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Tony wondered around the tower. Everything was being put in place, each Avenger had a floor of their own. A room for guests and a room for Peter to stay in if he happened to fall asleep on their floor. Each floor was designed with the specific Avenger in mind. It was a living space, a space to sleep, eat, relax and be alone if they wanted.

Natasha's floor had a shooting range as well as a dance studio.

Steve's had a art studio and a personal gym.

Bucky had a state of the art kitchen to bake to he got diabeties.

Clint had a archery room and a gaming room with every game and consle in exsistance.

Bruce had a yoga room and a room filled with all of his faviourite tea's and new ones for him to try. Tony jokingly labeled it the 'Pot room'.

Wanda, Sam and Vision had chosen to continue to stay at the compound but a floor was made for when they stayed after a mission. 

Tony and Pepper's floor...well it was every bit high tech as it was modest. He'd origanlly planned to make it big and loud to show his personailty but he'd decided against it when Pepper (forced) reminded him that they had to make these choices together. He had a small personal lab on his floor and had made a protocal on Friday to lock down all labs after a certain time, he was determained to get back on a regular schedual and would only over write it if he despieratly needed to. 

Peter? Well..Peter got his own floor of course but that was not for sleeping on. If he needed to go bed he could come down to someone's floor. Namely Tony's as that would be his main bedroom. Peter's floor was filled with games, a mini lab that Peter could enter if Bruce or Tony where with them, A climbing wall and a movie theartre. He even had a study room up there as well as a 'time out room'. Steve's idea as he had put it 'grounding him would just mean him wandering between our floors plus grounding him for something stupid like arguing with us isn't really the best idea.' He chuckles at Steve's mother henning as Pepper had put it.

"Tony?" Pepper's voice rings through the room and he turns to her, she looked worried and was playing with a piece of paper in her hands. "Did we win? The laywers said you told them not to talk. Did she get him back-How are we battling that? What will he do-" Tony makes quick strides over to Pepper and kisses her. A small smile on his face as he pulls back at her shocked yet concerned face.

"We won Pep. I asked them not to say anything because I wanted to tell you personally" He smiled a bit more as she smiled and chuckles a little. Rubbing away invisable tears she chuckles. "Yeah I know Pep. Daddy short legs and mother potts have entered the building." He teased and she actually laughs.

"Ok..ok does he know? Do any of them know that we won? Actualy scratch that, have you told Peter that your biologically his dad?" She asks gently and Tony smiled a bit more at her before shaking his head.

"They don't know anything at the moment Pepper. I was kind of hoping that you, me and Peter could be here tonight to talk about it. Me, you him. A family night whilst the others get ready for a move. His stuff is mostly packed up anyways so they can bring it with them." Tony says brushing some of her hair from the side of her face. A soft smile on her face that was sure he was mirroring right back.

"You're such a sap." She deadpans and nods her head. "A family night, I can cook some food my mom taught me when I was younger. How does stir-fri sound?" She asks, Tony could see her mentally checking off the food she needed in his head and he smiled.

"Defiantly, I could hel-" He grinned at the accid glare she sent him and held up his hands. "Don't help distract the child." He agrees. "We'll tell him whilst we eat. But we will head up to the compound now to grab to Peter and tell them the good news." He says smiling and nodding to him self, a grin starting to spread more. "We'll tell Happy tomorrow but I'll drive us up." He says nodding a bit more and Pepper rests her hand on his head and chuckles.

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