Filler chapter 43

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A girl no older than twenty three was sat on top of a coffee table in her lounge with a guitar around her shoulder, and a shirt hung behind her. There was a ding heard before the elevator doors she was staring at opened.

As soon as she saw her family, she began to sing. They all came and sat on the couches around her to listen to her song.

That lipstick on your collar, well, it ain't my shade of pink
And I can tell by the smell of that perfume
It's like forty dollars too cheap
And there's a little wine stain on the pocket
Of your white cotton thread (ah-ah)
Well, you drink beer and whiskey, boy
And you know I don't drink red

As she sung, she looked at her boyfriend, twenty two year old Peter Parker. He'd been cheating on her, her. The daughter of Tony Stark - Esmeralda Stark. What a joke.

Everyone looked at Peter at the words, the man looking pale and Tony looking like he wants to kill the kid. No one hurt his daughter, not even the kid he sees as a son.

Found it over in the corner
Wadded up on the bedroom floor
You shoulda hid it in a closet
You shoulda burned it, you shoulda lost it

Wanda stood and smacked Peter in the face before sitting back down. Esmeralda just smiled at the actions.

Now, I'ma have to hang you out to dry, dry, dry (dry)
Clothespin all your secrets to the line, line, line
Leave 'em blowing in the wind, to say goodbye to you
(Ah-ah, oh oh, ah-ah, oh oh)
All those midnights sneaking in
"I'm late again, oh, I'm so sorry"
All the Ajax in the world ain't gonna clean your dirty laundry

Tony was upset, of course, but his daughter was so talented. This song was so powerful. He stood and went behind her, sitting on the coffee table behind her and hugging her around the waist softly, feeling her lean into her fathers soft embrace.

If the neighbors get to asking, I won't cover nothin' up
I'll tell 'em every little detail, how you drug me through the mud
I'm gonna string up your old button down and slide it on the porch
Just in case you get the nerve to come knockin' on my door
Yeah, I'ma have to hang you out to dry, dry, dry (dry)
Clothespin all your secrets to the line, line, line (line)
Leave 'em blowing in the wind, to say goodbye to you
(Ah-ah, oh oh, ah-ah, oh oh)
All those midnights sneaking in
"I'm late again, oh, I'm so sorry"
All the Ajax in the world ain't gonna clean your dirty laundry

Clint stood and reached up into his vents to grab his bow and arrow set, casually beginning to play with his arrows. Natasha was polishing her knives. Peter's blood was draining quicker than you could say boo. He didn't think she'd find out, and he knew the avengers were very protective over the girl.

Ah-ah, oh oh, ah-ah, oh oh
Found it over in the corner
Wadded up on the bedroom floor
You shoulda hid it in a closet
You shoulda burned it, you shoulda lost it
Now I'ma have to hang you out to dry, dry, dry (out to dry)
Clothespin all your secrets to the line, line, line (to the line)
Leave 'em blowing in the wind, to say goodbye to you
(Ah-ah, oh oh, ah-ah, oh oh)
All those midnights sneaking in
"I'm late again, oh, I'm so sorry"
All the Ajax in the world ain't gonna clean your dirty laundry
Out to dry
To the line
(Ooh ah, ooh ah, ooh ah)

Bucky took the guitar from the girl and instantly hugged her before kissing her cheek and passing her to her uncle Steve. Bucky turned and punched Peter in the face, luckily using his flesh arm.

"What the fuck did you do to my niece?" He asked angrily.

"I... I..." Peter couldn't form words. He was fucked.

"Leave," Tony said calmly. He was pissed off but didn't want to kill the guy. He was useful for the team. Peter turned and left before Tony hugged his daughter properly.

"I'm fine, dad, he's been doing it for a while, I've just finally gotten the proof. Did you like my song?" Esmeralda asked gently.

"I loved it. I always love your music, Princess. You're so talented. I love you," Tony said gently.

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