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Stark's Bug Tony Stark x son!reader (platonic)

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Stark's Bug

Tony Stark x Son!reader

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Sorry that it took so long, I cannot promise anything regular lol. Anyways we're slowly making our way through Iron man 2 and I think the next one or two chapters will be the last playing in said movie :)

Warnings: none

Words: 1846

Chapter 17

Your dad's birthday was coming up. Actually, it was tomorrow, so you were busy with the construction of a paper mache figure of an Iron man suit to really pay attention to the happenings around you.

And you were gonna sleep over at Happys house tommorow because you had missed him and he just came back from vacation. So you had to be finished the day before the birthday, and that day is today so you were working high speed on painting the hardened human figure as accurately as possible. You were looking at 3d models of the suit on the screen in the lab while coloring the tiny figure. You had kicked Tony out since you couldn't work on his present infront of him.

Finished you placed it to dry on the desk in your room and went to go pack a bag for the sleepover.

"Jarvis? What do I need for a sleepover?" you asked pulling your favorite backpack out of your closet.

"I'd say you will need a change of clothing, your Pyjamas, and toiletries, sir. Of course, you can also pack some toys if you want to. And don't forget your school supplies." Jarvis informed and you asked for a list which he gave. Instructing you where to put what before placing it in a convenient order into your bag.

"Thank you, Jarvis!" you said putting your backpack beside your bed so you couldn't miss it as soon as you woke up. Even though Happy would only pick you up in the afternoon.

At bedtime, you were knocked out within a minute. The stress of not being finished with the figure having worn you out pretty good.

"Daddy! Happy Birthday, I have something for you!" you half shouted holding the present behind your back as you ran into the lab.

"Thank you, Bug. What is it?" Your dad said in a tired tone. He had probably been awake all night.

"Which hand?" you made him guess not dulling your great mood.

"Left," he said and you shook your head and showed him the empty hand.

"Ta-da!" you said pulling the figure from behind your back and presented it to your father.

"I've made you an Iron man! Now we can play together!" you said.

"Aw, thank you so much, Bug. I love it. Let's play together before lunch okay?" he suggested and you nodded excitedly.

The day went by slowly but your father did as promised and played with you for a little while.

"I guess now I have to make you an action figure as well, huh?" He joked but your eyes lit up and Tony realised that you were keen on that idea.

"Can you do that!? That would be so cool!"

The day passed by quickly and lunch today was a small birthday cake. It tasted nice and was full of colours on the inside.

Pepper, Natalie, and of course Happy all walked into the living room while you were watching TV not all that long after lunch and a play session with your dad.

"HAPPY!" You screeched in excitement and flung yourself at the man. "I missed you." You hugged him and were put back onto your feet just after.

"Missed you too, you little koala." He ruffled your hair.

"Can we go now?"

"Let me say hello to your dad first," you took his hand and followed him into the kitchen where your dad was more arguing than talking with the two women that had been brought over by Happy.

Happy said his hello, received a hug, and was told to just go already by you. You ran to get dressed and get your backpack while Happy waited in the living room.

"Everything ready?"

"Yep."

"Then go say goodbye to Tony and the others." He said and took your backpack as you skipped over hugging everyone goodbye and told them goodnight in advance. Even Natalie received a hug despite you not knowing her very well. You liked and trusted her to be a nice enough person.

Happy lived in a rather nice apartment close to the city centre. It was well lived in and felt very much like a home. It also had that distinct Happy-smell. Just like when you hugged him real close.

"So any idea what we're gonna do all night?" He asked as you wandered around his living space inspecting everything.

"Ooh can we play with your Playstation?" You asked right after spotting the device.

"Do you know how to play?"

You shook your head. While some of your friends had one you didn't. You did however own a gameboy, the ones you can flip open and shut, with tons of games on it, and a Wii that you barely used. How different can a playstation really be?

"Let's see. What game do you wanna play? I've got tons, come look." Happy said rather cheerfully and pulled out a bunch of what he deemed child friendly enough games for you to look at.

"This one looks cool." You said and grabbed one named 'Portal'. It was still in the plastic wrapping.

"Sure. I guess well have to learn together then." He took off the plastic and read a little bit on the back. "But we can't play it together though."

"That's okay." You said and grabbed the case. While you were opening the case and getting out the disk, your uncle was turning both TV and console on, taking out the game he had left in it.

Both of you played the game taking turns for about two hours. Well, closer to one and a half but who's keeping track. You liked the fact that you were a robot. You didn't like the fact that you and Happy got stuck pretty often. Not quite knowing what to do to finish a level. In the end you didn't get very far. But Happy also had racing games so you played those instead. You were bad with the controls at first, but with a little help and encouragement you actually passed Happy a few times.

The both of you went from one game to another and back. Ultimately ending up in a boxing game. It was technically for older kids but you could deal with it. It wasn't all that bad.

"This is nothing like the real deal." Happy complained a little as you K.O.ed him once more by just spamming random buttons.

"How would you know?" You teased.

"Because I was a boxer once."

Happy was saying this like it was obvious. You on the other hand were shocked.

"What!?" Why didn't anybody ever tell you that? Happy frowned and turned to you after pausing the game.

"You didn't know?"

"No. Since when?"

"Before I worked for your dad. How did you not know? I box with Tony on a regular basis." He was just as flabbergasted as you but for other reasons, obviously.

"I thought you were just playing."

He couldn't say anything to follow that up. Was it really not obvious that he was once a pro?

"Did you win?" You asked now very much intrigued.

