fox (iron man's daughter)

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fox's p.o.v

i've always been a burden, it's never been said but i couldn't help but know it. it's one of those things that you don't quite want to believe but a part of you keeps telling you over and over.

"hey fox, you're a product of a one night stand, your dad doesn't know you exist and doesn't care and your mum wishes you didn't happen!"

sometimes i joke to myself that i'm called fox because my mum secretly hoped i'd disappear into the night.

i suppose i'm a bit harsh on her really, she tries her best but she isn't mum material, never has been. first she called me fox, then kind of left me to raise myself. i don't know what my first word was, i don't think she does either, she didn't see my first steps, she was out drinking and i was with a babysitter, she's never walked me to school or helped me with homework, sometimes the man she brought home the night before would be left to deal with me.

she used to tell me fairytales, stories about who she was before i was born. lanie brooks, the blonde bombshell. i don't think i particularly take after her, which is hard, and i guess it could be part of the issue with our relationship.

not taking after my mother, i must take after my father. i say father, i mean sperm donor, a father is more than a man who has sex with the woman who gave birth to you. you have to earn the title.

when i was younger, and she thought i'd believe it, mum would claim that my dad is tony stark. it's hilarious to me now "foxie blue i'm telling you, tony stark is your dad, you look just like him. you are iron man's daughter".

bullshit.

i can pretty much guarantee that my biological dad is some pot-bellied 50 year old drunk who tries to sell packets of flour on the street.

i'm fox blue brooks, and i'm a burden.