Cap's POV
I had had an alright time with Mew yesterday. I had only gotten to spend an hour with her, then she had to go back to HQ. Tony needed her for something, he had texted me that it was about the gunshot wounds. I had raced her back except this time she won. But, she disappeared the moment we got back. She was gone all day and all I got to do was barely tell her goodnight.
"What's wrong," Tony says from behind me.
"What's wrong is that my daughter has lived with me for over a month and I barely know more about her than the day that I met her."
"Well then get to know her," He says. "I've got a few ideas. We could do them with the people in the HQ. Like a bonding day."
"I like that."
He comes over and rubs my arms. He also gives me a quick kiss on the cheek.
"I'll take care of everything and you just go get Mew."
"Thanks babe."
"You're welcome, now go," he says. "Go find Mew."
I run off to Mew's room. She's not there but Peter is, he looks at me, walks into the hallway and points to right.
"Training room or lab, Mr. Rogers."
"Thanks Queens," I say and look at the bag on his back. "Going somewhere?"
"Home, actually... sir. I was just here so Mew would know someone closer to her age, sir."
"You're a good young man Queens," I say and put my hand on his shoulder. "I'm glad Mew has someone like you."
He smiles and rushes past me. I laugh at how awkward and nervous he is, it's no wonder why him and Mew get along so well. I watch him leave, just to make sure he didn't trip over himself or get lost on his way out. As soon as he turns down the right hallway, I walk in the opposite direction towards the lab. I walk carefully, I kind of want to get the jump on Mew. I want to see what she does when I'm not around. I creep through the door of the lab but no Mew. I continue on to the training room. As soon as I enter the room, it takes a few seconds to get my eyes adjusted to the darkness. I hear running and a giant thud, then more running. I can make out Mew's form and surprisingly Bucky's as well. Mew is on the ground and rubbing her arm.
"C'mon Punk Jr. use those smarts. Or are even those bigger than you."
"Keep taunting me, I don't care."
"Oh really, what about Archer or your Dad."
"Try me."
Next thing I know, Mew is running and then she stops, and I swear I could feel her smirk. It's as if she just got an idea. She slowly slides to the wall, avoiding Bucky as he runs past, keeping her steps silent. I realize what they're doing almost immediately. They were doing a blind training exercise, they have to rely on their other senses besides sight. Mew drops to the ground and puts her hand against the wall. She starts making her way to the way she had heard Bucky move. But she stays so close to the ground, the noise of her steps become almost nonexistent. I hear Bucky spew a stream of insults about me and Archer which is his mistake. I turn to where I could hear Bucky and I could see Mew sneaking towards him. When she's around a yard away from him she takes off at a sprint and kicks him in the lower back. He crumples to the ground. But then he turns around and Mew retreats to the wall again. I turn and see her near another door, one with round plates from additions to to the room. She grabs one and swings it, just as I do with my shield, releasing it close to the same way I do. The makeshift shield hits Bucky and he falls. Mew is on him in five seconds and holds him to the ground. I hear a sharp breath, Bucky is gasping. He raises his head and then lowers it to the ground. I run up to them and quickly tackle Mew off of him. She starts kicking at me. I got the drop on her but she can adapt quickly, she kicks me in the stomach, hard. On any normal person that could have caused them to fall onto the ground. I bet if she had kicked harder and in the right spot there could be some internal damage. I just start laughing a hard, coughing, laugh.
"Dad?"
"Man, sweetheart, that actually hurt."
"Well, maybe you shouldn't tackle your daughter who just happens to be as strong as you."
"Oh really. You think you can take me down?"
She unties the blindfold around her eyes. Her big dark blue eyes sparkle in the dim lights. She stares me dead in the eyes and says;
"I know I can."
I get up and pull her up to her feet. Bucky is still on the ground, wheezing.
"Careful Punk. There's a reason I call her junior."
"I can handle myself."
"Sure you can," Mew says. "You could probably last an hour at most."Mew's POV
I start slightly bouncing in stance to keep my movements light and make myself look slightly like a novice. My dad stands in stance, getting ever closer. He attacks first, stomping to make a distraction then throwing a left hook. I dodge and get in close, then throw three punches to his core and ribs. I roll away from him before he reacts. But my dad is fast, his fist finds my middle back, right between the shoulder blades. Then he grabs my shoulders from behind and flips forward. I flip forward as well, my dad's arm around my neck. He holds in that position and I start to lose all the air in my lungs. I tap out or at least try to, I don't tap hard enough so he doesn't feel my tap. Therefore I have pull at his arms and make a choking sound, the rims of my vision darkening. He lets go instantly.
"Sorry baby girl."
I fall against him and punch him in the stomach. He lets a small cry of annoyance then smiles and pulls me up to him. He gives me a big hug and we both start laughing. Bucky comes over and helps us stand up. My dad takes me to the main living quarters, I see everyone sitting around with a bowl of paper in the middle of them. It's Nat, Rhodey, Tony, Thor, and Loki.
"What's going on?"
"Bonding day sweetheart," Dad says.
"We're playing Never Have I Ever," Tony adds in making me jump in delight.
We decided that the first to finish their cola would win. We would pour it into shot glasses and ask the question, that way no cheating. It's now my dad's turn.
"Never have I ever, kissed Nat."
He takes a shot, so does Bucky, and she giggles as I take one. My dad chokes, Tony starts coughing, Bucky and Nat burst into hysterical laughter while my brothers and I stay silent. My dad gets up and looks at the both of us.
"I didn't know how and Auntie Nat said she'd teach me."
"No kissing! Anyone!"
"Yes sir." I retract into myself, showing Nat my crossed fingers.
Nat's turn. She whispers to Bucky in Russian that translates to; "So who should we bother, Steve, Tony or both?" I put my hands up and cup my mouth and answer, in Russian. "What about you secretly bother them and make it look like you're targeting me." They laugh and we create a plan.
"Never have I ever... gotten hit on on a mission by someone that I was not dating."
My dad and Nat take a shot and then I take one. Loki and Thor stare at me then go off like a grenade.
"Who?!"
"I don't have to tell you—" My dad is in my face in an instant. "Oh h-hi Dad."
Rhodey chokes on his drink and starts laughing. I look at him with a nervous smile. My dad looks at him and a scared look crosses his face.
"He-he's your dad?" I nod and I swear to God, the man backs up and tries to hide behind a chair.
"Who, tell me," My father interrogates. "Now."
"Some guy I was asked to distract on one of my old missions... my turn. Everyone should be able to get this, never have I ever not lied to my child or partner's child about dating someone. Dad, Tony are you gonna... oh wait."
My dad falls back, puts his head in his hands, and groans, along with several other people. Natasha and I however, are laughing so hard that we fall on the ground. Next my dad reveals a few of Nat and I's secrets. We reveal a few of his. It turns into a good game.
I wake up not remembering when I'd fallen asleep. I feel my dad's arm around my shoulders. Tony's hand is holding mine slightly. I look at the open door and see Archer asleep across the hall, he sees me and rolls his eyes. They mouth, "go back to sleep" then rolls over, sleeping again. I smile and go back to sleep, happy my new family was here with me.

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Cap's kid
FanfictionCaptain America finds out he has a twelve year old daughter who's been abused and experimented on. She's scared of any sign of love or affection towards her.