Years ago Tony Stark married a woman named Ava Cyrus. 2 years later they had a daughter named Jade Ava Stark.
When Jade was 4 years old she was kidnapped. Tony and Ava looked everywhere for her but they couldn't find her.
The police told them that J...
I opened my eyes. He was holding a tray full of food. I slowly sat up confused. "What's the occasion?"
He shrugged. "Does there need to be an occasion for me to surprise my Buttercup with breakfast in bed?" He sent the tray down. "There's pancakes, cheesy scrambled eggs, bacon, watermelon, peaches, a big thing of homemade syrup, an iced caramel macchiato, caramel cheesecake, and penguin oreo pudding cups!"
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(But instead of the raspberries and blueberries it's watermelon and peaches and it's all on a tray)
"D-Did you make all of this yourself?"
Peter rubbed the back of his head. "Yeah... I mean, the syrup, macchiatos, and cheesecake are May's Special Family recipes but yeah, I made it all myself..."
"This must have taken you hours... What time is it?"
"Ten. I woke up at five to start cooking..."
My eyes started to water. "You got up so early just to make me breakfast? You could have just bought food!" I can't believe he woke up at five in the morning and made me breakfast! He made me his Special Family recipes...
"No!" He shook his head. "Cause then it wouldn't have been special!"
"Was the sun even out yet?"
He shook his head. "No, now eat"
I moved the tray off of my lap, earning a confused look from Peter, and moved over. "Sit and eat with me"
He smiled and moved next to me. I set the tray on both of our laps.
"I didn't know you could cook," I said, taking a sip of the macchiato.
"Well now you do"
I turned to look at him and rested my head on his shoulder. "Does this delicious breakfast have anything to do with what happened last night?"
He looked down, eating a piece of watermelon. "I felt bad..."
"You didn't do anything... It was me..."
He shrugged. He moved the tray off of us and pulled me into him. "You didn't do anything wrong... It was just an... In the moment, kind of thing." He pulled me closer into him and rested his chin on my head. "It broke my heart seeing you cry like that last night..." A few tears ran down his face.
"No no no, Pete..." I wiped his tears with my sleeve. "It's okay, I'm okay"
He kissed the side of my head. "I don't like to see you cry... It breaks my heart..."
I brought the tray back up to us. I grabbed a piece of bacon and threw it at him. "How bout, no more crying from either of us?"
He nodded and ate the bacon. "Deal. And no more running off and giving me a heart attack"