"Win what?"

"The matches, did you win in the boxing matches?"

"Yeah. Yeah of course. You wanna see my trophies?"

"You have trophies!?" Your eyes widened as you jumped up in excitement. Hell yeah you wanted to see trophies!

Happy showed you a bunch of golden boxer trophies. Most were of men in boxing gear, other were just boxing gloves, and some didn't have anything statue like at all.

It was rad.

This was just like finding out Happys real name wasn't Happy all over again. You were 5 and almost cried at the revelation. You did cry when Pepper chimed in and said her name wasn't Pepper either.

And the gears in your head started turning. Nickname, boxing, most trophies had his nickname on them but a few very old ones didn't.

"So this is why we call you Happy?" You pointed almost accusingly at the plates on the nearest trophy.

"Yeah."

"Woah."

After cooking and eating and then leaving the dishes in the sink you got yourself ready for bed. You called your dad to wish him goodnight and watched random movies with Happy until you were sound asleep.

The next morning you woke up first. Happy was snoring on the couch as you wandered through his apartment before going to the bathroom to brush your teeth.

After your uncle woke up and you guys had breakfast you made your way to school which is where you told everyone about your uncle being a professional Boxer and having trophies in his house. Your friends were really impressed.

To your surprise it wasn't anyone you expected picking you up. In the usual black car sat Natalie smiling at you. The teacher already knew her so you were allowed to go with her.

"Why are you picking me up?" You asked standing in the legroom in the back and leaning over the seat infront of you.

"Your dad's grounded and everyone else was busy dealing with that."

"Grounded? But he's an adult. Do you mean house arrest? Did he do a crime?"

"Not in particular." She smiled and told you to buckle up. On the ride home you chatted with her about what you found out yesterday. She was smiling and told you that she already knew that.

Nat parked the car in front of the house and you skipped into your home not expecting it to be torn to shreds.

You saw your dad sitting in one of your see through chairs. Next to him was Fury, you hadn't seen him since last year. Ignoring the big shattered window you ran over to him and let yourself fall onto his lap.

"I'm back!"

"Welcome back, bugger." He said and ruffled your hair.

"Hi Mr Fury." You grinned at the man who returned your greeting with a nod.

Two agents carried in a case of something and Fury stood up saying he had "a two o'clock" whatever that is supposed to mean you don't know.

Your dad didn't know what he was supposed to get and argued a bit about it.

"Natasha will remain a floater at Stark industries with her cover intact. And you remember Agent Coulson, right?"

"Yeah."

"Oh, and Tony, I got my eye on you." Fury and your dad looked at each other for a short while before Fury left.

Natasha said there was no communication with the outside world and left. Wait, Natasha? What is going on? Phil said something about Supernanny? What? Was he threatening your dad?

As he also turned away you finally had a chance to speak up.

"What is going on?"

"Long story." Your dad said but that wasn't at all satisfying all the questions you had.

"What happened to the window?"

"Broke it."

"How?"

"With the suit."

"Why?"

"Was an accident."

"Why is Natalie, Natasha now? Is she a spy?"

Your dad paused, "Yes, actually."

"I knew it. And what about Mr Fury? Why was he here? And why are you Grounded? Did you do something bad?"

"Kid, stop asking questions. I don't have all the answers right now." He said in a slightly frustrated but still nice enough tone.

He looked at the box left by the agents.

"H. Stark? Your name doesn't start with H."

"Its my old man's."

"I didn't know you have dad."

"Oh my God," Tony chuckled and grabbed the box's handle, "how else would I be here if I didn't have a dad?"

"....true." you said and tried to help and push the box towards the elevator.

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Stark's Bug

Tony Stark x son!reader

I saw endgame on the 24th and all in gonna say is it sure was a movie and my knees hurt afterwards. (Please don't put any spoilers in the replies thanks) This is the last chapter before Iron man 2.

Words: 2188

Warnings: none

Chapter 14

Christmas Eve rolled around and you were too excited to go to sleep. That and the fear of having a nightmare again is what kept you awake. You hadn't had a nightmare in a week and 3 days so you assumed that it might happen again soon.

Repeating the same motions with your Captain Magic figure above you while laying on your bed got boring quickly. And the thirst was calling. Begrudgingly you went out to get yourself water or something.

The house was quiet beside your bare feet making noise as they took another step. The floor was cold for your blanket warm feet so you walked on your toes to avoid the feeling and the weird noise as much as possible.

Walking past one of the clocks you noted dully that it was already 11.27pm. Way past your usual dream land time.

You walked into the kitchen not expecting anyone to be in it. You jumped when you saw a man standing in it before realizing that it was your father.

Sharply you breathed out the shock and moved past him to get you a glass.

"What're you doing awake?" He asked vividly remembering having tucked you in a few hours back. You seemed pretty tuckered out then.

"I'm thirsty."

He hummed seeming concentrated on the drink he was making in your blender. It looked disgusting.

"What's that?" You pointed at the blender with the dark green thick liquid in it.

"A little healthy snack." He grimaced "Wanna try?" Suddenly smirking. He looked exhausted.

You shook your head, downing your tap water in two gulps, placing the glass in the sink after.

Tony followed your example basically inhaling the thing. He didn't look happy after.

"How is it?"

"Could be better."

The two of you just stood there in silence for a second. Tony looked you once over.

"You can't sleep, right?"

You nodded hesitantly. He smiled at that.

"Get dressed in something warm." He told you immediately turning to walk out of the room.

