Briana Stark
"Mr Stark, could we pick up now where we left off? Mr Stark. Please," an orange-skinned man, Senator Stern, tries to get Dad's attention while dad faces mom and me, their fifteen year old daughter now.
Dad listens to mom's prompting and swings around in his chair to smile at the senator, "Yes dear?"
"Can I have your attention?" Senator Stern questions.
"Abso-lutely," Dad says in his usual mocking tone.
"Do you or do you not possess a specialized weapon?"
"I do not," Dad responds simply.
"You do not?"
"I do not. Well, it depends on how you define the word weapon."
"The Iron Man weapon." Senator Stern said.
I roll my eyes.
"My device does not fit that description." Dad says.
"Well...how would you describe it?" Senator Stern asks.
"I would describe it by defining it by what it is, Senator." Dad says.
"As?" The senator questions.
"It's a high-tech prosthesis. That is...that is...that's actually the most apt description I can make it," dad says.
"It's a weapon. It's a weapon, Mr Stark." Senator Stern says.
"Please, if your priority was actually the well-being of the American citizen..."
"My priority is to get the Iron Man weapon turned over to the people of the United States of America," Senator Stern explains.
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IRON DAUGHTER
FanfictionTony Stark is known to be a lot of things; no one would ever image that being a father was one of them. Before he was Iron Man, and before he was CEO of Stark Industries; he was just a father to his little girl. Briana Stark has always been the lig...