Keeping in the original note I made when I wrote this. No triggers. Enjoy! :D
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(AN: I'm writing this from Tasha's POV because why the hell not? :P It should be interesting to say the least....)
Chapter 16:
"Mama you can't go!" Tasha cried. "You can't! Don't you love me?"
"Shhh, sweetie of course I do, but.... Bubby doesn't like to come to the office, so I do his job while he saves the world," Mommy explained. "And Daddy and Uncle Phil and Uncle Steve and Doctor Banner are all gonna be there to play with you too, okay?"
"Bubby?" Daddy scoffed, earning him a glare from Mommy and a smack from Bubby. They were funny sometimes.
"Shut it Barton," he muttered, parking the car in the garage. Daddy took her upstairs while Mommy and Bubby had a talk.
"Hi Tasha!" Uncle Phil cooed, taking her out of Daddy's arms. "How'd it go?"
"We had lots of fun! We played games and took pictures of our bones and Miss Sue even let me feel the baby in her tummy! She was kicking, and Bubby and Mister Reed talked a lot about grown up stuff, and then me and Johnny played with his toys until he didn't share and then we went bye bye and now we're here!" Tasha babbled.
Uncle Phil was laughing, something Tasha wasn't sure he knew how to do. How nice. "I'm glad you had fun. Would you like a snack?" He asked.
Tasha shook her head. "No thank you, I want to play," She answered, wiggling in his arms.
"Okay, but try and go potty first, alright?" He warned her. She nodded, skipping off. She waited until Uncle Phil and Daddy were out of sight before she ran. She passed by the potty, but there was just too much to explore! She wondered where all the toys were around here. Hmm...
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(AN: I'm writing this from Tasha's POV because why the hell not? :P It should be interesting to say the least....)
Chapter 16:
"Mama you can't go!" Tasha cried. "You can't! Don't you love me?"
"Shhh, sweetie of course I do, but.... Bubby doesn't like to come to the office, so I do his job while he saves the world," Mommy explained. "And Daddy and Uncle Phil and Uncle Steve and Doctor Banner are all gonna be there to play with you too, okay?"
"Bubby?" Daddy scoffed, earning him a glare from Mommy and a smack from Bubby. They were funny sometimes.
"Shut it Barton," he muttered, parking the car in the garage. Daddy took her upstairs while Mommy and Bubby had a talk.
"Hi Tasha!" Uncle Phil cooed, taking her out of Daddy's arms. "How'd it go?"
"We had lots of fun! We played games and took pictures of our bones and Miss Sue even let me feel the baby in her tummy! She was kicking, and Bubby and Mister Reed talked a lot about grown up stuff, and then me and Johnny played with his toys until he didn't share and then we went bye bye and now we're here!" Tasha babbled.
Uncle Phil was laughing, something Tasha wasn't sure he knew how to do. How nice. "I'm glad you had fun. Would you like a snack?" He asked.
Tasha shook her head. "No thank you, I want to play," She answered, wiggling in his arms.
"Okay, but try and go potty first, alright?" He warned her. She nodded, skipping off. She waited until Uncle Phil and Daddy were out of sight before she ran. She passed by the potty, but there was just too much to explore! She wondered where all the toys were around here. Hmm...
She heard some noise from one of the doors and she decided to open it. Locked. That figures. She sulked and continued on until she found some stairs. She looked behind her. No one was around. It seemed like it would be fun to go up. She took a deep breath, and started crawling up the stairs. When she reached the top, she was met with a tiny room with two glass doors, but inside were TOYS! Lots of them! Legos and cars and coloring stuff and blocks and stuffies! She tried to push the door open, but it didn't work. She tried knocking, but no one came.
"Hello?" She called.
"Yes Miss Romanoff?" JARVIS answered. Tasha stopped and looked around.
"Who said that?" She asked.
"I am JARVIS, Miss Romanoff," JARVIS answered.
"Are you pretend?" She asked.
"No, I am an Artificial Intelligence designed by Master Stark."
Natasha gasped. "You know Bubby?" She asked, enthralled by the idea of this imaginary person.
