Stark's Bug
Tony Stark x Son!reader
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Finally! This took me so long to write like what the hell. Anyway enjoy :)
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Chapter 18
"Can I help?" You looked over your dads shoulder as he opened the first case and dug through it.
"Don't you have homework? Do that first and then we'll see."
Begrudgingly you sauntered off and got your school stuff. It's not like it's that important anyway, at least how you saw it.
You sat down in your room and solved some easy math, wrote a few sentences about an animal that you liked (Mr. Krabs) and you were done.
You took the papers and wandered towards the lab to show your dad your work.
"What're you doing?"
You almost jumped out of your skin when Phil's voice suddenly sounded beside you.
You totally forgot that he was even there.
"I'm going to show dad my homework so I can help him!"
You held out the papers for him to see. Phil took them gently and looked over them with interest.
"This is all correct. Did you write about the Spongebob character?"
You chuckled and took your homework back.
"No! Mr. Krabs is my crayfish! Do you wanna see him? He's an old boy!" You lead the man to one of the lounge rooms off to the side where Krabs' big tank was housed. The tank had a lot of plants so it was sometimes hard to see him. You looked through the little plants and saw him in one of his big hides, only his head sticking out.
"Look there, that's Mr Krabs. He's already two years old! Crayfish don't live very long in tanks, but when they get treated nicely they can live for up to 8 years! That's older than I am!"
"Really? What do they eat?"
"Everything! That's why he doesn't have any fish friends, he'd just eat them."
"I don't think they eat everything."
"He does."
Phil chuckled but didn't argue further. You talked a little longer until you remembered what you wanted to do before and scarpered off towards the lab.
"Dad I'm done!" You shouted as you pushed the door open. Your dad was sitting in his comfortable chair reading through the books of his dad.
"Great! Show it!"
You handed over your homework and your dad let his eyes wander over it.
"Looks like it's all okay. Grab yourself a notebook and get to reading." He praised and pointed to the open case.
You did as told and sat down on your dads lap to read the smelly old book.
There were some really cool drawings in there, and some math you hadn't seen before. When you showed your dad he said it wasn't anything important. So you read and you read and you got bored. As seven year olds do when a task isn't fun anymore.
You put a piece of paper in the notebook and walked back over to the case.
You dug through it til you found something that looked interesting.
A little model airplane. Your dad said you could play with it so you did. Making loud noises and basically setting up a racetrack in the air.
Meanwhile your dad was back to digging through the case. Another handbook for the trash.
He only peaked your interest again when he put up what looked to you like a camera and put in one of those really long tape rolls you had only seen in TV.
"What're you doing?"
"Setting this up so we can watch what's on these films." He said as he put up some speakers.
"But it says it right here on the case," You said and grabbed the round casing, "these are outtakes! From a commercial? For Stark Expo!"
"Yes yes but we don't know what's said on them until we watch."
You shrugged in agreement and made yourself comfortable in your dads chair.
"Hey! Shoo. That's my seat." He chuckled and made a shooing motion with his hand.
You shook your head and crossed your arms in a teasing manner.
"Well, I guess I'm gonna have to sit on you now." He shrugged and turned around.
"Nooooooo." You said and pushed him away with your hands and feet laughing. You got off the chair and let your dad sit down just to plop yourself on his lap. Leaning into his chest as the clips started playing.
The man on the screen talked on about stark expo until he messed up, swore, and another clip started. He looked very weird in your opinion, not at all like your dad. So that was your grandpa. A person who swears a lot and has a really weird beard.
You settled further into your dads chest as you continued to be fixated on the screen. You had never taken a good look at the old pictures your dad kept. It hadn't interested you at all.
You knew he was dead so there was something entirely weird about seeing him so alive on screen talking about things that still exist today. While he doesn't. And while you knew what death was you couldn't yet grasp the concept of it entirely.
With these sort of existential questions you fell asleep snuggled against your dads chest facing the screen. It took Tony quite a while to notice you being asleep. Too concentrated on the books and screen to see you half snoring with your mouth squashed open and drooling out of the corner of your mouth.
Carefully he picked you up and brought you to bed without waking you at all.
After having delivered you to the bed he went straight back into the lab. Still continuing to search for.... well something.
Phil was on school bus duty as he put it. He was driving this really big black car with tinted windows. Your dad told him the name of your school and said goodbye to you.
A few minutes into the mostly silent car ride Phil started talking.
"So. How do you like school so far? You're in second grade, right?"
"It's okay. I like playing with my friends a lot. But the classes are boring. I already know all of the stuff they talk about."
"Really? Maybe you're a little too smart for second grade then? What are your grades like?"
"Good I think. But my dad says that grades don't actually show how smart someone is."
"That's true. But they're still important."
