your arms around him too.

“Thanks Dad.” He places a kiss on your forehead.

“Open the next one. I think you’ll enjoy that one too.” This box is a slimmer, flatter box and you guess it’s probably some piece of clothing, seeing as it doesn’t weigh a ton. You slide a finger under the tape to open the box open up after taking the paper off and open it up to find another jean jacket looking at you. You’re confused, since you already have one you wear a lot, but you take it out of the box and flip it to the back to look at the jacket before saying anything. And that’s when you see it. The tongue sticking out of a mouth. It’s a Rolling Stones jean jacket. You look between your parents.

“This one was all your dad.” Pepper says softly and the smile grows on your face.

“Even though they’re only subpar?” You ask.

“They make you happy and that’s what matters.” This time, your arms are around your dad before you can stop yourself.

“I love you.”

“I love you too. Always and forever kiddo.” Tony holds you close for a moment, before saying a little louder. “I think you’ve still got a couple more things to open.” He slides another flat box into your lap, saving the most important gift for last.

“Ok, ok.” You say, tearing the paper from the box. You’re guessing this is another clothing item and if it follows the trend of everyone else's gifts, it’s probably a graphic tee. But upon opening the box, you realize your guess is wrong. Sitting in the box is one of the most beautiful dresses you’ve ever seen. It’s a black cotton dress with flowers printed on it. There’s a burgundy trim around the neckline of the dress as well as white iridescent buttons, and at the bottom of the dress is an almost tribal looking print covering the bottom of the dress.

“I saw this in a shop and knew you had to have it.” Pepper admits.

“It’s beautiful.” You breathe out softly. “Thank you.”

“Of course.” Pepper says like it’s no big deal, and maybe it isn’t to her, but it is to you. It’s your mom buying things like this because she thought it was important that you have things like that. It matters to you. Tony grabs the last box and hands it to Pepper instead of you, which throws you off. There’s a moment of conversation that happens only between their eyes. But Pepper takes a breath and then holds the box out to you. You look at her, silently asking if you should open it. She smiles at you and you start to take the paper off the small box. As you take the paper off, Pepper explains. “This is something that has been passed down from mother to daughter in my family for generations and when my mom gave it to me, she told me to hold on to it until the day that I wanted to give it to my daughter.” You open another jewelry box to see a beautiful opal ring with two small diamonds on either side of the gem.

“Wow. You want me to have this?” You can’t help but ask, staring at the ring in your hands.

“Why wouldn’t I want my daughter to have it?” Pepper asks, wrapping an arm around you. You lean into her side. “It’s yours until the day you want to give it to your daughter.” She says, as if passing a family heirloom on to you was no big deal. You take the ring out of the black velvet and hold the gold band between two fingers for a moment before sliding it onto your middle finger, guessing that that finger is the one that it will fit the best on. “We can get it resized if we need to.”

“No, it’s perfect.” You say, looking at where it now sits. You might never take the opal ring off, because it looks perfect where it is. You look up from the ring to look at your mom, when out of the corner of your eye, you spot Nana and Pops. They had given you jewelry too and you hadn’t directly put it on. Are you insulting them? “Thanks Mom.” You say giving Pepper another hug.

Later that night you find yourself looking at the ring as you sit on your bed. Your birthday has been pretty perfect, but you can’t help but think about the situation with the jewelry and wonder if you should have handled it differently. Should you have put on your biological mother’s jewelry instead? Should you have put on both? The questions linger in your head as you stare at the ring that you love because it came from Pepper.

“So all in all how was the big birthday?” Pepper’s voice draws you from your thoughts.

You smile before answering, “Good. I don’t think I could have asked for a better birthday.”

“You know you don’t have to wear it if it makes you uncomfortable or anything.” Pepper says as she makes her way towards your bed to sit.

You don’t understand what she means. “Huh?”

“The ring. It’s yours. But you don’t have to wear it-”

“I don’t think I’ll ever take it off.” You cut her off before she has the chance to finish her thought. “I love it Mom.” You reassure her.

“If I had known your grandparents were bringing you jewelry too, I would have saved it for another day. I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable or try to, I don’t know, step over your mom’s place-” Once again you cut her off before she can finish her thought.

“You didn’t.” Pepper looks at you, trying to gauge where you are at with everything that happened tonight. “If anything, I don’t know how to feel about their gift. But I know how I feel about yours.”

“I’m not sure I know what you mean.” Pepper says. You let your hand fall so you’re not staring at the ring, but your fingers of your left hand reach to your right to twist it.

