Im back at school so I haven't had much time to write! I'm sorry! I miss it. It seems rubbish at the start but it gets better I promise! I'm a bit rusty. I've also got picture in this one. I don't normally do that and this will probs be the only story with pictures, just saying.
Also let's pretend that Clint and Stark don't have a daughters. Okay. Just roll with it.
Btw this is part one, there are two parts.
"Daddy! Come dance please!" A red haired girl ran up to a table of men at a party and climbed onto her dads lap. He wrapped a protective arm around her waist so she wouldn't fall.
"Not now darling, I'm having a drink with my friends. Why don't you go pester your sister, hmm?" James said pulling her in to kiss her cheek.
She wiped her cheek after he had kissed it and pulled a disgusted face. "Eww, daddy, that's for mummy only!" She complained before running off to go find her sister.
"I promise I'll dance with you later Vinnie!" He shouted to his daughter across the hall, she simply smiled. By god was that girl a 'daddy's little princess'.
He turned back around and picked up his beer and took a sip while all the guys smiled at him. "What are you all smiling at me for?" He asked placing his bottle back on the table.
"I'm so jealous of you Buck." Steve said and the rest of the table agreed with him.
"What could I have that all of you want?" He laughed. "A metal arm? Can't even walk through a metal detector." They all laughed.
"No... A daughter." Tony sighed and looked over to a couple of girls, Vinnie and Jamie Barnes, dancing together. Jamie was 18with brown hair like her fathers, yet she was petit like her mother and Vinnie was 4 with red hair and was very tall for her age like her father. Fourteen years apart.
"Or even better, two daughters." Steve said. "I love my son, don't get me wrong. But I would love to have a little girl. Bill is just attached to Peggy, he never wants to hang out with me."
"Steve, he's five, give him time." Sam laughed and gave him a pat on the shoulder.
"Sometimes I wish I wasn't a man. Sometimes I wish I was a woman, but like a really good looking woman... like Natasha!" Sam said as they looked over to where a short yet leggy female who was wearing a satin green, long sleeved evening gown that matched with her youngest daughter.
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Natasha's dress.
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