And Then I Wrote Marvel

Prompts 9 and 18

"I'm fully aware that it's one o'clock in the morning."
"Thank you for telling me."
dad!Tony Stark x Reader

Thanks to HailHydra335 for requesting!

This persuasive essay was not going as quickly as you had thought that it would. It was well into the night, yet you were barely a paragraph into this paper that was due at 7:25 the next morning. Frustrated and clearly needing a break, you ran your hands through your hair, stood up, and walked out of your bedroom and towards the kitchen, hoping to find a snack that would help you concentrate.

You found the kitchen light was already on, and upon walking in, you found your father, only moderately alert, standing next to a coffee machine that was brewing.

"Dad?" you questioned, startling him so much that he visibly jumped.

"(Y/N)?" he said, whipping around. "What are you still doing awake? It's like one in the morning. Don't you have school in the morning?"

"I'm fully aware that it's one o'clock in the morning. Thank you for telling me," you responded.

"Hey, no need for sass this late at night."

"Always need for sass this late at night," you countered. "But yes, I do have school in the morning, but I also have something stupid due first thing."

"And you procrastinated it as long as you possibly could, didn't you?"

"Hey, no need for sass this late at night."

"You really learned from the best, didn't you?"

You shrugged, acknowledging him. "I'd say so."

His coffee finished brewing, and as he turned his attention toward his caffeine, you opened the pantry doors to look for that late-night snack that you'd originally been looking for.

"Toast a bagel," Tony suggested. "Or better yet, toast two bagels, and I'll fry a couple of eggs."

"And I'll slice some cheese?"

"That's the way we've always done it, isn't it?"

"Since I was old enough to hold a knife," you said, already pulling the cheese out of the fridge.

"Hey, grab me the eggs while you're over there," he requested, opening the cupboard to search for a frying pan. "Now, tell me about this stupid homework assignment you're supposed to do."

"It's just some persuasive essay for English. It really wouldn't be so bad, but I put it off until the last minute," you explained.

"Is there any way I can help you out?"

"Not that I can think of," you shrugged. "All I need is food and for my writer's block to go away."

"The two most essential things in the life of a student," he claimed, turning the stovetop on. "After you finish slicing the cheese, bring your computer out here and we'll bust out that essay together, sound good?"

"Sounds better than doing it all by myself," you agreed. "How much do you remember about writing persuasive essays?"

"Probably next to nothing, but two near-empty heads are always better than one."

"Yeah, yeah, we can write twice the amount of crap that I could alone."

"Listen here, you sarcastic little smart mouth," he demanded.

"Hey, I'm just being honest here," you chuckled.

"You're a chip off the old block, aren't you?"

"You already knew that."