Confused you did as told and stood in the middle of the living room wearing your winter coat, warm pants and some boots over your Pjs.

Your father carrying several things came, took your hand without a word and started leading you through the house. Up some stairs, all familiar so far. He leads you out onto the highest balcony looking over the rought waves.

"Come on." He said waving at you to follow him.

At the point where Balcony and roof met was where he stopped.

"We're gonna climb up here." He explained hoisting you onto the roof and following soon after.

Climbing onto the highest roof of the mansion all the lights in and around the house turned off at once.

Your eyes took a few seconds to adjust to the newfound darkness only to find an incredible view.

There were thousands of tiny specks of light in an array of colours decorating the sky.

"Whoa," was the only thing you could muster to get out of your mouth.

"Right?" Tony was spreading out a blanket and pillows on the roof.

You looked back and saw him holding out a big box wrapped in Captain Magic themed wrapping paper. The box was longer than it was tall. Or taller than it was wide depending on how you propped it up.

"This is for you." Tony said as you just stared at the gift.

"What is it?" You took it and sat down on the blankets ready to tear through the thin paper.

"A gift." He smirked and told you to open it.

You didn't have to be told twice. With little effort the paper fell from the box and revealed the picture of a telescope on the side.

"This is so cool!" You jumped up and engulfed your father in the biggest Bear hug your small body could muster.

"Happy birthday Jesus." He said chuckling a bit at his own joke.

Both of you started to assemble your new telescope. Tony had already taken it out of the box once to get rid of all the unnecessary byproducts of the packaging. He had assembled and taken it apart before as well. Just to get it standing as soon as possible.

Within a minute or two your star looking tool was standing proudly before you already pointing at the sky.

All fatigue was gone as soon as you got a glimpse of the moon through the device. There was so much more detail to the moon than you could've ever imagined.

Tony smiled softly as you continued to steer the tube to the next source of light.

"Dad! Come here look it's a planet!" You waved him over in excitement careful not to move the Telescope.

With a grunt he stood up and waddled over leaning down to observe what you'd found.

"Wow that's amazing, Bug. That must be super far away."

Satisfied with his answer you grabbed your telescope again and continued exploring the universe.

In about half an hour you had found so many cool sights that Tony couldn't keep track of all the wow's and "look at this" he heard. Each time getting back up and looking at the star you wanted to show him. You were so excited he couldn't help smiling with you.

But the half hour was enough for now. Fatigue finally catching up to you.

"Let's go to bed, Bug. You're tired." He said softly when you sat down beside him.

"No I'm not! I wanna look at the stars some more!" You protested loudly, laying down on the thick blankets and staring up at the sky to make your point.

With a chuckle your dad copied your movements, laying his head down on his arm using the other to point out various stars.

"Do you know any constellation?" He asked eyes on the sky.

"Only the small dipper and big dipper."

"And where are they?"

You shrugged.

"I guess we'll just have to make up our own then." The next 15 minutes were spend pointing out various star clusters and assigning them a name. Together you named 6 constellations: Hero, Mermaid, dog, lane, spot and circle. Not very fascinating but easy to find.

"You see that star in the middle of nowhere?" He pointed to his right breaking the silence. You followed his finger up to the sky finding the lonely star.

"That's the one I'm gonna go built my new house on."

You giggled.

"What?"

"You cant do that! Stars arent made of dirt! It's like the sun! You can't build a house there." You said reciting all the things you had read about the sun and the stars.

"You don't know that! You were never there."

"I can check with my Telescope! It's not a planet!"

"Oh yeah? Then how come we can see other planets as stars?"

"Because...." you thought about it. That's sort of true. It could just be a planet or sort of moon from far away.

"You can't build a house there." You mumbled defeated.

"I can, and I will. Just you see Bug, one morning I'll be gone and you'll look through that telescope and see me wandering around on that exact star enjoying my new house. All, by, my,-self." He teased poking your side with his free arm. You laughed.

Silence settled over the two of you like a comfortable blanket. Tony shifted a little placing both hands beneath his head. You put your head on his arm and continued looking up. The universe seemed so much bigger when you directly looked at it like this. Like a thousand fairy lights strung along on the colourful ceiling of a dark room. Or flicks of white paint as finishing pieces of an amazing painting.

With some sweet thoughts about the universe you drifted off content and warm on the thick blankets and your warm winter clothes.

Tony smiled at the scene. His little boy laying content beside him, scooting closer as the cold seeps through his clothes. He wanted to move, it was way too cold out here for sleeping. But he wasn't able to. Frozen in place by his latest thoughts.

Carefully he checked if his son was actually asleep. He was, the little guy was in deep sleep his mouth hanging open and little puffs of air escaping it in regular intervals.

It was probably Christmas day already.

With a sigh he laid his head back down and stared up at the seemingly endless sky.

So this was it, this had been his last Christmas eve and will be his last Christmas. If he doesn't find a cure that is.

Tony was still in denial about the whole thing. He doesn't fully believe it yet, but he knows it's there. Just months after almost getting killed, he's slowly dying. Slowly being poisoned by the very thing meant to keep him alive.

That wasn't the worst part about it though. The worst part was that his mind was constantly telling him that he'll be leaving behind his very reason for fighting on. This fragile little boy full of emotions that he readily expresses. Plagued by nightmares about horrible thing he didn't want to reveal. Who wants to be friends with the world. And who slept in his fathers bed every night for the first 4 years of his life. For over half his life.

He was only 7. And Tony blamed himself for all the shit y/n had to witness in the small amount of time he had spent on earth. Not even a decade old.

