His Daughter[Completed]

Chapter 9[Babysitting]

  I was abruptly woken up by the sound of plastic hitting tile floor.

  Blinking my eyes several times I find the cup that was once filled with hot chocolate now on the floor empty.

  Looking up the machine still had loads of fixing up to do, Alize said that the parts need would come in two or three days tops meanwhile I was trying to fix somethings with the toys left on each Lab.

  "Alize what time is it?" My voice was horse due to me just waking up.

  "6:47 in the morning ma'am." My British AI reasoned back to me.

  Nodding my head I bent over grabbed the plastic cup and walked towards the elevator, needing to get more hot chocolate with some sort of breakfast.

  When the door opened to the main floor I walked into the kitchen to make some hot chocolate while searching for something to eat as breakfast.

  By the time the hot chocolate was finished I settled with a muffin and some Oreo cookies.

  My left hand held the hot drink while the other hand held the two pieces of food, all while making my way to the elevator.

  When the doors had opened I rushed to the table to place my breakfast there and was about to start bud stopped myself.

  "Alize show me live video feed of my living room." A holographic screen appeared, it showed everyone in the same position as I had left them from last night still sleeping. "Take a picture of that and send it to my phone." Swiping away the screen I began to continue my work on the de-aging machine.

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  It was around eleven in the afternoon when the elevator door opened and the sound of little baby feet hitting the tile floor could be heard.

  Turning around Peter and teen Tony were standing side by side. Tony was careful watching the kids as Peter was careful eyeing me with caution.

  "Sorry." He said. "They kept chanting your name over and over and it got so annoying."

  "It's fine. I needed a break anyways." I picked up mini-Bucky off the floor and he blushed a bit. "Did I just make you blush?"

  "N-no." He stuttered and that was all the answer I needed.

  "How's the machine coming out?" Looking up Peter had taken a seat across from me.

"Bad." I tried to put baby Bucky on the floor but he held onto my shirt, so I just sat him on my legs. "Almost everything is fired or beyond fixing."

"So what are you going to do?"

"I'm going to fix it all. I've bought the things I need and while waiting once been fixing the things that can be fixed which isn't much." I placed my forehead on Bucky's small head.

A hand starts to pat my back. "You'll be find." Peter said. "Sure everything is practically destroyed but you're a Stark and Tony always says that Starks can do the impossible possible." I look up at him with a raised eyebrow.

"My dad says that?" He nods his head and I look over his shoulder to find my dad trying to calm down a very hyper baby Steve while baby Clint hopped on his back like a horse.

"It's just hard." I stated while looking back at Peter. "The things I need should be coming in today or tomorrow."

"Don't worry you'll figure it out." Peter pulled me into a hug which was interrupted when someone was pulling us apart.