"Yes, and I can open the door," JARVIS said, before adding, "If you know the magic word."
"Pleeeeeeeeeeeease?" Natasha dragged the word out. "Oh pretty pretty please? With sprinkles on top? I'll do ANYTHING! I wanna play with the toys!" All at once, the doors opened and Natasha squealed before running inside what was really Tony's playroom. Tasha vaguely remembered these toys, but somehow those memories seemed to belong to someone older, different. She decided the blank, burgundy walls needed pictures, and took out the markers and began scribbling swirls and attempts at pictures.
MEANWHILE IN THE LAB.....
"What do you MEAN She's in the nursery JARVIS?! The only people who can access that room are me and Pepper and..."
"And Natasha," Pepper pointed out, only making Tony scowl deeper. "Tony, admit it, whether she's big or small, she's still Natasha." Tony threw himself on the ground, pouting. Pepper was right and there was no way around that. "You can either stay here and pout or go play with your sister. I'll be at work." She knelt down and kissed his forehead. "I love you, and I'll see you tonight, okay?"
"Love you too Mommy," Tony grumbled. He sighed, watching her leave. Well, if he was stuck with the runt, might as well make the best of it. He stomped down the small corridor to the nursery. It was his. He'd designed it, he'd stocked it with everything a man who wanted to pretend to be a baby could need. It had toy cars and a train set, a special set of crayons (120, and it had special "super hero" colors in it), coloring books, markers, and as many stuffed animals as he pleased. Which was a lot. They actually had a hammock full. And then there was the crib. It was custom built by Tony himself, just the right size for him, and strong enough to support his full weight. He sighed, seeing her drawing on the wall. Mommy wasn't gonna be happy about that. He typed in his entry code and the doors slid open, making Tasha jump.
"Hey runt," He said with a cocky smirk. "Mind if I join you?"
"Hello?" She called.
"Yes Miss Romanoff?" JARVIS answered. Tasha stopped and looked around.
"Who said that?" She asked.
"I am JARVIS, Miss Romanoff," JARVIS answered.
"Are you pretend?" She asked.
"No, I am an Artificial Intelligence designed by Master Stark."
Natasha gasped. "You know Bubby?" She asked, enthralled by the idea of this imaginary person.
"Yes, and I can open the door," JARVIS said, before adding, "If you know the magic word."
"Pleeeeeeeeeeeease?" Natasha dragged the word out. "Oh pretty pretty please? With sprinkles on top? I'll do ANYTHING! I wanna play with the toys!" All at once, the doors opened and Natasha squealed before running inside what was really Tony's playroom. Tasha vaguely remembered these toys, but somehow those memories seemed to belong to someone older, different. She decided the blank, burgundy walls needed pictures, and took out the markers and began scribbling swirls and attempts at pictures.
MEANWHILE IN THE LAB.....
"What do you MEAN She's in the nursery JARVIS?! The only people who can access that room are me and Pepper and..."
"And Natasha," Pepper pointed out, only making Tony scowl deeper. "Tony, admit it, whether she's big or small, she's still Natasha." Tony threw himself on the ground, pouting. Pepper was right and there was no way around that. "You can either stay here and pout or go play with your sister. I'll be at work." She knelt down and kissed his forehead. "I love you, and I'll see you tonight, okay?"
"Love you too Mommy," Tony grumbled. He sighed, watching her leave. Well, if he was stuck with the runt, might as well make the best of it. He stomped down the small corridor to the nursery. It was his. He'd designed it, he'd stocked it with everything a man who wanted to pretend to be a baby could need. It had toy cars and a train set, a special set of crayons (120, and it had special "super hero" colors in it), coloring books, markers, and as many stuffed animals as he pleased. Which was a lot. They actually had a hammock full. And then there was the crib. It was custom built by Tony himself, just the right size for him, and strong enough to support his full weight. He sighed, seeing her drawing on the wall. Mommy wasn't gonna be happy about that. He typed in his entry code and the doors slid open, making Tasha jump.
"Hey runt," He said with a cocky smirk. "Mind if I join you?"
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