With a shuddered sigh he picked up his son and brought him inside, dropping him off in his bed and removing the boy's warm clothes.

He cleaned off the roof and wandered down into the lab. He hadn't checked everything yet. There was still hope that he could survive, he had to. If not for himself then for his son.

The only human being that truly relies on his survival.

Bonus because I needed something lighthearted

Nickolas J. Fury had had a long day. Recently his agents were fucking up more than usual and a good chunk were currently on Christmas leave. So many in fact that he had to go out and deal with a bunch of wannabe villains himself. And now he was walking into the shield headquarters to complete a bunch of paperwork. On early Christmas day.

With an annoyed sigh he entered his office and stopped in his tracks at the sight before him. There was a package on his desk. Brown and unsuspecting. He took in his surroundings. Nothing seemed suspicious.

Fury stepped out of his office to look for someone who could maybe tell him about it. But the halls were empty. It was late at night after all.

He sighed and carefully walked closer seeing something written on top.

It was his name and the buildings address. And there was a return address as well.

"What?" He asked himself quietly. Why would Stark of all people send him a package?

The package looked like it had actually been shipped so it probably was from him. And wasn't just a weird joke.

Fury took his knife and cut through the tape holding it shut. Opening itcwith suspicion.

His face just grew more confused as he found a poorly wrapped box inside, everything was covered in loose silver and gold glitter. He lifted out the gift and found the glitter bomb that was a handmade Christmas card underneath.

When he lifted it wafts of poorly secured glitter fell off the front.

He shook it twice to get as much of that stuff contained in the box as possible.

Fury had a hunch on who sent the gift by the shaky child drawing of a decorated tree on the front.

He decided to sit down and read the card. Wrong move, as soon as he opened the card a spoonful of loosened glitter fell straight into his lap and onto his dark clothing. Fury tried to push the glitter off his lap with his free hand but some still stuck.

A frustrated sigh left his mouth when he gave up and read the card.

Dear Mr. Direk Director Fury,

I want to wish you a good Christmas and a happy new year.

You don't know me a lot but I would like to be your friend because you look really cool so I got you a gift for Christmas. Because we are not friends yet I got you something I like and hope you like it too. I told Phil and he said it was a good gift.

I hope you like it.

Your new friend, full/n-Stark

Ps I like your eye patch

Fury found himself smiling at the message. It was sweet and came from a place of certain innocence. He could forgive the glitter attack. It wasn't intentional.

Carefully he removed the wrapping paper from the box and opened the top.

Inside were several things. He took out a drawing first. It was of him and y/n next to a Christmas tree with the words we are friends written beneath with an arrow pointing at the figures.

The second thing that immediately caught his eyes was a stuffed animal. A tiger with a cape and the typical comic book eye mask thingy. The tag said it was from a children's series. The tiger was named Stripes.

And last but not least was a small, real tiny keychain of a orange tabby also in superhero gear.

Fury wanted to full on laugh while also cursing Coulson internally.

A cat. Of course.

He was gonna have to thank the kid the next time he saw him.

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Stark's Bug

Tony Stark x son!reader

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And we're back baby. Sorry for the long wait but it had to be done. I was stressed to the brim lol. Anyway this chapter is a little cute and domestic cutouts of what Tony has to deal with every day lol. Happy Pride and have fun reading.

Warnings: zero to none

Words: 2079

Chapter 16

After the trip everything, and everyone, was busy. Happy had taken a week long vacation. Pepper and Natalie were having to call and answer calls from all kinds of government people. And Tony was in his lab researching about the dude who attacked him. Ivan something something if you remember correctly.

The news weren't above it either.

What was worse for you though was the stress hanging in the air. It seemed like nobody would be happy about you interrupting their work. But you also didn't know what to do with yourself. So you sat there on the ground looking off into space thinking about anything and nothing at the same time.

Then you decided to just walk around the house for a bit. Maybe you'll find something to do. As you turned the corner you saw a familiar and loved face appear not far away.

"UNCLE RHODEY!" You screeched and jumped into his arms.

"Hey there, champ. What's new?"

"Everybody is suuuuper busy and boring right now," you complained.

"Well, yeah. The attack yesterday was pretty shocking for a lot of people."

You shrugged and were put back onto the ground.

"I guess. What are you doing here?"

"I have to have a word with your dad about what happened."

"Ugh, you too?" You groaned and threw your head back.

"Yeah. Many important people are mad about what happened. They think Tony can't protect them so they want to take the suits away."

"Like the government?"

"Yes and the military and so on."

"But you're in the military?" You questioned as you were walking into the living room.

"Don't worry. I'm trying to protect him." He smiled at you and asked the room where your dad was right now.

You followed behind him but he turned around and stopped you.

"Sorry, bud. But I'm gonna have to talk with him alone, okay?"

"Why!?" You crossed your arms.

"Because I'll say some choice words you aren't allowed to use yet."

You huffed and sat down on the couch still pouting. You were allowed to go anywhere you want! This was your house!

Still angry your stomach growled loudly. So you left for the kitchen, took some food and sulked off into your room.

The next morning you woke up to a quiet and empty house. Which got you into a chipper mood.

For Tony Stark it was time to let off some off that pent up energy from sitting in the lab all day and night since he got back.

But inside the gym awaited a peculiar scene. There were you, pushing weights with all your might onto a mat layed out on the floor.

"Hey Buddy, what are you doing?" He asked both curious and amused.

You turned away from the task at hand to explain.

"I want to test how much I can lift!"

