Natasha Romanoff One-Shots

Uncle Tony part 1

A/n: You're Nat's and Wanda's daughter again. I just like writing these kinds of one-shots. XD
Nat: Mama
Wanda: Mommy
Your age: 6

TW: minor injurie

Pov y/n

My moms are on a mission today and probably will come back in the night. Since it's a Saturday, there's no school and Tony watches me. Well, at least he is supposed to.
He's in his lab for some time now and just comes up once an hour to check on me. I don't really mind because I can occupy myself.

I've drawn a few pictures, played with my stuffed animals and had Thor over for a tea party. It was quite a lot of fun but I'm starting to get bored and walk around the compound.
There aren't a lot of Avengers here at the moment because most of them are on the same mission as my moms.

I join Thor in the kitchen to eat a poptart and we chat a little bit but he has to leave after that.
So I take the elevator down to the gym and start punching a bag, pretending to be my mama.
It's fun and I look around the gym if there is more that I can do. Just as I'm about to go over to the shooting and knife throwing range, I hear Tony's voice behind me.

"There you are. I thought you were in your room." He lightly scolds and I turn around to see his slightly worried face.
"I got bored and started to look around." I shrug.
"In the gym?" He asks and raises an eyebrow.

"Yes. Look, I can be just like mama." I say, excited to show him what I did the past few minutes and go back to the bag and start punching it.
"Kid, wait!"

I stop in my tracks and turn around.
"You have to position your arms differently, so your punch is stronger. Like this." He shows me and I watch him.
I mimic his moves and punch the bag a few more times.

"Yes. See, that's better."
"Can you teach me some more?" I ask, now enthusiastic to learn more.
He thinks about he before he nods and sends me upstairs to get in some training cloths.

When I come back, he's wearing sweatpants and a t-shirt and holds up some binds.
"We better bandage your hands so you won't bruise them or anything. Your moms would kill me."
I giggle and hold my hands up for him to bandage them.

It's funny how he is scared of my moms. They aren't that scary usually, at least not when they're talking to me.
"There you go. Now, punch in here." He says after finishing to bandage my hands and lifts up two little punching pillows that he tied around his hands.
I do as told and punch into them.

We continue the training until I'm too exhausted to keep going but it was a lot of fun and Tony promises to do it again if I want to.
He sends me upstairs again to take a shower while he takes care of lunch.

When I come into the kitchen, my hair still a little wet from the shower, I smell cheeseburgers and clap happily. My moms don't like them that much and also want me to eat healthy so I'm really happy to eat them now.

"What are you going to do after lunch?" I ask Tony and bite into my cheeseburger.
"I thought about going back to my lab. Wanna join me?"
I look at him with big eyes, I always thought I wasn't allowed in his lab.
"I would love to. Can I see your suit? And the ones from my moms?" They only wear them on missions and change before coming back so I almost never see them.

"I can't show you the ones from your moms because they are wearing them at the moment but I can show you mine. It's way cooler anyway." He smirks and I can't wait till lunch is over.
We put the plates into the sink and I run towards the elevator, excited to see his lab.

The door of the elevator opens and we walk out to his lab.
There are so many things that I'm not sure what to look at first.
On the tables is spread so much stuff with wires and it looks a bit chaotic but I don't mind.

"What is all that stuff?" I ask and point to some things.
"That are parts of a new suit I'm working on." He explains and sounds proud.
"I thought you had a suit?"
"I do but this new one is going to be better."
"What happens to the old one?" I ask and look up to him.
"I don't know yet, I'll probably store it if the new one is malfunctioning." He shrugs and shows me around a bit, explaining some of the parts that are laying around.

I understand close to nothing about the technical parts but I do understand that he wants to improve the lasers and the flying.

"When you don't need your old suit anymore, can I have it?" I ask and start jumping up and down at the thought of flying around in his suit.
"Oh kid, you wouldn't fit in it but I could make you your own suit, if you want."
My eyes grow big and I nod heavily.
"That would be so great, uncle Tony! Could I also fly with it? And be super strong?"

He thinks about it for a few seconds before he sits me on an empty table and starts running around a little, looking at different things and rambling about which features he could include.

My eyes grow bigger and bigger as he starts to talk about flying, super strength, diving functions, lasers, night vision and a lot more. Having my own suit would be so cool and maybe I could even go on missions like my moms.
I watch as Tony pieces together some things before he looks at me with a thoughtful look.

"Maybe we start with a glove but I would need your hand size for that." He thinks out loud and goes into the room next door before he comes back with a glove from his suit.
I admire it amazed and when he tells me to hold out my arm, my tummy flips in excitement.

He puts the glove on my hand and pushes a few buttons so it adjusts to my size.
It's quite heavy but it feels great and almost like I'm a superhero now.
"Friday, note hand measurements." He advises.

"Hand measurements are noted." Friday tells him and he opens the glove again and puts it aside.
"For yours I will use lighter material, that will still protect you. Because otherwise it would be too heavy and I should probably adjust the strength of the laser...." He mumbles while writing down some things.

I'm gonna get my own superhero suit, I can't believe it! Moms are gonna be so proud of me when I tell them.

"Uncle Tony, I'm getting bored." I say after watching him screwing on some things for half an hour.
"Oh yeah, right." He mumbles and sets me down on the ground again, his mind still with his project.
"Can I play with the gloves? Pleaseeee." I beg and he nods absentmindedly and hands me the one glove.

"The other one is in the next room. They're voice controlled so just say what you want them to do." He explains shortly before returning to his work.
I say a quick "thanks" and carry the glove into the next room. It's really a bit heavy but not too much.

My breaths stops for a second when I see his whole suit, it looks amazing and excitement bubbles up in me when I think about having my own.
I take the second glove from the table it was on and say "Gloves, open."
They make a little sound and open up.
I lay them down on the table and put my hands in.

"Gloves, close and adjust."
I lift my hands and having both on is quite heavy but I don't mind, it's too cool to play with them.
"Friday?" I ask a little unsure about what those gloves can do.
"Yes, Miss Maximoff-Romanoff?"
I giggle at the name because it's so unusual being called 'Miss'.
"Can these gloves make me fly?"
"They can make you float."

I nod and look at them.
Sometimes when the Avengers are on the news, I see uncle Tony flying up into the air and he always has his palms pointed towards the ground. I do the same.

"Gloves, make me float."
They instantly react and I squeal when they lift me from the ground almost until under the ceiling.
That's more than floating, it's flying!
It's so cool! I move my hands a little and fly forward.
This is incredible! I'm flying without a plane or anything.
I try to fly in a circle which doesn't work as well as I hoped and I bump my head on the lamp, scrunching my face up in pain.

But after some flying around, I get the hang of it and it's a lot of fun.
"Floating battery is getting low." I hear Friday telling me so I order the gloves to set me back on the ground.
After the landing I get out of one glove because I won't need two for trying out their features and it's getting really heavy over time.