MCU ⚡
In which a 10-year-old shows up on Tony Stark's doorstep, claiming to be his daughter.
[pre iron man 2 - civil war]
{the first book in the "Little Light" series}
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"Shit!" Nick practically exclaimed as she jumped from her chair, gripping her arm in pain, since she had been trying to somehow get the cuff off of her.
Mark glanced up from where he had been working on putting a shelf together for a house, and he raised an eyebrow at the girl, that now had her jacket wrapped around her waist and the sleeves of her white sweater rolled up to her elbows - giving her more access to the cuff around her wrist. She still had the old scarf around her neck and she now had her hair pulled into another quick braid.
There were a few grease and dirt smeared on her faces, clothes, and arms - but that was to be expected since she still hadn't really taken a break. She had the car battery on the table now and the jumper cables connected to that and to the screwdriver that was the smallest thing she could get. She was trying to get into the wiring of the cuff to try and basically hack it, and actually get it off of her, but she seemed to haven't had much luck doing it.
Mark sat back a bit on the stool from where he was on the other side of the tent, "Maybe you should take a break for a bit."
Nick just let out a breath and shook her head, "No. No, I'm fine." Then she glanced down at her other wrist, where her watch was, and which she had found out was broken the first hour of being awake after Ultron kidnapped her. She then sighed and moved outside of the tent, enough to check the sky - looking at where the moon and the stairs were, and to where the sunshine was beginning to peak through the sky. She knew it was about 5 in the morning, which meant that the market should be open. "Actually, do you have any money I can burrow?"
Mark raised an eyebrow at that, "Uh, no."
"Fine." She shrugged and was about to head out, but he quickly stood up. "You're gonna steal something, aren't you?"
The girl just gave him a smirk and teasing wink before pulling the scarf up over the bottom of her face and heading out, pulling her jacket back on. The boy let out a breathy chuckle as he shook his head and turned back to the shelves, putting his headphones back in and blasting the music.
Nick began walking through the street market that were basically tables and tents up, like what you'd see if you went to fair and went through the little games or shops. But these were people's lively hoods, and they weren't toys.
She was trying to see if there was anything useful that she could find, while she also struck up some conversations with business workers or owners. They hardly understood English, no chance that they knew Spanish, but they still managed.
Nick had been out for almost an hour already, and she was standing in front of a table that had a few watches on it that they were selling, and of which she could tell were older handcrafted types. She found herself running a finger gently over one that was made of wood, and couldn't help but breathe out. "This is beautiful."