"With your hands or force?"

"The force!"

"Okay. Don't hurt yourself, alright?"

"I won't" and with that you turned back around to the task at hand. Tony watched you after changing into his gym clothes. You were so focused on scribbling into your notebook that you didn't know he was watching.

He looked on as you picked up one after another weight, putting them down inbetween to write something. He cheered you on inwardly as you struggled to lift another one and add it to the ones already floating about in the room. You added some more until it all finally came tumbling down with a loud thud that made the floor vibrate. Quickly moving to your notebook you wrote down the final amount you had lifted.

"Look how much I can lift, daddy!" You ran up to him holding up your little notebook proudly.

Tony grabbed it to stop it from moving and his eyes almost fell out of his head as he read the number with three lines under it.

"212lbs!? Wow, that's a lot," he exclaimed engulfing you in a big hug.

"That's more than 4 times my weight!" You talked on and showed him the math you had done in your book.

"No way. Wow." He paused thinking about all the documentaries on animals he had watched that talked about this kind of thing.

"That's just like an eagle!" He finally said remembering the documentary he watched with you just recently.

You frowned but shrugged. You'll take that.

"I guess your superhero name should be Eagle from now on." He joked but you shook your head.

"There is already someone named Eagle in Captain Magics team. I can't steal his name." You said matter of factly and walked off to begin cleaning up after yourself.

Meanwhile Tony wondered where Happy was for their sparring match today.

He pulled out his phone to call but then something made an elevator sound in his brain. Happy was on vacation for the next two weeks so... yeah.

He totally hadn't forgotten about that at all. Instead of dwelling on it he turned to you and helped to put away the weights.

"Iron man I need your help!" Tony jumped at the sudden appearance of his son Captain Storm behind him.

"What? Oh, what is it Captain Storm?" He asked in a serious tone.

"The evil Madman is trying to take over Brickville and I need your help defeating him and his evil goons!" You explained in a lower voice than usual, which he found adorable.

"Oh no that's terrible! How can I help?"

"We need to find his headquarters and destroy him once and for all!"

"Let's go then. We can't waste any time!" He jumped up and put on his helmet before sneaking away behind his you.

The city was a mess and located in the living room. Brickvilles Bricks were all over the place and half the city had been ravaged. No one who resisted had been left alive. As Captain Storm explained.

Nearing the headquarters Cap instructed Iron man to quieten down so they wouldn't be discovered by the very vigilant guards hired by Madman.

He had the entire city under his brutal paw.

Evading the goons outside both heroes got inside the headquarter undetected.

"We have to find Madmans office. Follow me!" Captain Storm walked forward leading the taller hero through the corridors towards what was discovered to be Madmans office just a few minutes prior.

"Stop," Storm said holding out a hand behind him before turning around. "Look, there's guards."

"That must be it then. How do you propose we get inside?"

"I sneak around to the other side and on three we take them down together."

Iron man nodded in agreement and the plan unfolded as said.

Captain Storm snuck around to the other guard further away from Iron man. He held up three fingers and lowered them one at the time indicating the countdown.

Once the last finger went down both heroes took the guards down quickly  and left their bodies in the same spot they had been standing.

Bursting through the door there he was. Madman. Sitting on his office chair and looking as though he had awaited their arrival.

"Ah. Captain Storm and Iron man what a pleasure," spoke the Bear.

"Shut up stupid! We're not here to talk. Leave the city alone and I wont punch you in the face." The Captain said. Very aggressively. Iron man was sort of taken back.

"Yeah. You heard the man Madman." He supported non the less.

Madman said no and with that Storm tackled him out of his chair and started throwing punches.

"Leave. The. City. Alone."

You really beat the crap out of that Bear.

In the end Iron man dragged Madman out of his hideout and held him in place as Storm told the citizens that they were now safe and left Madman in the hands of the public.

"Good work Stormy. I will go now I hope you can handle the cleaning up?"

Captain Storm nodded dutifully and began cleaning. First dragging the stuffed supervillain by his blanket cape into his room while several Lego houses followed.

Tony Stark always thought of himself as a rather messy and unorganized person. But he didn't think he was this unorganized. After you had nagged him about being hungry he went into the kitchen to see what was available.

Nothing apparently. Nothing for him rather. You had spotted something that peaked your interest. A full bag of frozen peas.

"What about this?" You asked holding out the peas infront of you.

"What about it?"

"Can I have it?"

"The peas?"

You nodded.

Tony frowned. This wasnt what he imagined his son wanted for dinner.

"You want a plate of...peas?"

"Yes."

"With what?"

"Just peas."

"Are you sure?" Again you nodded this time more insistent.

What the hell. What kind of child wants peas for dinner.

"But these won't fill you up."

"Not if I eat lots."

The older Stark sighed and went on to prepare you a plate of pure peas. Just peas and nothing but peas. It felt wrong to put peas in a pot all by themselves. And it felt even worse putting all of them in an empty bowl again all by themselves.

He placed the bowl of peas infront of you and gave you a spoon. You, being the semi independent little man you are, went and got yourself a fork. Meanwhile your poor father didn't understand any of the actions you were currently taking. He wondered if he ever confused his parents like you were currently doing to him.

But you seemed to be delighted by the food. Kicking your legs back and forth while chewing the peas.

Tony opted to bite into his apple and keep his mouth shut.

In the end you ate two and a half bowls of peas and was satisfied with your meal.

Pressing down random keys on the piano you were slowly getting frustrated with the bad tunes that came out of it. Nothing even resembling the melodies your father could produce.