“You know how I told you she left for rehab right after I was born because I was born addicted?” Pepper nods, remembering the story you shared right after you moved in with her and Tony. “Well, that’s a story I heard from someone else. I don’t have any actual memories from her. And I have the quilt she made and now the jewelry, but…” you trail off for a moment, collecting your thoughts. “It’s hard… I don’t know if she actually left those pieces for me to have, or if Nana and Pops took them so she couldn’t sell them for drug money. Nana and Pops have told me the truth about why my biological mother isn’t here. But she was a drug addict. There was a lot of stuff that Nana would mention off hand to Pops about being gone that she missed in terms of jewelry and stuff because my biological mother sold it. So I feel like I only have these pieces because Nana hid them, not because my biological mother wanted me to have them. Getting them as gifts, it… it leaves a sour taste in my mouth. Because it’s something that Nana more wanted me to have than the mother that left me to go back to the drugs that could have killed me.” You take in a shaky inhale before continuing. “But you? You wanted me. You adopted me and you gave me stuff that was meant for your daughter.”

“You are my daughter Y/N.”

“There’s nothing saying that you and Dad won’t have a daughter one day.”

“We already do.” Pepper corrects you. “Can I sit?” She motions next to you. You nod. She sits next to you, wrapping her arm around you. You lean into the scent of lavender that calms you especially when coming from Pepper. “You’re my kid. Whether or not your dad and I have more kids one day, you will always be my first born. That’s why I wanted to give the ring to you. Because it felt the way it did when my mom gave the ring to me. It felt right. And one day, you’ll feel the same way when you give it to your kid. You’re my kid.”

“I feel…” You stop yourself, not sure if you should even voice it.

“You feel…?” Pepper asks, but doesn’t push.

You decide to start it a different way. “I worry that Nana and Pops might hate that I found you to be my mom.”

“If they do, we can sit down and talk with them. With everything else you have on your plate, you don’t need to be worried about anything else. Right now, you just need to focus on staying with the things that make you happy.” Pepper says, running her hand through your hair, hoping it will calm you. “You don’t need to spend your birthday night stressing.”

“I love you Mom.”

“I love you too sweetheart. Always have, always will.”

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Becoming A Stark? (15)- Peter Parker x Stark!femReader

Word Count: 1433

Warnings: Swearing, knowing me

Author’s Note: There is a bit of dialogue taken from Spider-Man: Homecoming. However there is additional scenes after it so don’t close out after getting to that part.

Chapter One || Previous Chapter || Master List

Peter had been acting weird lately. You had seen him at the brownstone when he worked with your dad in the lab or at school occasionally, but it was almost like he was hiding something. Maybe it was just that he was overworked from interning with your dad and school, but there is still so much of Peter you don’t know about even from Snapchatting him. You want to know more about him. Honestly you were falling hard for him, but this secret side to him made you wonder what all you didn’t know about him. He also hasn’t spent time with you outside of being at your house when he works with your dad. Sure, he keeps your Snapchat streak going. But for being a friend of yours, you only see him in passing it feels like. And you hate it.

Tony had given Peter a stern talking to. Sure he loved Peter helping the little guy. And it wasn’t a talking to about cutting back hours in the suit or anything along those lines. No, Tony’s talking to was about Y/N. Peter was forbidden to tell you about his alter ego. Tony thought you already had enough targets on your back with being the heir to the Stark fortune and the possible heir to SI. Then there was the whole daughter of Iron Man aspect of it all. Being friends with Spider-Man, that was too much in Tony’s book. So he made Peter promise not to tell you. But you were slowly becoming one of his best friends. He was even shocked when you started making him, Ned, and MJ sit with some of the more popular people at lunch just because you wanted to be able to see him more during the school day. Even Liz Allan sat with you guys. And like sure, Peter knew her from decathlon, but if you weren’t here, she would probably be the one who Peter would be crushing on. But no one could compare when you were here. And that’s the problem. Now not only does he have a crush on you that wasn’t allowed, but he also wasn’t allowed to share the biggest part of his life with you.

“You listening Parker?” You call out across the lunch table.

“Zoned out.” Peter says with a shrug before taking a bite out of his school lunch. You on the other hand have a lunch that Pepper packed for you. Tony and her have been pretty strict about what foods you put in your mouth. No high fructose corn syrup, no excess food dyes, all organic, etc. Honestly it makes you roll your eyes since you grew up on free lunches at school, but you’ll take the homemade stuff since it comes with a love note from whoever made the lunch, which usually means Pepper, but every now and then there’s a note from your dad, which usually comes with a more eclectic lunch. But the notes are what matter more. You munch on a couple carrots with hummus as you watch Peter. You have a growing suspicion there’s something going on with Peter.

