She never knew.
But they did.
He saw it coming,and he couldn't stop it.
So it led them to the end game.
After they are done playing the game.....what are the consequences.
(Avengers End Game- Spiderman Far From Home)
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-Tony Stark stepped to the ground in front of his home. He looked around, taking the sight of the lake, the grass, and the trees.
Ahead was a small blue tent. A low table set with chairs was near the tents opening. Tony clapped his hands in a rhythm as he neared the tent. "Chow time!" He took a seat, tilting his head at the tent. "Morgan H. Stark. Want some lunch?"
Morgan climbed out of the tent with a blue and gold helmet, her hand held up. "Define lunch or be eliminated." The girl said. "You should not be wearing that okay? That's part of a special anniversary gift I'm making for Mom." He placed a kiss on the helmet before removing it. Due to the helmet, Morgans hair was all over the place. Tony brushed the hair away from her eyes. "You thinking about lunch? You want a handful of crickets?" Tony teased. "Noooo." The little Stark responded. "That's what you want."
Tony glanced at the helmet once again before lifting it next to his face. "How did you find this?" Tony asked. "Garage." Morgan smoothed her hair. "Really? We're you looking for it?" Tony playfully narrowed his eyes questioningly. "No. I found it though."
Tony smiled at his daughter and picked her up with one arm. "You like being in the garage huh? So does Daddy." He began to trail back to the house. "It's fine actually. Mom never wears anything I buy her." He sighed.
He was almost to the porch when the slam of a door made him turn. There was a black car parked. Standing by it was Steve, Natasha, Scott and Tristan. Tony continued walking before taking a better look at them. Nat nodded at Tony. He slightly nodded back. Morgan had tried to avoid eye contact with the people but her eyes did linger on Tristan.
No one from the four moved for a moment so Tristan ran up first, eager to carry her niece. The little girl smiled at her Aunt. Tristan grinned. "Hi my sweet child." She beamed, holding out her arms. Morgan shifted out of her fathers arms to be in Tristans. She pecked the little Starks forehead before glancing at Tony, flashing a smile.
The man leaned forward to whisper in his sisters ear. "Take her inside. Tell Skylar to bring out some drinks." Tristan nodded and headed inside.
-Skylar sat at the dining table, a thin laptop in front of her and a large book to her side. Her eyes studied the book before typing something quickly.
The opening of the front door didn't disturb her concentration.....but the voice that came did. Her head snapped up to see Tristan carrying Morgan. "Mommy. Daddy has visitors."
Pepper Potts was in the kitchen preparing the food. She smiled upon seeing her friend. Tristan set Morgan down and gave Pepper a short hug. "Hey. What's going on?"
Tristan sighed deeply. "Oh. Something came up. I'm sure Tony will explain later." Skylar jumped up from her seat and approached the woman. Tristan smiled and gave her a tight hug. "How have you been?" Tristan asked as they pulled away. "Fine." Skylar nodded.