Said man walked in just as you were dragging your fingers over the keys angrily. He was planning on telling you to get ready for bed but seeing you sitting there, trying your darnest to produce music warmed his heart with fondness.

"Playing the piano, Bug? What song?" He teased and sat down next to you.

You glared at him.

"Oh if looks could kill," He chuckled and pressed down on one of the keys.

"Want me to teach you?"

You eyes lit up. "Yes! Can you, please?!"

"Alright, come here!" He patted the spot right next to him and you slid closer. He took your smaller hands and placed them where you should press, adjusting each finger that was needed.

"What song is it?"

"I think you'll know once we play it," you weren't really satisfied with that answer.

He placed his own hands right over yours and pulled you on his lap rather than reaching around you awkwardly.

Tony pressed down and the first two notes rung through the quiet room. You groaned.

"What?"

"Thats a childs song!" You exclaimed offended.

"Yeah and what are you?"

"Too old for Twinkle Twinkle little star."

Tony laughed a little. "Bug. This is one of the easiest things to play as a beginner. You don't start with the hardest thing first," he explained and played on with your hands still being guided along.

"Twinkle twinkle little Star. How I wonder what you are. Up above the world so high. Like a diamond in the sky. Twinkle twinkle little Star. How I wonder what you are." Tony sang along teasingly.

"This song is stupid." You pouted.

"You rather have me sing the ABC's alongside it?" He poked you side and you moved away.

"Come on this was composed by Mozart. So I don't think it's all that stupid. Come on let's play some more,"

"Only if you play the Star Wars song!" You grinned up at him.

"Okay? I'll see what I can do," he said and placed you back onto his lap.

"This time you sing along too. Make sure I'm doing it right," he put your hands back in position and you nodded dutifully.

At first you just mumbled the words but your dad pushed you a slight bit and joined in.

You grinned and sang the last lyrics together. Giggling you pressed the last keys on your own.

"Great!" Tony praised and placed his own hands over different keys.

"What Star Wars song would the gentleman like to hear?"

"The one that goes: dun dun dun duhn dahdan duhn dahdan," you tried to describe it to the best of your abilities.

Tony nodded and thought for a second before pressing down on the first few notes of The Imperial March. You smiled brightly. He missed a few notes but that didn't bother you too much. It was sensational and you liked having your own musician in the house.

You clapped when he finished. "Whoooo. This was great!"

"Well, thank you kindly. But now is really time for bed,"

He shooed you along and into your bathroom and with that your day was over and another would soon arrive.

And then another, and another, and so on.

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Stark's Bug

Tony Stark x Son!reader

I know that I'm like really late but I do have a good excuse. Which is: I....was doing....things :) anyway this and the next chapter play around the same time (basically one chapter chopped in the middle) and then well get into Iron man 2 territory. So enjoy!

Words: 1437

Warnings: shocking revelation about a certain crustacean, none

Chapter 13

The times were nearing Christmas. While your nightmares continued at irregular intervals you pretended that everything was fine once you woke up and were distracted by your father telling stories. Or showing funny videos of you as a baby. Everything was okay once you were awake.

In one of the videos you had slapped your sleeping father so hard across his face that it echoed. He had been sleeping next to you as you played on the living room floor. You were one. You had doubled over laughing.

Anyway.

You had written a list for all the people you wanted to give something and what that something was, as you did every year since you could write. On the list were your friends, family and 2 shield agents you had come to like. Phil and Fury. While you had only "met" Fury once you liked him a lot and he looked cool so you thought that he should become your friend. You had also accidentally written Obie on the list but you were a little better in dealing with your feelings about him while awake, so it didn't make you feel too bad.

You showed the list to your father who chuckled at some of the things you wanted to give the people on your list. He agreed in helping you get the things you wanted to give out and joked about whether or not he would get a gift.

"No" you deadpanned and walked away leaving him wondering whether or not you were joking.

Sometimes he really couldn't tell.

You went to work.

The gifts you wanted to give were all in need of a self made card. And so you put all your school learned skills in card making to good use crafting 8 Christmas cards for all the people on, and off your list.

The first one was a bright blue one with a little captain America cut out that held a present instead of a shield, for Coulson. It wasnt the best cut out but you are only 7.

Fury's had a Christmas tree with glitter. You didn't know him that well yet so you had to play it save. The card dripped with glitter as you put it to the side.

Your 3 friends all liked iron man so you put one on on each of their cards. Two wearing a different Christmas hats and one saying happy hanukkah instead of Christmas. Sammy had explained what hanukkah was at school after you asked why she didn't do Christmas cards for her family. She said they celebrated that instead. But she would still get a gift from you. To you Christmas was no religious holiday. And she did say she still got gifts because her family would all get together so what is one more.

Peppers card was purple, one of your favourite colours, with a fat reindeer in the middle. It looked more like a round dog with twigs on its head then a reindeer but you still liked it. And she would too. She likes almost everything you do.

Rhodeys was in your opinion the best piece of artwork that ever came out of your little hands. It was a plane, one like in the place where he worked, with him inside it wearing a Santa hat and the plane spilling out presents and decorations in a stream of yellow light.

You were really proud of that one.

And your dads had a drawn picture of you, him, Mr. Krabs, Dum-E and what you pictured Jarvis would look like given a physical form. All in a house together next to a small tree that had tools hanging from it instead of decorations. Just like last years tree had looked like.

