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- chapter nine -
the case of rekindling,
a tiny stark, alpacas and
semi editing author.

obviously the car wasn't truly made for five people, especially as much talking as there was between me and this scott. "wait so you can shrink down to the size of a ant? that's so cool!" I gushed shifting uncomfortably in the backseat between scott and selene.

scott reminded me of a child, he talked alot and had a apparent obsession with orange slices. "I remember seeing you on tv, when the avengers were fighting that. . .robot," scott said to me before I nodded. "well yeah, I created him well..helped create him, which by the way guys, my bad," now I was leaning up, leaning on the console in between steve and natasha.

"ultron was nothing compared to thanos, you're fine
saber- nyx," I cut steve off correcting my name and he glanced at me with a raised eyebrow. "so the plan is..to talk to stark and ask him to essentially to make hot tub time machine a real thing..also now that I think about it, the winter soldier looks a lot like the dumb patriot from hot tub time machine," I said and both steve and natasha gave me looks.

"the dude with the metal arm does look like the patriot from hot tub time machine," scott agreed nodding. "are y'all talking about the patriot asshole that thought they foreigners? what's that actors name..uh..." selene trailed off as the three of us pondered the actors name.

"SEBASTIAN...STAN" scott said loudly and both selene and I quickly nodded.

"he played that gay misfit son of a ex president too!" I said loudly with selene and scott snapping and pointing to me all of us having excited looks on our faces.

steve and natasha looked absolutely confused with our pop culture epiphany. steve pulled up to a cabin parking on the loose gravel. we all got on the car selene, scott and I still discussing the actor that looked eerily similar to the winter soldier.

"saber?" I could hear tony's voice say tearing me away from the conversation. I turned and saw a much older tony stark with a little girl on his hip. "hi tony," I said happily waving stepping closer to him noticing how adorable the little girl was. "and hi there.....morgan," her voice was small and adorable as she waved at me.

"we thought..you died or was that another thing cap held from us," tony said his eyes cutting to steve who held a serious look on his face. the tension was thick in the air and with everyone silent. steve and tony stared at each other before I cleared my throat. "alright stony, tony how about you take little stark here inside for..lunch right? and we can talk this out," I said in a fake cheerful voice trying to diffuse the situation as quick and nice as possible.

tony turned around taking morgan in the house nodding to natasha and she nodded back. "come on," natasha said and we all started walking up and onto stark's porch standing there until he came out with a tray of five glass cups and a bottle of chocolate milk. he set it down on a wooden table that was at the corner of the railing.

my stomach growled loudly making everyone look at me, "I've been sleep for eight years guys, I told you I was starving."

"mrs stark is serving lunch lightsaber, i'm sure she'd be happy to serve you and madame secretary," tony said to me with a smirk on his face making my face light up. I nonverbally took him up on his offer and walked up to his front door walking inside the cozy cabin home.

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