Tony's P.O.V.
I didn't really think of bringing anything to Paris I only brought my suit and credit card. If I really needed any I would just buy it. I never liked Paris with its over extravagant buildings, odd perfumes and the people are a little not right in the head.
French words fly all round me giving my an ache. All I do is keep reminding my self that it's for Riley.
"Why isn't it Tony Stark, in the flesh." I turn around at the sound of the familiar voice.
I grin "Bruce Banner. I sure as hell didn't think I would find you in the city of pansies." He chuckles at my words and I go on. "How's the green guy doing these days."
He sigh and leads me to the most girly section of apartments in the city: pink bricks and white iron work. A group of girls speaking yet again, more French crowd the door way, giggling more than a baby.
"déménagement ! s'il vous plaît, Mesdames, bouger!" Bruce says towards the ladies. They obey almost instantly, that another thing I hate about the French: they are to kind and not stubborn enough.
"Uh, he has been awfully quiet since New York happened." Bruce said. His voice was somewhat happy when he said that.
"So," banner continues," let's talk about what you have been up to since then."
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Heyyyy guys ;)
So this was just a filler.
Sorry it took so long to update, I've been a little busy and having trouble overcoming my daily writer's block
But don't worry People, 😃, I won't abandon this story no matter if I take a week to update just t please be patient 😜
Thanks for reading so far ;)
~TheHiddenWallflower
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Ironman's Daughter
RastgeleBefore Riley's mother died of cancer, she told Riley where to find her real dad and finds out more about her heritage and where she came from at the same time of helps her father, tony stark, fight greater evils than he has ever faced before. Notice...
