Tony Stark's unknown daughter I Peter Parker x Stark Reader

#25 An unthankful thanksgiving

"Have you talked to Peter?" your mum asked as you lied next to each other at SPA. You were both getting massage "No" you said "He's being a spoiled, ungrateful brat" you said "maybe you should talk to him" she said.

"Why? He's being unreasonable, he's up in his bedroom feeling sorry for himself" you said "Maybe it is sorry for him" your mum said "Maybe there's a personal reason why he hates this holiday" she said, and that got you thinking. "You think so?" you asked her as you sat up "Sure, seems like it" she said "you should go up and talk to him" she said and you thought that sounded well.

You bought some goody snacks that you knew Peter loved and brought it up to him. You knocked at the door, you knew he wouldn't answer to you, so you changed your voice and said "HOUSEKEEPING".

And just as you predicted, he opened. "Hey" he said "hey" you said "I brought you something" you said and gave the snacks for him "thanks" he said and took a bite of it. "Do you wanna go down there and eat?" he asked you. "Not hungry" he claimed, but he gazzled all of the snacks... "You sure? We could call room service" you said, you knew he wanted to, but he hesitated.

"Look, can't we put everything behind us and have a nice quiet evening?" you asked him "sure" he said and smiled and you called room service. You sat there, in awkward silence and was eating pizza.

When you were finished

"Okay, Peter, spill the beans" you said "Why're you so pessimistic?" you asked him and he sighed. "It's just the fact that, I always have a reason to be pessimistic on thanksgiving" he said "There's never something to be thankful for, which is pretty much this stupid holiday is about".

Ouch, that hurt.

"So being here on a nice hotel with me isn't something to be thankful for?" you said and he sighed "y/n, we're at a hotel... IN CLEVELAND" He said.

Okay, so maybe Cleveland isn't the best city in the US" you admitted "This is the renaissance hotel in Cleveland, and we're here together! And it kinda hurts that you're not grateful for that" you said.

"I'm sorry" he said and tried to smoke your cheek but you just refused his touch, "No you're actually mad about spending a day in a hotel with me!" you said.

And then a big argument started, he claimed that he was thankful, but you knew that he wasn't. He got mad because you refused to believe him.. and now you weren't on speaking terms.
You slept in separate rooms and you didn't speak the next day at breakfast.

"Good news" your mom said "They have checked the roads, No signs of bombs and the Road is back again".

"There you go, Peter, something to be thankful for" you said while eating the cereals. "That's is great, I was going to say that" he snapped and you just scoffed "I WAS!" he shouted "Peter, people can hear you" he whispered "Sorry" he said.

After breakfast, you got into the car and after 13 hours of the worst road trip in your life, you had finally attended to y/f house. She had saved you some dinner from last night, it was so sweet, but Peter didn't eat any of it... just sitting there, being a rude guests.

You started to go through y/f storage of your old stuff, that you couldn't fit in your New york apartment. It was so nice, you felt so much nostalgia for it.

"Look!" your mum said "this were your halloween costume when you were 11 years old" she hold up a black training jacket, along with black tights and the black widow logo in the waist... your old Black widow costume that your mom made herself.

"I remember that Halloween!" you said "i met some guys that were dressed up as the rest of the avengers, and they didn't have a Black widow, so i joined them for trick and treat" you said, thinking about that year.

"Yeah, that's how you met your best friends right?" your mum asked and then Peter's head turned to you with a slightly jealous face.

"You were best friend with 5 guys?" he asked "Yeah" you said "you got a problem with that" you said "NO" he lied.

"I just had problem with all the other girls in my school, no one liked me" you said "except them" you said. "I'm glad you had some friends at least" he said.

You went through the last boxes, and then you saw one interesting box with the headline "Summer 2000" with your mom's handwriting.

You opened it, and saw so many stuff. Like an old Hard rock cafe t-shirt from London... yeah, it was many souvenirs here from Europe. There was also a notebook, you opened it, and you realised it must be her travel journal.

You liked reading it, she had traveled all over England, she first went to London. Where she had watched a Shakespeare play at the Globe theatre (Shakespeare's theatre) and then she spend the rest of the summer in Scotland.

You smiled as you read what your mum did at a vocation, but you stopped smiling once you read Tony Stark's name.

Me and the girls were at the pub, you know, the one we always goes to, and a playboy bought me a drink!

You'll never guess who it was, it was the one and only.. TONY STARK! YEAH, THE TONY STARK BOUGHT ME A DRINK!

He also asked if I wanted to see his wallet collection up in his beach house that he owned, but I didn't say yes. I'm not a genius like him, but I do know what that meant... the only problem is that he didn't seem to take no for an answer.....

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You slapped the book together as your jaw were still dropped, your mother have met Tony Stark before?? Why wouldn't she tell you that?

A/N: I know this sucks, I will do a better job next time