Marvel Parents Preferences

You Have a Fight With Them

Steve Rogers/Captain America: (You will about fourteen years old in this one) It was a pretty stupid fight and you don't really know how it had started. You had been reading one of your favorite books when he came home from a training session at Avengers Tower.

"Hey Dad," said looking up from your book. "How was training today?"

"Hey baby," he said as he placed his sneakers by the door. "Training went pretty good. Uncle Sam and Tony say hi."

"Hi back," you giggled.

You watched as he went through the mail that had arrived a few minutes before he walked in. You could see something from your school was the first thing. He opened it and began to read it. You watched the smile slip off his face. Oh no.

"Sweetie," Steve said walking over to you, "can you please put your book down and explain why your teacher thinks I know your failing Social Studies?"

"I don't know," you said putting your book down and not looking in his eyes.

"(Y/N) it says you forged my signature on several failed tests," he told you. "You have a test coming up in a few days don't you?"

You nodded still not looking up at him.

"Why aren't you studying for it?"

"I just don't get it," you said. "So..."

"So you aren't even going to try?"

"I'm not failing anything else, daddy. It's just so hard to keep all the dates and stuff in tract."

"Go study."

"When I finish this chapter."

"Now, young lady."

"Your not fair," you shouted stomping off.

Bucky Barnes/Winter Soldier: (You will be six years old in this) You and your best friend (Steve's child) were playing in living room when the ball you had just tossed in the air smashed through the window. Bucky rushed in and looked at the window.

"What happened?" he asked quickly.

"I don't know," you lied.

"You don't know," he said seeing the ball you had been playing with outside the window. He raised his eyebrow at you. "You want to try again, kiddo?"

You followed his gaze to the ball sitting in the bushes under the window. "I may have acidently  broke the window," you admitted quietly.

"How many times I have I told you if your going to play rough play outside? This is why I say that."

"It was an accident. I didn't mean to break it."

He turned to your friend with a sigh. "I'm sorry (F/N)," he told them. "You might want to head on home. (Y/N) and I have to talk about her punishment for breaking the window."

You rolled your eyes at him. "It was an accident," you yelled. "Like you never accidently broke anything when you were my age." With that said you stormed off to your room locking the door behind you.

Tony Stark/Iron Man: (You will twelve in this) You father froze in shock as he watched you, Bruce's child, and Natasha's child pass around one of his good Scotches.  He couldn't believe his eyes.

"What the hell do you think you are doing (Y/N)?" he yelled storming over to you pulling the Scotch out of your hand.

"You drink it," you said quietly looking at the floor.

"Well, you don't."

"But..."

"No." He turned to Bruce's and Natasha's child. "I will be calling your parents too." He turned back to you shaking his head. "What's wrong with you?"