The Mad Titan

Epilogue

I don't own Marvel.

Fifteen years later:

Jen's POV

"TONY!" I screamed. "Get back here!"

The genius took one look at me and ran, but he was too slow. "Please don't hurt me," he begged.

"Was it you who gave my 15 year old kid access to alcohol?" I questioned him.

"He was having a party?" he tried.

I lifted him up to his feet and pushed him against a wall. My arm was against his throat, pushing hard enough so that he had enough air, but still made it hard to breath. "Give him alcohol again and I'll break your goddamn suits," I snarled. He nodded weakly and I stepped back. "Let's go back to dinner," I ordered. Again, he nodded.

We made our way back to the table in the dining room. We sat down and I glanced around the table.

I saw Tony sit next to Steve who was talking with Claire, a girl the adopted a few years ago after a fight gone wrong and saw him turn to their other kid, Spencer, and start talking about mechanics. I looked at Thor and Jane and saw their kids smushed in between them. Poor Taylor and Logan. I saw Nat and her daughter, Grace, staring at each other. I though back to when she brought her boyfriend home and how her parents embarrassed her and frown sympathetically. Then I saw Clint beating his twin sons in a thumb wrestling contests. They were all laughing and screaming happily. I saw Darcy and Jay talking with their kid, trying to discourage Robert to not keep the dog he found, but they didn't seem to be winning. I saw Bruce dotting over the little girl sitting next to him and Pepper smiling at her husband and daughter, Pagie, fondly. I watched as Phil signed with his kid. Another mission went wrong and Phil adopted the newly mute kid, Scott, in an instant. Speaking of kids, I turned to mine.

My fifteen year old son, Colton, swallowed as I stared him down. I heard his 13 year old sister, Kirra, snort at the scared look on his face, but shut up when my other son, Avery, who was just nine shoved her. "Anything to say for yourself, young man?" I asked, my voice stern.

He licked his lips and turned to his father, eyes pleading for help. Loki chuckled and shook his head. "I'm staying out of this one, kid," he informed him. "Sorry."

Colton faced me again. "I didn't think you would find out," he admitted.

I shook my head and started to laugh.

"What's funny?" Jay asked.

"Well," I started with a smirk, "Colton here thought he could get away with bring vodka to his friend's party."

The half the table laughed, while the other half looked at him sympathetically. "Dude, there's no way you could get away with that," Spencer exclaimed.

"Shuddup, Spenc," Colton groaned.

"Well, you're going to be on punishment for the rest of the month," I told him.

"But it just begun!" protested Colton.

I shrugged. "No tech or allowance. You go to school and come home straight after. If you think you can break the rules and try something, it triples to 3 months. Training will be twice as hard and as long. And if you think of sneaking out to go to a party, to see a girl or boy, or to skip school, you're going to wish you never did." I finished and shot him a small smile. "Next time you want to sneak out alcohol, don't come home drunk smelling of it and don't let your cousins find out and rat you out," I told him.

His eyes narrowed and he turned to Robert. "You little snitch!" he shouted. "I can't believe you, Rob. How could you!"

Robert turned to Colton. "Don't look at me," he said. "I don't snitch. Snitches get stitches," he announced to the table. We all laughed as we saw Colton trying to figure it out, trying to find out who it was who told on him.

Finally he gave up. "How'd you find out?" he asked me.

It was Tony who told him. "Put the video up, Jarv," he instructed his AI.

A holographic image of him popped up. The video started and it showed him winning at a game of beer pong. He cheered with the rest of the crowd and he hopped up on the table. "Hey, hey!" he shouted out, over the crowd. "I'm Colton Smith and I know Tony Stark. And those of you who're drinking the vodka I brought-that's his!"

JARVIS cut the feed because the drunken screaming started up again. I watched as Colton shook his head and slumped into the chair. "I didn't know they had cameras," he insisted.

"You shouldn't have gotten drunk in the first place," Phil corrected.

As an awkward silence fell over the table, Clint cleared his throat, "well, now that this domestic is over, let's watch a movie!"

The younger kids cheered and ran from the table, shrieking and screaming as they made their way to the movie room. The older kids followed at a slower pace and I watched as Kirra and Scott signed as they walked a bit behind everyone else.

Clint creeped up behind me. "What if Phil's kid and your kid end up together?" he wondered, cocking his head.

I turned to give him an excited smile. "It'll be the third happiest day of my life," I told him.

"Why would it be the third?" Darcy asked, after creeping up on us.

"The first is when I got married and the second is when I first had sex with Loki," I told them. I smirked when Clint groaned and covered his eyes in mock horror and when Darcy laughed and asked me for the details.

I shook them off and went to the sink to help Loki with the last of the dishes. "Nice to join me," he teased.

"Oh, I'm not helping," I told him. "Just gonna sit here and chill." I hopped up on the counter and smiled at him.

He just shook his head. "Gods, can't believe I fell for that," he groaned.

"You know I love you," I replied, a smile playing on my lips.

"Yeah, yeah," he grumbled. Soon he was done and we went to the movie room, hand in hand, and met the chaos there.

Claire and Avery were in a screaming match and no one was stopping them. "What's going on?" I whispered into Loki's ear. He shrugged, just as confused as I was.

And then I felt it.

I felt peace. Something I've only felt a few time before.

And as I looked around the room I realized that sometimes chaotic peace can be just as good as normal peace.

I turned to Loki and gave him a kiss worthy of an ending scene from a romance movie.

The End

A/N-It's over. Well not really. I just have on chapter left and it's just filled with prompts that I came up with. I would really appreciate it if you picked on of them, thanks.