❝Who am I?❞
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❝You're my daughter.❞
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❝Then how come your never there for me?❞
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𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗛 Isabella Stark, Tony Starks
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Stark Mansion May 26th, 2011
Bella sat in her father's workshop painting her nails. She had her headphones in and was blasting Britany Spears into her ears while her father worked on something across the room. They had just got back from New York yesterday and Bella was glad to be home. Although she liked traveling, being away from home for long amounts of time made her homesick.
She had just finished painting her left-hand bright pink when Pepper came into the workshop, clearly worked up about something.
"Is this a joke? What are you thinking?" She glared at Tony. Bella removed one of her earbuds to eavesdrop, always a lover for the drama.
"Hey, I'm thinking I'm busy. And you're angry about something. Do you have sniffles? I don't want you to get me or Bella sick." He responded in his usual tone.
"Did you just donate..."
"Keep your business."
"...our entire modern art collection to the..."
"Boy Scouts of America." Tony finished as they walked around the room.
Uh oh, he's really going to get it this time, Bella thought. She knew the amount of work Pepper had put into that collection.
"...Boy Scouts of America?" Pepper repeated.
"Yes. It is a worthwhile organization. I didn't physically check the crates but, basically, yes. And it's not 'our' collection, it's my collection. No offence." Tony chastised her.
They began to walk into a different room and Bella quickly lost interest. She put her earbud back in and focused on her nails. A yawn escaped her lips and she realized how tired she was. Not only was her body on east coast time, but she had barely slept the past few nights between the Expo and the last-minute court hearing.
Not a minute later, Bella heard Pepper's voice cut through her loud music as she argued with Tony, "No, no, no, no. You are not taking down the Barnett Newman and hanging that up." Bella looked up to see her dad hanging a large portrait of Iron Man up over the bar.
"I'm not taking it down; I'm just replacing it with this." Tony explained as he jumped up onto the counter.
"Maybe you should take it down. It's kind of ugly." Bella looked at the Barnett Newman in question which was nothing more than a white canvas with a single black strip in the center. "I could even paint that."
