Imagine x female reader (Y/n)
I wrote this when I was like 14 I'm sorry if it's confusing don't expect Brontë
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A very boring, over worded, written-like-a-child, promise-my-writing-is-actually-better-than-this, summary withou...
Note: I've been told that this story is really confusing at times so sorry about that I wrote it a couple years ago and I'm just reading all the comments lol. So sorry about that if you're confused message me.
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After a long day with the avengers I walked up to my quarters to run a hot relaxing bath.
"Halliday?" I called.
"Yes ms Stark," she said back to me; Halliday was my AI, like JARVIS, my dad just thought it would be more 'comfortable' for me, although it seemed more like the cameras were a bit too much so adding a female voice was a little less creepy.
"Can you run me a bath?"
"Of course Y/n."
I sat down on my gigantic bed, laying back and scrunching my hands into the duvet.
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My mind drifted as a song flowed through my ears, probably something that had been on the radio today or a old tune Bucky had been humming from the 40s.
I'd been homeschooled for too long. When I found out I was Tony Stark's daughter just a few years ago, he didn't seem to want to let me out of the house, keep me safe. I was not looking forward to going to a real school this year but 'it was time' they said. Even Clint said it would be great, an opportunity to help me socialise and make actual friends my age, but obviously the idea didn't thrill me as much.
Obviously being Tony Stark's daughter has its perks, but I don't feel like a normal kid. Yes, I absolutely fucking love my family, the Avengers team had moved in permanently, but it was hard for me to socialise or talk to anyone else. I guess Clint was right, even if he was a hypocrite, being a high school dropout, I needed to find friends my age.
Pepper was a sort of mum figure to me, I wasn't her blood daughter but I was Tony's, my real mother had died in a car accident when I was younger.
I was in the crash too. We swerved off the road and hit a tree, but after that, it all became foggy, for years it felt like one big blur.
My dad had no idea I existed before everything happened, but when her will came out, revealing that Tony was indeed my father, optional custody came to him. Thankfully he took me, it did work out for the better, me and my dad got on so well so quickly, we had the same minds and personality, making everything so easy to adjust.
It seemed like I'd only really noticed the loss of my hand and a scars across my body when I began to socialise with the people in the avengers.
I had gained scars and permanent damage but I had also gained a best friend.
"Your bath is ready Y/n," Halliday's voice broke me from my trace, making me jump back in shock.