Sure he spends a few days a week with your dad, but he’s been dropping out of everything else he does. You even heard rumors that he dropped out of robotics lab and marching band. Next you’ll be hearing from Betty that he’s dropping out of Decathlon and Liz will murder someone since Nationals is coming up. “I got to go to record announcements, I’ll catch up with you in biology?” Betty asks as she picks up her tray from the table. You nod as you take another bite of carrot. Betty had been picked to be one of the co hosts for the announcements, which normally isn’t given to freshmen, but it makes her super happy, so it makes you super happy.

Across the lunch room, Liz is hanging up a banner for the upcoming dance. “So are we all going to go as a group?” Astrid asks.

“Honestly, who knows if my dad will even let me out of the house.” You answer honestly.

“Why wouldn’t he?” Peter asks at the mention of your dad.

“Because he’s kind of a control freak when it comes to me, remember?” You motion down to your lunch. “This isn’t Delmar’s but I can promise you it’s organic. Also it has the carb counts written on the containers as if I haven’t been carb counting since I was seven.”

“So he’s over protective.” Ned throws out. “But it’s homecoming. Doesn’t he want you to get the high school experience?”

“I’m pretty sure the times I've mentioned dating he threatened to have FRIDAY lock me in the tower until I was 25. He seemed really chill with the idea of that high school experience. Plus no one asked me anyway. And there’s all the moving day stuff happening that weekend anyway. It wouldn’t be the biggest deal for me to miss one high school dance.”

“But it’s our freshman year homecoming! We can go as a group!” Astrid pleads. “No one has asked me either. I’ll be your date.” She teases you. “Plus it means we can go dress shopping with Betty since she got asked.”

“Betty got asked?”

“This morning. Marcus asked her.”

“No.”

“Yes.” Astrid’s smile takes over her face and suddenly you’re making plans for a dance you didn’t think you’d be attending. While you and Astrid talk about tentative plans for shopping for dresses, Peter wonders if asking you to go to homecoming as a friend would break Tony’s rules. Throughout the day, the conversation from lunch sticks with him. He knows that some of Tony’s rules are too much for you since they happened relatively quickly for you. Can he do something about that for you?

Peter has a plan. It may not be the best plan, but hearing you mention Delmar’s at lunch makes him think you miss the shop too. Anyone who has lived in Queens for any period of time loves the place. Plus he’s heading over for lab time too. And seeing as you said that your dad basically allows you to go to school and back home, while that’s about it due to safety concerns, Peter has a pretty good idea of where you’ll be.

“What’s up Mr. Delmar?”

“Hey, Mr. Parker. Number five right?” Mr. Delmar asks as Peter places two bags of sour gummy worms on the counter.

“Yeah, and with pickles and can you smush it down real flat? Thanks. Also can I get a sandwich with all the veggies you have adding mustard and mayo?” Mr. Delmar looks at him strangely.

“Extra hungry today?”

“I have a friend I’m trying to surprise and she mentioned missing this shop.”

“Who is it?”

“Y/N Stark.”

“Y/N Y/L/N before she became a Stark right? You’ll surprise her alright. Let me make something I think she’ll like a little better ok?” Peter nods. Everyone has their classic Delmar sandwich, he shouldn’t be surprised you do too. “If you ever want to surprise her and I’m not here, get a grilled cheese adding tomato, spinach, and pickles. She’ll be your best friend forever.” Peter makes note of this while walking over to where Murph lays on the counter.

“Hey Murph.” Then he makes his way over to pay for the two sandwiches and waves to Mr. Delmar before walking out of the shop with the sandwiches in hand. From Delmar’s to the Stark brownstone, it takes about fifteen minutes by subway. Could he have caught a ride with Happy and you, sure, but he really wanted to get you Delmar’s. And it seems like it was an even better idea when he walks into the brownstone to the sound of Tony’s voice.

“You gotta eat something kiddo. You’re crashing.”

“I’ll figure something out. You’ve got lab time with Peter when he gets here. I’ll take care of my sugars.”

“How about a delicious treat you can only get in Queens?” Peter offers placing the bag in front of you.

“You went to Delmar’s without me?”

“I go to Delmar’s often. Best sandwiches in Queens and dare I say in New York.” You open the wrapper on the sandwich and you look up at him in surprise.

“How did you know what I get?”

“Had a good guess.”

“Mr. Delmar told you didn’t he?”

