"don't get them ruined, bunny!"

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god take your kid to work day wasn't easy. he thought that lyne was going to be calm and playful and will be easy to watch. man was he wrong. he was chasing lyne around most of the area where he was supposed to be shooting. he knew he should've gotten a baby sitter, but he didn't really trust just anyone to watch his girl. right now he was recording for a part of endgame when his curious little lyne decided to talk loudly to one of the crew members, during a scene. he cringed as he glanced over at the russo brothers and the men with the camera's and ran over to his daughter. they were for sure going to hate him now. they gave him a light glare and annoyed sighs came from one of the camera men.

"hi daddy! i'm making new friends!" lyne said happily and he sighed with a forced smile on his face, "that's wonderful sweetheart but you need to stay in my trailer. and when i get a break i will go to you and introduce you to my good friends. right now is not the time." he said to lyne and her lip began quivering and she soon began to cry. he sighed again, picking up the little girl and he carried her to his trailer that wasn't far. "we really need you to finish this scene chris. this is about the fifth time you've had to redo it." anthony had said and chris nodded, walking quickly to his trailer.

he opened the door of it and he looked at her, "wipe those tears honey." he said gently and wipes some off of her chubby cheek. "daddy really needs you to behave honey. i promise once i'm done we can go to the park and go cuddle and do whatever you want for the rest of the day but right now i am super busy." he explained knowing she wouldn't really understand but she understood most of it. "it's time for your nap time anyway, bunny will be putting you to bed okay?" he said and her eyes lit up before nodding. "okay, love you!" "love you too princess."

'bunny' was tom holland's nick name that lyne has given him ever since she met him. apparently he looked like a bunny to her, but in all chris just thought that it was adorable. now basically everyone is calling him bunny because they've heard and seen lyne call him bunny.

chris finished working for another set of two hours since he was continuously being distracted by his daughter and finally at five it was time to head home. he walked to his trailer after saying goodbye and opened his door to see a happy lyne painting tom's toes. tom looked up at chris and chris laughed, his hand on his chest as he watched his daughter paint tom's nails. "i couldn't let her paint my finger nails! i need those nice and clean, sorry doll." he said to lyne who was probably still pouting about it, but nonetheless she was happy she was able to paint tom's nails. "thanks for watching her peter cotton tail." chris said with a smirk and tom chuckles with a nod. "anytime i'm free i'm happy to be with lyne." he said and he moved to stand up before being scolded by lyne.

"hey! watch your nails you'll ruin 'em." she whined as she closed the cap of the bright yellow nail polish the seven year old had with her in her little backpack. chris smiles and he said goodbye to tom and he gave lyne a hug, "don't get them ruined, bunny!" she called out and tom gave her a thumbs up, "i promise i won't! if i do ruin them i'll let you paint them again." he said as he left making lyne smile widely. "can i paint your nails daddy? please?" she asked and chris chuckles, "after i'm done with work completely. i'm pretty sure i need my toes nice and gross." he told his daughter before she grimaced. "gross!" she commented making him chuckle and they made their way out of the trailer and to his car. "that's why you should make an appointment with scarlett's nail person. i think it'd be a cute date." she told her father and he chuckles.

"i like to keep my piggies away from mechanical things i've never witness on my toes and i plan on keep them like that." he said making the girl giggle. he helped her in the car and soon they were on their way home singing to songs at the top of their lungs.

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