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Farrah moped around her home with the homework sent by her private teacher. Two whole weeks everyone would be away.

Amelie had offered for her teacher to come over, but Farrah told her it wouldn't be the same.

Something about the fact that her daughter favored the city view above thier small apartment garden made her heart sink.

She knew at some point her daughter would realize how they didn't live the best.

At least compared to her father. She had a little over the bare minimum. Her apartment was nicely decorated.

Her kitchen held fresh herbs and a small incense burning.

It was small and homey. Now Farrah felt like it was suffocating. No matter how advanced she was she was only five.

So getting her emotions out maturely wasn't the easiest.

So she just despressingly played with her rocket set. Amelie had been given off work since Tony felt guilty about being gone.

So she was now stuck with her daughter in an awful mood.

"Why don't we go to central park the snow is beautiful this year." Farrah only sadly looked at her rocket set.

"I don't want to." It was the least constructed sentence she had ever given in her life.

One thing Amelie had never went through was Farrah mourning her missing parent. Because up until she let Tony she never experienced it.

So when she had grown attached to him and he up and left it threw her for an emotional loop.

"Will he even be back for my birthday?" It was one of those things she couldn't lie about. Not even to spare her poor daughter's feelings.

"No Darling I'm sorry." This time it led to tears. Not even she had heard it out loud yet.

Only on muffled phone calls between her mother and her father. She dropped her rockets and walked over to Amelie.

Farrah crept in her lap burying her face in her mother chest before crying her heart out.

Amelie soothingly rubbed her back knowing this was all she could do. Then her eyes caught the t.v.

Avengers crushed by invading robots, what a fantastic headline for an unrelated viewer.

She was the farthest from that, and she knew she could help. She knew she could lift the stress.

She just didn't know if she could do it again. Go through the pain of remembering what she was.

Who created true monster lurking under her skin."How about we go to a day science camp would you like that?"

Farrah's head peeked up at her mother."Really?"

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Her eyes scaled around the street in queen. Dozens of robots and everyone had evacuated. She hadn't known they were so close.

Her body turned to metal leaving no use for clothes.

She was almost robotic. Her hair turned into metal coils in her bun and she began to dart through robots.

Her body sliced through them blasters tucked into her arms taking care of any stragglers.

Her speed was unlike anything anyone had ever seen. The Avengers stopped fighting as the robots around them were cut in half.

Tony caught her just as she stopped. Her hands cupped together creating balls of energy.

They stuck to the robots explain doing the remaining. Her metal skin was white patches of grey metal on certain parts.

White material had covered her like a bodysuit. It was the nuromites she produced.

They began to scale all the damage fixing it. She didn't look back and darted off into an alley where she got dressed and her skin went back.

Then she went to pick up her daughter from science camp.

When she left she pulled up the news headline. Avengers destroy robots saving earth again. Brilliant.

She didn't mind not being included. She just needed them back safe.

She couldn't have her daughter left alone now that she has her father. When she pulled into the science camp her daughter got in her car.

She had a very sour look on her face."They don't know anything about rockets."

She laughed before pulling off."And why is that?" Farrah began to angrily explain how they only wrote off what she said.

Saying she was only a child and didn't know better than them.

Amelie gave her a daughter an understanding nod."I'm sure they just aren't used to kids as smart as you."