Stark Bleiben | Stay Strong | Tony Stark's Daughter | Book 1

Just Like Old Times

Pietro's POV...

I get to Veronica and Tiffany's floor to find all the lights off which I expected. Then I walk to her room to find the door close, obviously. I bring my fist up and hesitantly knock on it.

"Veronica, open up." I say softly. No answer. "Veronica, it's Pietro. I just wanted to make sure you're okay." No answer again. "Vern. Please. I know how you're probably sad right now but I just want to make sure you're okay. Don't ignore me." I plead.

I'm not known for my patience so.

"Friday, can you open the door?" I ask the backup A.I.

"Yes, but I would like to warn you no one is in there." She warns as the door clicks and opens a bit.

"What?"

"I asked Ms. Stark where she was going and said 'Leave me the fuck alone and don't tell the team where I'm going.'" She quotes.

I take a deep breath while rubbing my temples.  "Tell... tell Stark and Tiffany." I sigh and run to elevator.

Lab...

"I'm tracking her phone right now." Stark says as I speed into the lab.

"No need. I know where she is." Tiffany teleports into the room.

"How?" Tony questions loudly.

"It's not the first time she's done this." She sighs. "I would teleport but it's better for her to lay in the  backseat while she throws up and not on my back."

"If she's going to throw up, she's no--" I cut Stark off by speeding behind him and grabbing the keys out of his pocket.

"Let's go." I pick up Tiffany and speed to the garage.

Tiffany's POV
Bar...

"You watch me bleed until I can't breathe!!
I'm shaking falling onto my knees!!" I hear a female voice yell over the speakers in the really packed bar.

I sigh and dig my hands into my pocket while taking a side glance at Pietro.

"Stay here." I command, he nods.

"And now that I'm without your kisses.
I'll be needing stitches
I'm tripping over myself
I'm aching begging you to come help
And now that I'm without your kisses
I'll be needing stitches!" Vern continues to blurt out as I weave through the drunken crowd.

"VERONICA!" I yell.

She smiles at me as I finally walk up to the stage.

"OH MY GOD!!!" Vern cheers. "TIFFANY!!! COME UP AND SING WITH ME!" She slurs as she waves me up while Shawn Mendes's vocals play in the background. "COME ON YOU KNOW HOW I LOVE THIS SONG! ITS FUCKING STETCHEZZ BY SHANE MANDEZ!!!!!!"

I hold back a laugh at her drunkenness and jump onto the stage with her.

"YAAAAAAAASSSSSSSSS!!!!" She hugs me. "Do you see that guy right there?" She whispers in my ear and points to a shaggy haired blonde surfer dude looking guy, I nod. "He wants to take me home and I'm thinking of letting him."

"Okayy. You're coming home with us." I lead her off the stage with one arm around my shoulders.

"Us?" She smirks at me. "Did you find yourself a side bae?" Vern wiggles her eyebrows up and down. "Clint would not approve of his daughter being such a slooooot." She pokes my nose. "You heartbreaker."

She continues to ramble as I bring her over to an impatient Pietro Maximoff tapping his foot in superspeed with his arms crossed.

"PIEEEEEETRRRROOOOOOO!!!!!!" Veronica yells while reaching her hands out to cup Pietro's face. "Oh my god, Pietro. I missed you so much! Oh my god! Where were you! No, no, don't tell me, I don't care." She squishes his face in her hands while leaving a long kiss on the corner of his mouth. "Just. OH my God! I can't believe it, I thought I would never see you again. " She starts crying. "I just love you so much. I hated Strucker for sending me away even though he was going to send Wanda. But I couldn't. I just love you so so mu--OH MY GOD WHERE'S WANDA?" She suddenly yells.

"Home." I say while putting a hand on her shoulder and pulling her back a bit so I can see her. "Where you should be."

"BUT I DON'T WANNNNNNAAAAA!!!" She pouts.

"Veronica!" I scold while crossing my arms over my chest.

We give each other a death stare.

"Fineeee." She whines. "But can I say goodbye to my friend first?"

"No." I say sternly. "Let's go home."

"TIFFANY!" She whines.

"VERONICA." I mock her.

Veronica huffs while crossing her arms and pouting her bottom lip showing a sign of surrender.

Car...

I'm driving while Pietro keeps Veronica from not throwing up all over Stark's car in the backseat. Veronica is still rambling on about random things. Usually I don't mind it but now she's crying.

Her drunk crying is really what gets me annoyed.

"I just..." Veronica sniffles. "I loved them. And they're gone."

"Shhhhhhh." Pietro soothes. "Those socks are in a better place now."

"They are?"

"Yes. They're in the great laundry hamper of the sky." I chime in sarcastically.

"Really?" Vern looks over at me hopefully, I roll my eyes.

"Yes." Pietro rubs her hand comfortingly.

"That's good then. As long as they're in a good place." She rests her head on his shoulder.

We sit in the car in a bit of silence until....

"I think I'm going to throw up." Vern gags while covering her mouth and leaning forward.

"NOT IN THE CAR!!!!!!" I yell.

Tower...

"AND THAT'S WHAT MAKES YOU BEAUTIFUL!!!" Veronica yells as Pietro carries her out of the car. "NA NA NA NA NANA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA!!!!" The na's echo through the garage.

Pietro's POV...

"I got no strings." Veronica starts to sing.

"No." I say. "No." I shake my head.

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"I'm hot." She groans pulling off her jacket and throwing it on the floor of their floor's living room. "PUT ME DOWN!" She yells, I do as told.

"Get her some aspirin and water while I get her to bed." Tiffany commands as Vern stumbles her shoes off and trips a bit.

I nod while heading towards their kitchen area.

Vern's Room...

I take my time with getting the water and aspirin so I won't walk in on her changing. I walk into her room to see Tiff throwing Vern's clothes in her hamper while Vern is half asleep in her bed.

"Take this." I tell her while handing Vern the pills and water. She nods and sits up taking the pills and water out of my hands and swallowing them.

"Thank you." She mumbles setting the water on her bedside table as Tiff and I start to exit her room. "Where are you guys going?"

"You need to get some rest, we'll see you tomorrow." Tiffany says softly.

"But." Veronica perches up on one of her elbows.

"Here it comes." I hear Tiff mumble under her breath.

"Can one of you guys stay?" She questions.

I look back behind me where Tiffany is to see her teleport out the room.

"I guess." I sigh and walk towards her. She scoots over and pulls up the blankets so I can get in next to her. I slide into bed next to her and she wraps an arm around my torso, pulling me close to her.

"Just like old times." She mumbles resting her head on my shoulder.

"Just like old times." I repeat. "Just like old times." I kiss her head as she drifts off to sleep.