"For what? I'm only 7."
Phil fell silent. That was true. And so he quickly changed the topic until you were dropped off onto school grounds.
School, as always, was pretty boring. At least the classes were. Your friends and you had played hide and seek on break and in the second break you sat around and talked while eating your food. Mostly about videogames. Jason, who had sort of taken up the leader position really liked that topic. And so you stayed on it.
Your homeroom teacher gave you a note to give to your dad and with that the schoolday ended and you got into Phil's car again.
"How was school today?" He asked as he pulled out of the parking lot.
"Like normal. Mrs. Foster gave me a note for dad."
"Really? What about?"
"I don't know." You shrugged not having read it at
You and Phil guessed what the teacher could've written on the letter all the way until you were home.
Walking into the house you immediately knew something was up as there was a big hole in the floor reaching through to the lab.
You walked down not knowing what to expect, leaving your bag near the hole and Phil to follow in a normal pace.
There definitely was something going on. As there were giant tubes taking up most of the space in the lab.
"What's this?" You asked excited at the thought of a new project.
"Welcome back. This will help us finish what your grandfather started." Tony said ominously but completed his statement soon after. "We're going to create a new element"
You were dumbfounded, you could do that? Just go out there and create a new element? The hell? You knew that people could discover new elements but create them? That's so cool.
Today was a day you decided that your dad was most definitely the coolest person on earth.
"That's so cool! You're the coolest, daddy!" you said and gave him a hug.
Just then Phil entered the lab.
"Can you hand me the spirit level?"
"Yeah!" you said, happily trotting over to the pile of tools laying next to and even under a box. The spirit level was right on top so you didn't have to pull or wedge it out of that mess. Handing your dad the spirit level he placed it on top of the tubes and sighed. Its uneven.
Just then Phil pulled out what looked like a Captain America shield prototype and asked what it was doing here.
"That is exactly what I need." Your dad took the shield and Phil lifted the coil so he could wedge the shield under it.
"Perfectly level. What do you want?"
Just then Phil told the news of his reassignment and your face fell. You liked Phil. Despite not knowing him all that well he was fun to be around. So when he turned to say goodbye to you you hugged him.
"Can you tell me what you were doing when we see each other again?" You asked jutting out your lower lip and drawing your eyebrows together.
"Sure thing sport. I'll send you a postcard." He smiled and with that you let go and let him leave with a wave.
The new element was created not long after Phil had left. It was a great spectacle to watch. The laser had left its mark on the wall and the element shone brightly as it was created.
Your dad took it for testing to the computer and plugged it in.
"This'll take a while do you have any idea what we could do while we wait?" he asked turning to you.
You had just the thing.
After several hours of intense playing with your dolls and action figures your father had to go to New York. Stark Expo and all of that. You would have really loved to go but he said no.
So you had your own little concert in the living room. Singing along loudly to all the songs Jarvis played for you. Pretending you were on a big stage being the best singer to ever live on your world tour.
"LET'S GET DOWN TO BUSINESS! TO DEFEAT thE hunnns"
"This ain't a sCeENe it's a GOD. DAMN. ARMS-RACE"
and so on.
After your throat started to feel a bit sore you stopped and started doing whatever came to mind.
You had recently gotten a bow and technically you're not allowed to shoot it inside the house but who is going to catch you? Jarvis never told on you before and everyone who could be is in New York.
You placed some plastic bottles on a table which stood at the opposite side of the room and shot at them.
First without the force but you got frustrated when you didn't hit anything so you got help in aiming by your little powers and then just shot the arrows without the bow.
All was fun until the doorbell rung. Your stomach dropped. Everyone was in New York. So who was at the door..?
"Who's there Jarvis?" you basically whispered.
"It's a pizza delivery, Mr. Stark had told me to order you some food as he won't be back until late. There is money on the kitchen counter."
"Oh, okay!" you said and ran into the kitchen relieved that it wasn't a bad guy coming for you. You were pretty much out of breath when you reached the door, money in hand.
"Hello! Is this my pizza?" you asked right after having opened the door.
"Uh, yeah a Pepperoni one right?" The man looked a bit taken aback, obviously not having expected a child to Open the door in the kind of house you're in.
"Yes! Thank you!" you took the carton out of his hands after giving him the money.
"You can keep all of it. Have a nice day!" you said and basically slammed the door shut in his face.
You had just given him a hundred dollars for a maybe 15$ pizza. You probably made that guys day and didn't know it.
You ate the pizza and watched a Disney movie before Jarvis told you to go brush your teeth and go to bed. You ignored him and took a bath too. Spending most of your time playing in the water rather than actually cleaning yourself.
You fell asleep around 11 pm on your father's bed. And woke up the next day right next to him. And Pepper on your other side. Huh.
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