Tony had forgotten about Christmas decorations despite promising you that there would be some. Because usually you just exchanged gifts over Christmas music and move on. So in a panic he had went out the day before Christmas morning, a Sunday, and bought the last tree the last place that was still open had while you were asleep. He decorated them at first with homemade decorations and then gave up and just hung his tools on the tree. A screwdriver with wings adoring the top of the scrawny disproportionate tree.

Nevertheless you were excited at the sight and begged him for a picture next to it with him.

So this year the tree was bought earlier but the decorations stayed the same.

Now it was time to tell your dad what you wanted for Christmas, and you were ready to tell.

"...a bike! And I want a PSP with three games. Oh oh and I want a fish!"

"A fish? You already have a fish. A Cray-fish." Your dad said chuckling to himself.

"What." You said with a fallen face. Realization ran over your fathers face. His eyes widened and mouth opened as to say something but nothing came out.

"Isn't Mr. Krabs a Lobster." The flat voice really unsettled him. It was like telling a child Santa wasnt real. Just that you had never once thought that Santa was real. The only thing you thought was real that wasn't, was that your beloved pet Mr. Krabs was a Lobster. And not a Crayfish.

And now he had to explain himself as to why Mr. Krabs wasnt a lobster all because of some dumb dad joke he was trying to play. Great.

"Y/n, Mr Krabs is a Crayfish. Not a Lobster."

"Why?" You frowned.

"A lobster needs saltwater, Bug. A crayfish is fine in freshwater. Hes easier to take care of. So, since they're basically the same thing I got a Crayfish instead."

You opened and closed your mouth trying to think of something to say and failing. Mr Krabs wasn't a lobster, you just had to deal with that. On the way back to your room you took a long close look at your pet. He didn't do anything wrong so you didn't hate him. And still, you walked past without the usual greeting

The betrayed feeling did not last long. After a day of thinking about it you were over it. He was a crayfish and no one could change that. Not to forget, you wouldn't want any other crayfish or lobster to replace the beast you could call your own. And the revelation did explain why he was so small. Nowhere near a lobster the same age.

When you went presents shopping a few days later you bought him a new plant for his tank as a gift and an apology for you ignoring him the day you found out.

Your dad was more willing to do stuff with you recently. Always saying yes to things without a second thought. So you had dragged him and Pepper out to get all the presents you had planned on in a nearby mall.

Obviously people looked, but nobody was rude so it's a win.

Pepper had dragged the two of you into a clothing shop to look for a dress. She showed you a picture of the friend it was for and told you to look for a nice dress that would look good on her.

You, trying to be helpful, pointed out every single dress you could find. Asking whether or not that one would be okay. In the end Pepper held two dresses in each hand and asked. "Green or Blue?"

"Green." Both you and your father said in union. Pepper nodded, put the bright blue one back and took the dark green one to the register.

You had the time of your life in the toy store. Like a kid in a toy store would, you stopped every few steps to look at something new. Your father had to remind you several times that you werent here to get yourself toys. And that Christmas was soon anyways so there was no need to get toys now.

You reluctantly agreed and left the nerf gun you held on the shelf where you had found it.

Afterwards you got to eat some waffles. You dropped Pepper of at her home and drove back being excited to wrap the presents and send them off to their new owners.

You had really been persistent in getting an address for Phil and Fury's presents. They were very reluctant to give you any sort of information like that. So you got the address of the Shield facility where they would work and was told to just sent it there with their name on them. And yours too. Something about it possibly being mistaken for a threat if you wouldn't.

The next day all the gifts you wouldnt personally give away were sent out. Rhodey, Happy and Pepper would come over sometime around lunch on Christmas day to receive theirs and exchange some themselves.

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Stark's Bug

Tony Stark x Son!reader

Let's all collectively ignore that I forgot about the entire first 15 min of the 2nd Iron man movie as a late birthday gift to me. Thx.

Words: 1525 (what a pretty number to look at)

Warnings: Canon typical violence, other than that none

Chapter 15

You are watching Happy and your dad box in the ring as you stood beside it copying their movements and fighting an invisible villain. Lots of stuff had happened recently but now that your dad was back, there was no reason to dwell on the latest happenings. Because: You had your own superhero costume!

It had been a weekend project with your dad after he caught you playing with his helmet on. He came up with the idea and you with some rough drafts of the design, then you worked together to give it the finishing touches. Creating your superhero costume all within a 48 hour time span.

There was a helmet in Iron man style but purple and blue colors which looked similar to Captain Magic's colour scheme and it was taken off and put on like a motorcycle helmet. There were strong glasses in the holes for your eyes which Jarvis was built into. They could simulate enemy's. Make them look like they're really there, so you can fight them.

You had a long Cape with dark purple on the outside and a softer blue on the inside, which was attached to your shoulder plates. They were attached to your chest Armour that reached down to your waist line and was made of a thin, breathable, sturdy fabric. You also had super special gauntlets, and boots that reached your knees. You loved your look and went by the name of "Captain Storm", after Captain Magic of course.

His superpowers are controlling the wind, time travel, and super strength. Captain Storm also has a super secret super power only to use in dire situations. Nobody knew that he can use the force! But soon he'll be found out by his arch nemesis Madman!

You had your fun playing pretend as the door opened and Pepper walked in. She was real busy recently so you were excited to see her.

"Pepper!" You shout and run over into her arms.

"What? Who are you?" she gasped.

"Uh? I'm (y/-, I mean, I'm Captain Storm! I was protecting you of the evil lasers of Madman! You can only see them with my super special helmet! Thank me later!" You explained taking a superhero stance. You smiled up at her and went away to "fight" the evil Madman who was now targeting your family!

