And then we were two (Tony stark's daughter fic)

The three little pigs a la Tony Stark

The waiting game was not something any of them did well. Well, maybe Bruce, the physicist was something of a zen master, or gave off that impression, particularly when compared to Tony or Clint. The archer was tapping a rhythm on the table that sounded suspiciously like the song that never ends, much to Natasha's increasing annoyance. Still, it wasn't the worst he could be doing.

Tony was seconds away from taking apart the television. It wasn't the most interesting option, he'd figured out how televisions worked by the time he was seven, but it was better than nothing. Luckily for the others his stark pad went off before he could actually do so with a video from Phil. 'Thought you might be missing someone,' it was captioned and Tony's face immediately softened.

Addy sat cross legged on the floor in her room on the raft, her own stark pad propped in front of her, though there didn't appear to be anything of interest on the screen, not until Jarvis's voice filled her room.

"I fail to see the point of this, Miss Addy?"

The little girl giggled, unaware of their audience, and shrugged as she began pulling action figures from her backpack. "Pepper says not everything needs a point, J. I'm supposed to be silly sometimes, it's the point of being small."

"I am not programmed for silly."

"Well tough cookies!" She laughed again, sounding very much like her father. "If I gotta play, you gotta too, so suck it up buttercup. It's this or a tea party and I don't like tea."

"It is my understanding that tea parties rarely include actual tea," the AI responded and Addy rolled her eyes.

"So, you don't have hands, so I gotta control them, but you can do voices, alright?" Addy didn't wait for a response as she lifted a doll she'd drawn an eyepatch onto. "Listen up motherfuckers!"

Tony snorted despite himself.

"I do not think your father would approve of such profanities, miss addy," Jarvis scolded immediately.

"Snitches get stitches, J," she replied immediately as she picked up the iron man and captain America figures and began bashing them together as she went back and forth, trying to mimic their voices as they told one another to shut up.

Jarvis helped out with a recording of an actual argument and Addy fell to the floor, giggling wildly. "J? Is daddy ok?" She asked softly after a pause, her little face sobering. "You'd tell me if he wasn't, right? You promise?"

The AI seemed to pause and Tony would swear his voice sounded gentler when at last he replied. "Your father is fine, Miss Addy. I would tell you if you needed to know otherwise."

Tony paused the video, his fingers brushing tenderly across the image of his daughter's face, far too serious for her age.

Much like Addy was unaware she was being recorded, tony hadn't noticed blue eyes fixed on him. Steve couldn't quite make sense of the change that came over the man when he looked at his daughter but it was in those moments that he most often found himself itching to put pen to paper and capture the image. There was something genuine there that was missing from Tony's face most days. Today, with nothing better to do, he'd finally given in and done exactly that.

He focused long and hard on the sweep of his lashes, the way his eyes crinkled in amusement when she mimicked them, that openness that was never there under any other circumstances.

Tony had resumed the video now and addy's sweet little voice filled the room once more. It was only then that Steve noticed, while no one had moved, they were all fixated on what she'd say next. Even Clint, who sat atop the kitchen counter, his chin resting on one knee, seemed to be holding his breath.

It was late there and the little girl yawned and climbed into bed. They'd gone into radio silence that afternoon, waiting for the monster to appear, so there would be no video chat that night. Addy seemed to have found a way around it as she carried her stark pad to her nightstand and propped it up to face her. "Jarvis, can you playback one of daddy's bedtimes?" She yawned.

Immediately Tony's voice sounded from her pad. The thing was, tony only had a vague familiarity with children's stories so his versions were often badly jumbled and not at all the original tale. None of that mattered to his little girl, however, and she settled back with a contented sigh, her thumb going to her mouth.

Tony immediately frowned. He hadn't realized she'd been doing that? He immediately began scanning his mind for facts and studies about thumb sucking, utterly convinced he'd done something wrong. The fact was she'd always done so, particularly when she was upset. She'd merely learned early on to hide it.

"So...once upon a time...there were these three pigs. And they were all owners of this building company, right? Thing was only one had actually studied any engineering or architecture, the other two just sorta hung on his coattails because they were family," the recorded tony began. "So this wolf, Wile E. Big bad-"

"Wile E. is a coyote, daddy," addy's voice cut in and tony smiled softly.

"Who's telling this story, you or me?" He mouthed along with his past self with that utterly besotted smile that made him look infinitely more real, more human. "So Big Bad, he comes to inspect this neighborhood the pigs had been designing, right? And he gets to the first and says, this is bullshit, a gust of wind could blow this over! What are you thinking?! Naturally it does because you just can't build a structurally sound townhome out of straw.."

Addy giggled.

"So he looks at this pig in disgust and screams, you're the worst builder I've ever known! I'm gonna have your hide! You'll never work in this city again! So the little pig gets all upset and runs to his brother but the Wolf follows because he's gotta inspect the next house too. Naturally it isn't much better. This one doesn't know his shit either. It's about like going to Hammer industries for Tech, just a bad idea. So again he looks over the house and it's garbage, basically like Eeror's little triangle lookin thing. The wolf kicks it over and starts ranting because this is garbage! You can't expect people to live in that! It wouldn't hold up in a good snowstorm let alone a supervillain attack!"

Addy's eyes are starting to lower and she pulls her blankets tighter around herself with a little smile.

"Both the little pigs take off to tattle to their big brother who's fed up with their bullshit. They only have jobs because their mom asked him to hire them. So he's working on the only decent house on the block and Big Bad smiles approvingly and taps the thing and says good work but you gotta fire these morons before I have to shut you down. So he does and he's happier in the end, the end."

The recorded Addy begs for a song and Tony starts singing my girl and tickling her. "No, not that one Jay," his little girl demands. "I want my song."

Tony tried not to think about the fact that his team is now listening to him sing Elton John, even as he felt his neck and ears heat. There's no way in hell hed end the video, Addy's contented little smile,nearly enough to break him, as she began to doze.

"Goodnight, babe," he murmured with the recording of his past self.

"You'll have her back soon, Stark," Natasha murmured when the silence dragged on.

And just like that the softness was gone, an over bright grin replacing the look and Steve wondered how he ever could've been fooled into thinking that was the real Tony Stark. "Believe me Nat, when you got a kid hanging off you 24/7 fighting bad guys is a vacation," he quipped.

But no one was fooled. Not when his face has that wistful look of longing and his fingers skim his pad again, no doubt tracing a photo of his little girl. Shocking or not, expected or not, Tony Stark is no longer just some flat, two dimensional playboy acting a fool on a news reel. This tony is a father, and damn if that doesn't look good on him.

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Ok I couldn't wait. Omg fluff!! I loves it!! Lol

Hope you guys enjoyed it!