The Spider and the Stark

Screwed

"What's up Iron Dad!" I say as I walk into the lab, sounding very confident.

"Someone has tried to hack us!" He says, not even looking up from the hologram he is looking at.

"Do you know who?" I say as innocently as possible, knowing any wrong move and he will suspect me.

"Well, no. The hacking software was too advanced, but not too advanced to actually get into the file. I was also unable to trace it. The farthest I got was the name." He pauses for a moment, shakes his head, and rolls his eyes. "Do you have any idea who would name their hacking software, 'Ben and Jerry's Ice Cream'."

"I have no idea." I shrug my shoulders and say with a hint of humor. "Maybe they were craving it. Anyways what file did they try to get into?"

My dad stops for moment, and looks up, before answering my question. "Oh nothing important, just some old file from the Avengers. Of course nothing you need to worry about."

"If it was so old, why would have such strong protection?" I say trying to get more information, even though I know. He just doesn't know, I know.

"Well, I do that to all of the files. No need for people to break into anything. It is me after all."

"Hmm, ok. What file was it?"

"Y/n, why are you so curious about this?" He asks.

"I'm just very inquisitive."

"So it seems."

I roll my eyes, "Yah, ok, can I please leave now. I have more important things I can be doing at the moment."

My dad looks at me once again and stands up, "Do you have somewhere to be?" Now all of a sudden he is interested in what I want to do.

I sigh, "Well not really, because I was rudely interrupted while I was hanging out with my friends to come home, to absolutely, nothing!" I say, with a hint of irritation in my voice.

"Uhm, excuse me young lady, it wasn't nothing, that file could have been something on you., You could have been in danger." he retaliates.

"But, it clearly wasn't."

"Well we didn't know that, now we do."

"I thought you knew everything?" I say with sass.

He gives me an annoyed look, "Well we do now! Young lady do not get an attitude with me please. It is better to be safe, then sorry. Am I right?"

"Yah, sure." I say with a but of annoyance. "But, let me just ask you this. When have you, the Iron Man, ever say 'its better to be safe then sorry'? I said the last bit in his tone.

"Since it has to do with you, my daughter.

"Does it look like I'm in danger. No, I'm fine, everyone is fine!"

"What if they try this again. This time your file."

"They'll fail. Just like they did this time.."

"ENOUGH Y/N!"

I freeze in my place, surprised that he yelled. He never does. I believe it also shocked him as well. He will never yell, unless it was something serious.

I go to turn and walk out of the lab, tears daring to fall out of my glossy eyes, when a sudden memory of Lucas reappears in my head.

Y/n why are you thinking of that bas*ard? Your father is nothing like him.

Dad notices my behavior and softens, "Hey, hey. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."

He comes over to hug me and I let him, "No dad, it's not you. I was just thinking of something else, a memory. But dad I have one question?"