Truth is... I'm a Stark

Just as cool

{AN: Stan Lee is my uncle, I own all the character rights
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Jk I own nothing but the plot🙃}

Junior Stark understood  a lot of things, he was the son of geniuses, it was expected. He knew that 2+2=4, that there is 2 s's and one c in necessary and he knew that the Pythagorean theorem is a fundamental relation in Euclidean geometry among the three sides of a right-angled  triangle with the formula of (a^a)+(b^b)=(c^c). You know, the basic stuff. But the 6 year old's understanding wasn't limited to just the simple stuff. For instance, he knew that his parents weren't together, that was because they didn't love each other in a romantic sense, but that didn't mean they loved him any less than how parents who were married loved their kids.

What he didn't understand was why his daddy was acting so strange: he was drinking a lot more of that weird juice that smelt really bad, he was throwing a lot more parties that Peter wasn't allowed to attend and he was generally living more recklessly. On the bright side he was making more time for his son, not that he didn't spend as much time as he could with Peter already, though even this turned sour. Don't misunderstand the situation, Peter adored his daddy - he was his hero, literally. But jumping from tinkering with his father in the lab when he wasn't too busy with running a company to tinkering, playing with Legos and watching Disney movies most of the day and spending the other part sleeping or pretending to sleep so he wouldn't have to play yet another game of peekaboo with his father was a tad bit extreme. He needed his alone time too! This... this felt like he was being - well, hunted. His father's hugs were all the more tighter and he learnt skills in the lab that felt all the more important to running the company in the future, it was a bit much for the child to handle. His daddy was spending time with him as if those moments they shared would be the last they ever spent together.
Oh if only Junior knew how close he actually was ....

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A lot of crazy stuff happened to Peter within a few weeks but to summarise a long story: Uncle Rhodey was a super hero now (though Tony was quick to point out that he technically stole the iron man suit), his daddy almost died - a lot, but he was better now and his mama was now the boss of their company. Oh, and with the combined efforts of Uncle Rhodey, daddy and the pretty assistant lady (who Peter had seen in passing glance) who also turned out to be a super hero, they saved the world, you know, just an average Tuesday. Then his mama and daddy kissed! He saw it - Uncle Rhodey recorded it! Also, the pretty assistant lady was a super cool spy - like in the movies! Junior still thought his mama was the coolest, but this lady was almost as cool as her.

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"Nat come on, can't we just wait a while," the familiar voice of his father called out.
"No I want to meet him, I already did you a favour by not telling Fury that you had a son. And Nat - when did that happen?" a feminine voice said in a demanding tone.
"I mean Agent Natasha Romanoff, the Black Widow, secret spy girl - I mean woman - who I respect," his daddy quickly amended. He had gotten bored of listening to their conversation so Junior decided to make his presence known, besides the spy lady, or Nat, wanted to meet him anyway.
"Hi daddy," he said, coming out of his hiding spot from behind the sofa. His daddy seemed mildly annoyed while the spy lady just smirked.
"I would've found a way to meet him anyway," she announced smugly.
"No you - " he sighed, "yes you would've," he admitted.
"So, what's your name Stark Jr," she asked demeanour quickly changing offering Junior a soft smile.
"Peter," he whispered, suddenly becoming shy, "but sometimes people call me Junior," he added.
"How old are you Peter?" she asked. Peter seemed to ponder it for a while before he answered: "uh, this many," raising 6 chubby little fingers.
"Can I - " Nat glanced at Tony, when he nodded, she went to pick Peter up, she wrapped her arms around him while he snuggled into her. "I like him, he's my nephew now," she announced firmly, Tony didn't even try to protest. "Hear that Junior, I'm your Auntie Nat," she whispered into his ear.
"Auntie Nat," he repeated.
"Hate to break up this touching moment, but how come he gets to call you Nat!" Tony piped up from his seat, Nat just sent him a look that quickly shut him up. Peter was impressed; the only other people who had been able to successfully shut his daddy up were his grandma, Peggy, Mama Rhodes (his uncle Rhodey's mum) and of course his mama. That's when he decided, his mama was still the coolest, but this lady was just as cool. Then his mama walked in to the room, "hi Nat," she greeted cheerfully.
"Her too - oh come on!"

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Tony sat down in a room with Director Fury, or as he liked to call him, Patchy the pirate.

Compulsive behaviour, yeah well, he was dying! Prone to self destructive tendencies, once again, he was dying! Text book narcissism ....... fair.
Iron man, yes - Tony Stark, not recommended? That made no sense, he was Iron man, he and the suit were one you can't have one without the other. Natasha has spent enough time with him to know that he was different to how he was portrayed in the media, Natasha knew a lot about him by now, they were - dare he say it - friends, she was his child's aunt! His child, his child, no wonder! Nat knew that Iron Man was a great asset, hence him being a consultant but she knew the responsibilities Tony Stark had; he had a son to look after and a girl friend to propose to. Besides, even if he wasn't a part of Fury's super secret boy band, he was still just as cool as Natasha and Pepper in his son's eyes.
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Right?!

{AN: thanks for reading this chapter, don't forget to vote and comment. This chapter was pretty long, 1087 words. Wait no, 1091, 1092, 1093, 1094. Crap! Okay so this is the 1102nd word.... Wait, damn it!}