“He told me my real guess was way off.” You bite into the sandwich and smile as you chew.

“This is what Queens was created for.”

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Becoming A Stark (14)- Peter Parker x Stark! femReader

Word Count: 1869

Warning: Swearing

Author’s Note: So we’ve hit the half way point I think (I think I did my math right lol). Also I loved doing the field trip chapters! I wanted to do something more fun before we get into the Spider-Man Homecoming Chapters which will start next! Let me know what you think and if you want to be added to the tag list!

Chapter One || Previous Chapter || Master List

“So is this what you do every day?” You ask Pepper as you sit in the chair next to her desk. Your hand fidgets with the medical alert bracelet on your right wrist, needing to fiddle with something.

“Goodness no. Every day changes. But it’s a lot of meetings and lunches, paperwork, press conferences, things like that. And about 90% of it is redirecting your dad when he gets on a tangent.” Pepper says with a smile.

“What…” You let your sentence drift off, not wanting to voice your question.

“What….?” She prods slightly, but doesn’t push like your dad would.

“What if I decide I don’t want to run the company? Like everyone keeps telling me it’s my name on the building and stuff but what if I don’t want to ascend to my birth right or whatever?”

“I’m not a Stark.” Pepper states.

“Yeah but you and my dad are basically going to get married one day and then you will be.” It’s not that much of a secret that your dad wants to marry Pepper, he just hasn’t asked yet.

“Well... yes, but that’s not the point I was trying to make. The point is that you don’t have to be a Stark to run the company. When you turn twenty one, should you decide that running the company is not for you, you would just pick another CEO, or I can keep running the company if that is where we are depending on what happens seven years from now.”

“Would my dad hate it if I didn’t step into it?”

“You know your dad chose to step away from running the company right?” You nod. It was big news when Tony Stark had stepped down from CEO. Nana and Pops had talked about it for like a week when it happened. “He wouldn’t judge you or love you any less for choosing to do the same thing. He wants you to be happy. First and foremost. He’s already looking towards which schools have the best English Lit programs because he knows that his pull at MIT is going to have nothing for you. He doesn’t expect you to be him. He wants you to be better than him.”

“But he’s Tony Stark. He’s Iron Man. How can I be better than that?” You ask.

“Quite easily actually. Tony Stark, Iron Man, psshh. They’ve let a lot of people down.” Tony’s voice enters the room. “Honestly there’s probably even one of those Buzzfeed articles about the top ten ways that Tony Stark has let down people.”

“Tony.” Pepper’s voice alone tells you she disagrees, but Tony ignores it and continues.

“But you, Y/N Stark, you have the chance to do anything in the world. And you will make me a proud dad by doing that. You don’t have to do anything with the company if you don’t want to and I will be completely happy with that you know why? Because you are my daughter. And that’s the only thing I need to make me happy.” He places a kiss on the top of your head. “That and doing whatever it takes to keep Pep here happy.” He smiles at her across the desk.

“What would keep me happy is if you actually met your deadlines.” She teases.

“I’m right on schedule. Ahead some might even say.”

“Some might, but would I?” She raises an eyebrow as she pushes some papers onto a different pile.

“I’d rather not sleep on the couch tonight so I’m going to go with I’m on schedule today.” Pepper rolls her eyes at that.

“So then, what made you come all the way up to the office that you despise?”

“Other than the fact that my two favorite people are here?”

“You sound like you’re just trying to distract Pepper, Dad.” You tease him, knowing he had to have some motive, because Pepper was right. Dad hated the CEO office, even if the two of you were in it.

“I was making sure the two of you take a break for lunch. Especially since your class is heading down for lunch and I figured since your friends are there, you might want to join them.”

“And because my friends are there, you want to join them and embarrass me.”

“I’m just making sure you eat lunch.” He throws his hands up, trying to show you he comes in peace.

“You hardly ever eat lunch when you’re supposed to.” Pepper points out, but she knows that keeping you on a schedule is important with keeping your basals on a good schedule. “But Tony does make a good point that we should get some lunch for you. And how often do we get to have lunch as a family?”

“You don’t have like a lunch meeting or something?” You ask, surprised that Pepper isn’t running off to some fancy luncheon.

“Not today. Today I can take an actual lunch with my two favorite Starks.” She smiles standing up and walking to the other side of her desk. Tony’s arm wraps around her waist, pulling her in close. He places a kiss on her cheek.

“Lunch is my treat.” Tony teases. “Let’s go!”

“Lunch is free for any employees or family of the employees.” Pepper explains rolling her eyes as the three of you walk towards the elevator.

