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Chapter 9-" I love you 3000"

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Many people have lucky numbers. Mine's 3000. What's yours??

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(Y/N) Pov

"Right. The Hulk time travel do-over? Guys it's outside my area of expertise." Bruce said while stuffing some eggs into his mouth.
"Well...you pulled this off. I remember a time when that seemed pretty impossible too..." Natasha said trying to convince Bruce.
"Bruce,we need your help. If you don't have much expertise in this it's alright. All we need is help. I've already sent Tony a model. It's kind of up to him whether he'll work on it on not. If he doesn't......well,we'll be needing all the help we can get." My words seemed to be of some affect. Bruce simply got up and started walking towards our car.

"Hey (Y/N)?"
"Hmm?"
"Will he even fit in the car?"

"Scott,how the hell am I supposed to know?"

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Tony's Pov

I was washing the dishes. Why did I,Tony Stark,have to wash dishes? Blame Pepper Stark. The hose suddenly sprayed water on me and the photo of my mom and dad. Even though they kind of sidelined me,I still used to cared about them. I took the photo out and saw another photo. It was me and the kids. Peter and Isabelle. Parker had taken the photo because he didn't want people to ask why there wasn't any 'proof' of his 'Stark internship'. Isabelle actually had gotten the Internship. She was supposed to be 'The Girl in The Chair.' As soon as I saw the photo I remembered that moment. Five Years ago when I had called Isabelle's number.

~Le Flashback~

Beep
Beep
Call received
"H-hello?"
"Hey! Winters? It's Me. Tony."
"T-t-Tony? Tony what's happening?? M-my mom literally dissolved in dust. Rob's the only one in the house. With the exception of Tipsy."
"Oh god. Okay. Okay. Kid remember that safe hou-"
"We're already here. No-one else is here except Mr. Barton. Mr.Stark......what's going on????"

~End of le flashback~

God....I was so relieved when I found out that at least she was alive. But Parker......

~Le time skip because I'm lazy as shit~

"Alright, F.R.I.D.A.Y,let's try the thing Danvers sent. Look at a mod inspiration,let's see whether it checks out. So recommend one last sim before we pack it for the night. This time,in the shape of a 'mobius strip' inverted please."
"Processing"
"Give me that eigenevalue. That particle factoring and spectral decomp. Going to take a second."
"Just a moment"
"And don't worry if it doesn't pan out. I'm just-"
"Model rendered"
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"Shit!" I said and flopped down on a cushion.

"Shit??" I heard a small voice call out behind me. It was Morgan.

"what are you doing up you little mess??"

"Shit."
"No no we don't say that word. It's  mommy's word. She's coined it. It belongs to her.
"Why you up?"
"Because I've got some important shit going on here. What do you think?! No....I've got something on my mind. I've got something on my mind." I said while Morgan innocently looked on and asked,"Was it Juice Pops?"
I smiled. She was so young she didn't even understand that what I had just discovered with the help of Danvers's suggestion could possibly bring everyone back.
"Sure was. That's extortion. Great minds think alike. Juice Pops,exactly were on my......mind." We then snuck off to eat said Juice Pops.
~ le time skip~

"You done? Yeah,now you are." I gently pushed Morgan's head onto her pillow.
"Tell me a bedtime story."
"Hmmmm...a bedtime story huh? Ok...once upon a time a girl named Morgan. H. Stark went to bed. The end." Morgan giggled and said," That's a terrible story."

"Come on,that's your favorite story. I love you tons."
Extra Fluff warning!!

"I love you 3000" Morgan said.
"Wow." I turned the lamp off. "3000. That's crazy." I went out her room while saying,"Go to bed or I'll sell all your toys. Night night."

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As mentioned earlier....

I'm fEeLiNg sO lAzY.