Marvel Parent Preferences

Ant-Man and The Wasp Catch-up

In this one, you are their kid because it makes some since
Kinda

How you meet
Today was a very special day. Hope was 7 centimeters dilated. Scott was about 15 centimeters dilated. He was acting worse than Hope. "Baby, you gotta breathe. Don't stress out the baby. Breathe in and out like me." Then he started breathing in and out. Hope rolled her eyes. "You look like your in more pain than me and I'm the one pushing a kid out of me." Scott then started tearing up. "Why are you making me stressed? It's bad for the baby!? Don't you know this, Hope?!" Hope rolled her eyes. "You're such a drama queen." *time skip to the next morning...yea it took that long* Hope was rocking you while Scott was getting her food. She looked at you lovingly. "You sure took a long time to come out, you know that? Your dad was more scared than I was and I was the one pushing you out, but it was worth it. Your gorgeous, baby." She nuzzled you closer to her. Scott smiled from the doorway. How did he get blessed with two beautiful girls? He surely had to protect them both now. There was no way he could lose them both

Your name
Y/n Mae Lang
They agreed you should get Scott's last name

Your nickname
Hope- gorgeous
Scott- baby bean

Cuddles
You guys had just got back from visiting your grandparents. You were pretty tried. You actually cried the whole way home. Scott was forced to pull over and let Hope sit in the back to comfort you, not that it helped. When you got home, they tried to put you to bed, but you were scared so every time they put you in the crib you screamed. "Scott, I'm just going to sleep with her tonight. She'll be quiet then." Hope spoke up. "Baby, why don't you just bring her in bed with us? That way we get sleep and she gets sleep." Hope pondered for a minute. "I guess." She got up and walked to the room. She positioned herself so that she was still cradling you but she could still get some sleep. You passed out almost immediately. Then Hope. Scott smiled to himself. "Goodnight, my two beautiful girls."

First Word
You were playing with your grandmother and grandfather while your parents were gone somewhere. Your grandmother was playing peekaboo with you. "Who's a cute baby? You are! Yes, you are!" She said as she squeezed your cheeks. You giggled. Then, your dad walked out in his Ant-Man costume. Your mother followed behind him, in her costume. "You guys look snazzy. Have fun!" Your grandmother shouted. You looked at your father. You watched him as he called for his trusty sidekick. Antony walked over. He had gotten big, like life size dog big (just go with it). You squealed. You and Antony were best friends. You guys did everything together. He even sleep near your crib. Your dad loved it. Your mom....not so much. "Come on, let's skate out of here, skater boiiissss!" Scott said. Hope rolled her eyes. "Don't forget the ant." You wanted Antony to stay. "Ant! Stay!" They all looked at you, dumbfounded, while Antony walked over and sat next to you and payed down. You started giggling and petting his head. "You better leave him here or she will throw a fit." Your grandmother said. "Yea, we better." Your mom sighed.

First Steps
You and your mom were in the living room, playing patty cake. Your dad was in the office. "You're a gorgeous little mama's girl, aren't ya?" She tickled your sides. You laughed. She smiled at you. "What do you say we go see what your dad is doing? Maybe, we can get him to get get lunch with us. I bet your hungry." She picked you up and walked to the office. She knocked on the door than walked in. "Scott, sweetheart, take a break and come eat lunch with us." He looked up from whatever he was doing. He saw the smile on your face and smiled back. "I could use a lunch break." Hope set you on the floor and held your hand. She helped you stand up. "I got pizza." Scott's eyes got wide. "No way! Last one is a rotten egg!" He ran out of the room. "Scott, that's not fair! Y/n can't walk!" You realized she was right but there was no way that you were going to let your father get to the pizza before you. You had to prove to him that food is not something to mess with. You let go of her hand and ran to the kitchen. You stumbled a few times, but you continued running. Hope was behind you, fast walking, while recording you. You ran to the pizza box and yanked it off the table. Scott was about to grab a piece, but you yanked it off. "Mine!" You held the pizza box. Hope started laughing her ass off. "That's your kid, Scott!" She managed to get out