Reader's POV
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"Dad! I'm going to the bakery!" I called out to my father. I was down the stairs by the front door getting on my dress shoes. My long tan coat in my arms.
I heard my father walk down the stairs in his pajamas. "Why don't you take a break?" He asked me, yawning. I smiled gently at him. "Dad I opened that to keep me busy... You know that..." I said in a hushed tone.
He leaned against the door and looked at me once. "Ok but be careful.... There's been nothing but chaos going on out there," he stated.
"Aren't I always careful? You taught me how to protect myself in fights, using a spoon, to remind you," I giggled smiling. I heard him chuckle.
"You're right... You're right..." He started his long raven black hair covering his face a bit as he looked down to hide his smirk. The smirk he always has when I mention the training he put me through.
"Well I need to go," I said walking to him. I kissed his cheek, "love you dad," I said smiling before giving him a hug. I felt my dad hug me back, "love you too Y/N..." I heard him mumble as he placed a gentle kiss on my left temple.
I broke the embrace to put on my coat and grab my purse. "I'll be home for dinner," I started, "and please don't overwork yourself..." I finished as I walked out the door. Being adopted by the world's most feared assassin somewhat has its perks.
My favorite is being able to have the knowledge of fighting using anything in my line of sight. Downfall is being a target to some. So as I walked to my 1967 black Chevy impala I had my butterfly knife clutched in my right hand. 'Nothin' wrong being safe...' I thought to myself. The wind was blowing gently tousling my H/L H/C hair.
As I got the car I got into the driver's seat and leaned back sighing. I smiled gently as I watched the clouds roll by covering the sun every now and then. "Let's get to the shop and start our day... Right beautiful?" I smiled looking at my car. I started her and grinned hearing the beautiful purr of the engine.
I backed out of the driveway and drove in the direction of the bakery. "Wonder if Peter is gonna stop by again..." I asked myself. I smiled to myself knowing the kid was gonna ask for a muffin for breakfast like always. After about what seemed to be 15 minutes I got to the bakery.
As I guessed it I saw Peter there with MJ and Ned. I parked the car and got out. "My, my, my.... If it isn't my favorite customer!" I grinned closing the door. Walking to them. I saw Peter grin blushing a bit.
"H-hi Miss Wick!" He said. "Y-you look good as always!" I smiled and thanked him for the compliment. "Gonna introduce me to your friends Mr. Parker?" I asked as I pulled the keys out to unlock the door.
"Ah right! Y/N this is MJ and Ned! They are fellow classmates of mine! Guys this is Y/N Wick! The kind baker I told y'all about!" He stated. I smiled and told them hello as I opened the shop door letting the three in. "I haven't started baking anything yet Peter.... Sorry" I started but he cut me off with a "Don't worry it's fine!"
"We can most definitely wait! It's better when it's fresh anyways!" He finished and I giggled and nodded. "You all must be tired tho..... How would you all feel if I made you some coffee?"
I heard them all say "yes please!"
Minutes later I came back with some freshly brewed coffee and walked to the table they were all sitting at. "Here you kids go and Peter I have those muffins in the oven for ya!" I smiled as he grinned.
"Wow Miss Wick this coffee is to die for!" I heard MJ exclaim. It made me happy knowing I can make people energized and happy for the day.
"Well imma get back to making the dough and such for the bread, the muffins, cupcakes, etc." I told the trio before heading behind the counter.
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Tony's POV
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I was in my lab working on one of my suits. Back in Black by AC/DC was blaring throughout the lab. I heard the door behind me open "F.R.I.D.A.Y turn down the music!" I called out and my music turned down.
"Mr. Stark?" I heard Peter behind me. So I turned around and looked at him. "What kid?" I asked.
"I'm going to the bakery for breakfast again. I was gonna see if you wanted to join..." He trailed off looking at his feet. "Maybe next time kid," I said. I turned around to finish working on the suit.
"O-oh.... Ok... I-I'll tell Miss Wick you said hi then...." I heard him say. Before I had the chance to turn around he was gone. I sighed seeing his shadow in the hallway going up the stairs.
"F.R.I.D.A.Y?"
"Yes Mr. Stark?"
"Ask everyone what they want from Wick's Bakery..."
"Is there any reason for this?"
"I'm gonna run across the street and get everyone some breakfast," I concluded the conversation as I was deep in focus on loose wiring. After about an hour or so I finally got a list of what everyone wants. I got up and went to take a shower. "Should I trim my beard...? Wear a suit...?" I was starting to slightly freak out.
"F.R.I.D.A.Y??"
"Yes Mr. Stark?"
"Get Capsicle in here please!"
"Of course Mr. Stark."
After waiting for a few moments I was standing in front of my closet in nothing but boxers trying to decide what to wear.
KNOCK. KNOCK. KNOCK
"Come in!" I called out knowing it was Capsicle.
"What did you need Tony?" He asked as he walked in.
"I don't know what to wear," I flat out stated.
"What do you mean?"
"I don't know what to wear"
"Just wear something comfortable"
"What's comfortable for you?"
"Just a button up shirt and nice pants"
I hummed trying to think.
"Why are you getting so anxious?"
I stayed silent
"You're only- oooooh you're wanting to look cute for Y/N..."
"Shut up!"
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The Baker and The Hero
Fanfiction"Hey Mr. Stark?" asked a young high school boy who sat in Tony's office doing his homework. "what is it kid?" The playboy genius asked him. Peter looked at him, "can we go to the bakery that recently opened up that's across the street?" Tony looked...
