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You are the adopted daughter of Tony Stark. Your parents were killed two months after you were born. You were adopted by Tony Stark because you had no known family alive.
Not to mention you were born with the reality stone in your chest...
The kiss only lasted for about a couple seconds which was ended by a car honking. Both of us pulled away to see the car. It was a sleek black car with really tinted windows. I couldn't even see who the driver was. All I knew was that it was my ride cause it was a stark industries car.
" Oh no, that's my car. Shoot. Parker!" I slapped him on the arm.
"Hey sorry, it felt like the right moment." He said shrugging and scrunching his arms to his body.
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(Kinda like this but without moving backwards)
"Yea well I got in so much trouble with you finding out about my dad. Imagine what will happen when dad finds out. Both us will be in deep shit." I say repeatedly slapping him in the same spot.
" Yea yea, I get the point. You can stop hitting me." I stop hitting him and glare at him. I take off my glasses and stare at him. I am dong this purposely so that he can see it coming. My eyes glow read and I make his brain think that there is a sharp something poking through his leg. He yelps in pain and falls to the ground.
I start walking away but then turn back around to him.
" As much as I loved that kiss, Parker you are dead. Game of Thrones has started." I put my middle finger up and use it to make a neck slicing movement on my neck. Peter's eyes widen and his jaw drops.
I turned back around and excepted my fate. I started walking to the car. I got there and opened the door. I sat down and didn't even care to check the driver. Of course it was happy. I closed the door and buckled in. the car started to drive away.
" Hey happy, so I know you saw Peter and I kiss. I was wondering if you could not tell him?" I ask.
"I wish I could kid." I was taken aback. What I heard was not Happy's voice. It was the one, the only.
"dad!?!" I say pretty loudly, practically yelling.
"Hi honey. You are in some deep shit when we get home." He says in a happy tone. I swear he is a happy murderer.