You didn't even realize there was a whole stranger in the room smiling at your antics.

As soon as your father left the ring the strange lady got in it and fought Happy while Tony and Pepper talked.

You watched in despair as she took down your uncle without a problem. How dare she? That was your uncle! And an ally of Captain Storm! She must be a villain! In truth you were very impressed though. Well (y/n) might've been impressed but Storm saw in her nothing but a potential threat! Maybe she was even a spy sent by Madman! He just couldn't trust her. Though he tried to copy her moves. They were really cool.

You snuck off into the side room and changes back into your "civilian clothes".

Walking back into the gym the woman and Happy were both out of the ring.

You wandered over and let yourself fall over your dad's lap.

"You're finally back, Bug." he said ruffling your hair after pulling you up into a sitting position. Instead of being sprawled over his legs like a lazy cat.

"What're you doing?" you asked both of them, as they seemed to be doing, well, things. You didn't really know what.

"Nothing big, just some paperwork." He paused handing back the papers to Pepper. "Bug, What do you think about going with Happy, Pepper and me to Monaco?" He asked after you faced him properly.

"A vacation?" you were confused, you had school. Also where IS Monaco? Your knowledge of European geography didnt go further than knowing a few names of countries and their estimated location.

"Yeah, more or less. I mean going to Monaco to attend the Grand prix? You know, Formula one? Cars racing each other." He made motions with his hands that were somehow related to race cars.

"Sure." You shrugged pulling up all the knowledge you possess about formula one. It wasn't a lot. You knew that your Stark industries was sponsoring or owned one of the teams and that they drove really weird and fast cars, but that was about it.

It was your first vacation in a long time so hopefully it would be fun.

Not long after your father had asked you whether or not you wanted to come you were in Monaco. More specifically in your hotel room.

You jumped around on the furniture in the large living room as your father was taking a shower. He had said to get ready but you could spare a bit of time for playing.

You let Captain Magic fly around the room after the Captain America figure Coulson had gifted you. Magic knew that Captain USA was an imposter since the real one is dead. So now she had to catch him and reveal his true identity. Though playtime was over as soon as the bedroom door opened and both Captains crashed into your father's chest.

You gasped, and then apologized while giggling.

"Your apology is accepted, now go get dressed you rascal." He said picking up both captains and shooing you back to the couch where your suit was waiting to be put on.

You were dressed in a few minutes, struggling a bit with the button up.

Your father tied your tie and voila you were all ready to go. Looking all fancy in your dress shirt and vest. A real charmer, as your dad put it.

You put on your sunglasses and left.

Arriving at the race track you were overwhelmed on how big it was. You couldn't even see it all together. They really had to drive a long way around Monaco. People cheered as your father got out of the car. He did his usual spiel, while you clamored at the track. You also gave a short wave to the people before you followed Pepper and your dad inside, Happy following behind you.

Inside you where slightly overwhelmed so you just stuck to your father's side. Natalie was also there doing stuff. You actually only found out her name on the flight here when you were back to playing pretend.

Somebody took a quick picture of the three of you while your dad didn't stop talking. You continued to follow him around like a lost puppy.

There was the Hammer guy that was also at your dads court hearing. You could feel that they hated each other. The four of you shortly sat down on a table before Natalie came and told Tony that the other table he wanted is ready.

Your dad stood up and Pepper took your hand having realized how lost you looked, leading you over. You sat down and fiddled with the middle button of your vest.

"Wheres Tony?" Pepper asked after you were both seated.

"On the Toilet." you said looking over to the TV where the preparations for the race were broadcasted.

"I think hes off the toilet now." you said as you saw your dad in full racing get up on the track.

"What? Oh my God." Pepper said and asked for Natalie to bring Happy.

Meanwhile you were ecstatic at the thought of your him racing.

The race began and you were basically bouncing in your seat. Not knowing whether your father was winning or not you still cheered him on internally.

You looked over at Pepper who still had a "I can't believe this" expression on her face.

Your attention was drawn a few minutes after the race had begun. There was a man on the track, just casually walking along. You knew something wasn't right even before he started to turn into a weird very villainy looking dude. You turned to Pepper only to see that she was gone. Now you were panicking. You took deep breaths, trying to calm yourself but nothing was working. Natalie placed her hand on your back comfortingly. It didn't calm you down at all but grounded you a little. Your father was on the screen getting attacked by some random guy, without his suit, and your main support system was currently gone! You had a feeling that they weren't away to search for safety either.

Tears were building in your eyes as the situation grew more and more concerning.

All you could do was stay there helplessly watching as your father avoided being fried by mere millimeters. You started to grind your teeth together when you saw the car you had come with ram the man into the side barely avoiding your dad. You flinched and bit your lower lip roughly.

There were several heart stopping moments before your dad could finally suit up. You'd like to say that he'd won with ease but it looked like it took a lot of effort to defeat the man.

Ultimately the man was dragged off by officers and the damage was done. You were relived that it was over.

You held onto him tightly as soon as he was within reach.

There was nothing to like about seeing your dad be in immediate danger and fighting for his life. Again.

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Thank you for reading :)

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Hey! Just wanted to let you guys know that Stark's Bug will be going on a little hiatus. I've got a shit ton of studying to do and writing the story alongside it would just stress me out. A Lot. So, yeah no chapter this week.

(I dont know how long the hiatus will be but I think about ~2 weeks maybe a bit less)

Here's a gif of me studying :P

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