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ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ talkin' 'bout my girl. . .
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𝙄𝙉 𝙒𝙃𝙄𝘾𝙃. . . an eight year old girl
stands on Tony Starks doorstep,
claiming to be his daughter, altering
his entire life...
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CHAPTER SIX .ೃ࿐, marvel *ೃ༄ ﹌﹌﹌ღ ‗ ❍ . . . . . 🩰🧸 •◦• ACT ONE ────────────────────
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"THANK'S FOR COMING OUT."
Tony Stark waved at the interviewers that had their notebooks and pens in their grasp. the billionaire stood at a podium, speaking into a small microphone as they launched questions his way. Carmen stood a few feet behind him, her hands clasped behind her back as she rocked back and forth on her toes. this truly was the last place she wanted to be.
"Mr. Stark? how can you figure out how to create inventions when you can't even remember you have a daughter?" a reporter asked, a handheld microphone in his sweaty grasp. Carmen frowned at his words.
"Tony, what is an eight year old girl doing at a gala at midnight?" another asked.
the Billionare cleared his throat and leaned a tad closer to the microphone, "Ladies and gentlemen, thank you so much for coming. these are all great questions, by the way." Carmen could tell he was growing irritated at the crowd.
"as you all know by now, i've recently learned that i'm a father. and clearly i'm still getting the hang of things," Tony began, he ticked his jaw and straightened his posture, fingers twitching by his sides.
Carmen slowly shook her head, a grimace on her face as Tony continued, "but, you better believe that Carmen's night club days are behind her. from now on, we're both gonna be going to bed early, right?" he glanced over his shoulder.
The eight year old pursed her lips.
there was beat of silence across the room, all that was to be heard was the clicks of cameras and the flash that illuminated the area. Tony backed away from the podium, placing his large palm on top Carmen's head. this wasn't good.