“FRI take us to the cafeteria.”

“Sure thing boss.” The elevator takes you down the twenty floors and as you walk out the doors you see your friends sitting at tables.

“I’ll get you food. Go sit with your friends.” Tony kisses the top of your head as he walks over to get food with Pepper. You make your way over to where Astrid, Betty, Liz, Ned, Peter, and a girl that you think her name is Michelle sit. There’s still a couple open seats at the table so your dad and Pepper will be able to join too.

“Y/N!” Betty and Astrid call your name out as you sit down.

“Are you ok?” Betty’s concern is voiced quickly.

“I’m fine, I came back into range before Peter joined back up with the group.” You explain taking the empty seat next to Peter, who already knew all of this.

“Then why didn’t you come back to the group? Your dad told Mr. Shah there were important Stark matters.”

“I’m spending the rest of the field trip with Pepper. Dad thinks it makes more sense for me to learn about what she does since I’m supposed to take over the company one day then to learn the public tour side of things.” You shrug. “Although I’m not sure how much of Pepper’s job is public knowledge so I’m not sure what my report about what I learned at SI will be about.”

“Just take a page out of your dad’s twitter and write you know who I am. Short, sweet and to the point.” Michelle says not even looking up from her book.

“I think that would be hilarious but I don't think I’d pass with that. And I need a passing grade so I don’t have to take biology over again.” You explain. “I’m Y/N by the way.”

“My friends call me MJ.” The dark haired girl explains.

“I thought you didn’t have any friends?” Ned questions.

“She has at least one.” You defend quickly, sensing something about this girl that you like. MJ and Ned both look up at you, but Peter just shakes his head like he should have seen this coming. What he didn’t see coming, was Tony and Pepper coming to sit with a group of teens.

Tony sits in the seat next to you, placing a tray of food in front of you, before acknowledging the silence that has fallen over the table. “Yes yes I know it is shocking. Pepper Potts, CEO. She is just as amazing in person and you think she would be.” He flashes a smile at the table and you roll your eyes.

“I think you all probably know my obnoxious dad. And this, as he mentioned is Pepper. She is amazing.” You can’t help but agree with your dad on that one. “Dad, Pepper, you know Betty, Astrid, and Peter of course. Then we have Liz, Ned, and MJ.” You gesture around the table before finally looking at the food in front of you. Pasta with spinach and cheese, some fruit, a brownie, and… “Another green juice?” You look at your dad.

“Chef Louis makes the best green juice.” You dad says taking a sip of his own.

“Good for him. I already had my one for the day.”

“Think of it as balancing out the soda from earlier.”

“It wasn’t like I went out of my way to have a soda. I was dying.”

“And now we’re going to give your body something better.” You roll your eyes.

“Pepper help me out?” You plead.

“He’s pretty set on this one.” Peppe says as she lifts her own glass from the other side of Tony. “This one tastes different than the ones he makes in the mornings though.”

“You know I thought the paparazzi was the worst part of being a Stark. But it’s the fucking green juice obsession in this family.” There’s a burst of laughter from next to you. “Something funny Parker?”

“Absolutely nothing funny Y/N.” He says lifting a soda to his own lips.

“You not going to make your intern get on the green juice trend?” You ask your dad.

“He’s not my kid. You are.”

“I’ll trade you.” You offer the glass to Peter.

“If you give her the glass that has as much sugar as a Snicker’s, I’ll ban you from all labs for a week.” Tony’s voice drops an octave.

“You not going to just blast him with your gauntlet?” You tease.

“That’s saved for bad guys and boyfriends.” Betty and Astrid look at you with a look that you can read to see that they understand what you meant about trying to get a Homecoming date now.

“See if I tell you when I get a boyfriend then.”

“Remind me to tell FRIDAY to lock you in the brownstone until you're 25 then.” Tony teases back.

“Pepper’ll save me.” You say, sure that Pepper will reign him in before he could even get this far.

“I got your back.” She responds with a smile. As you put the carbs into Queenie, the conversation picks up around you. Your dad starts talking to Peter about some missing part of a calculation for one of the many projects they were working on. Betty and Astrid are talking to Pepper about what it’s like to be CEO and you’ve fallen into listening to your two worlds falling back into one. You even take a sip of the green juice and shouldn’t be surprised that it’s not that bad. To be honest, it’s even better than the one you get in the mornings. But you won’t let your dad know that. But of course he notices anyway.

“Told you it was good.”

“Never said it was good. It just didn’t kill me.”

“Sure kiddo. Whatever you say.”

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