Oh the plot twists! :D Also more little Tony (And mentions of wetting), Mommy Pepper, and Tasha being a stubborn Russian toddler. Weeeeeeeeee! xD
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Chapter 20:
"Unca Tor?" A tiny voice squeaked out. Bruce separated his lips from Thor's, glancing over the Asgardian's shoulder. There, in the doorway to the lab, was a tiny little girl, who looked even younger than Tasha.
"What the...?"
"I apologize, Lady Darcy.... requires our help as well," Thor said softly.
"No, No it's okay. Um, is she.... how old is she?" Bruce asked.
"Lady Jane said she was just a babe, barely fifteen-months old," Thor said mournfully. Bruce's eyes widened.
"May I...?" He asked. Thor set him down and he approached the infant. She looked Just as Thor had described, but.... smaller. She had more hair, if that was possible, all dark and in ringlets, framing her face. She was absolutely the cutest thing he had ever seen. "Hey little one," He cooed. "Can I pick you up?" She raised her arms in the air as way of an answer, and Bruce was only too happy. She was light, too. Had she been eating? "JARVIS, Get the gang together? I think they're going to want to see this." The little girl smiled up at him, babbling as only an infant could. Bruce smiled down at her, and it was as if nothing had ever changed. That he had settled down, married Betty, and this... this was their little girl.
* * * *
"But I don't WANT to go downstairs!" Tasha screamed at Clint, hiding behind the pillow fort she and Tony had created. Tony really wasn't much better, but then again he was desperately trying to yank himself up out of his head-space for the second time that day. Or was it the third? Either way, Pepper was on her way up to deal with him, thank God. Which left Clint with a very stubborn Russian toddler. Seems that bullheadedness was innate.
"Tasha, you don't have a choice. Everyone needs to talk and I think some new friends are here," Clint said tiredly.
"Don't WANT to!" She shouted again, as if it hadn't been obvious before. "New people are bad! They're gonna hurt me! Everyone ALWAYS hurts me!"
Clint rubbed his temples. Seriously, how was THAT her life? How was this now his? She didn't deserve this, she was just a girl. "How about we make a deal squirt?" He offered. "I promise you, until you feel safe, I won't leave you alone? And Mommy either, for that matter. We're all gonna be there, you know."
Natasha looked at him dubiously, seeming to weigh the offer. "Promise?" She asked.
"Yup, pinky promise," Clint answered, holding out his little finger. Natasha grew wide-eyed and took it with her own. Clint beamed. "Now then, let's-"
Pepper walked in to the nursery, and her jaw dropped. "Mommy!" Tasha squealed, running and attack-hugging her legs. That seemed to get her attention, because she reached down to scoop the girl up.
"Hey angel," Pepper said with a smile. "How was your day?"
"Good. Me and bubby had lots of fun! We played cars and drew on the walls, and-"
"Whoa whoa whoa, you did what?" Pepper asked firmly.
"Ummm....." Tasha squirmed, trying to wiggle out of her mommy's grasp.
"Come on Pep, lighten up," Clint said lightheartedly. "Look, we did okay, I'll tell you more about it later. Right now you're little boy needs you." THAT was what got Pepper to hand the toddler over, before crouching down in front of Tony. As soon as they were gone, she smiled at him.
"Hey Tony," She said, giving him a kiss on the cheek.
Tony looked up at her with big brown eyes. So innocent, so pure. "Hi Mommy," He said, in such a tiny voice.
"Hey. What did you do today?" She asked, pulling Tony to his feet as she stood up.
"I had some fun. Me and Tasha played with cars and Legos. But we was bad and we did draw on the wall, but I promise I'll help you clean it up and I'm sorry."
"It's alright angel, do you need changed?" Pepper asked. Tony blushed, which was as much of a yes as any. "Okay, now here's a very important question. Are you listening really good? I don't want you to not hear. That would make me sad."
"I'm listening Mommy! I promise!" Tony said eagerly, hopping up on to his changing table.
"Good boy. Now we have to go talk to the grown-ups. I have to come too, but Thor and Jane and Darcy will too. Do you want some protection, or do you want to be a big boy?"
Tony's face fell. "I... I can't get big Mommy. I've been trying, but... but-"
"Hey, it's okay sweetie," Pepper cooed. "Mommy will be right there, okay? Now come on, let's get you all cleaned up." Tony smiled at her. He loved his Mommy.
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Chapter 20:
"Unca Tor?" A tiny voice squeaked out. Bruce separated his lips from Thor's, glancing over the Asgardian's shoulder. There, in the doorway to the lab, was a tiny little girl, who looked even younger than Tasha.
"What the...?"
"I apologize, Lady Darcy.... requires our help as well," Thor said softly.
"No, No it's okay. Um, is she.... how old is she?" Bruce asked.
"Lady Jane said she was just a babe, barely fifteen-months old," Thor said mournfully. Bruce's eyes widened.
"May I...?" He asked. Thor set him down and he approached the infant. She looked Just as Thor had described, but.... smaller. She had more hair, if that was possible, all dark and in ringlets, framing her face. She was absolutely the cutest thing he had ever seen. "Hey little one," He cooed. "Can I pick you up?" She raised her arms in the air as way of an answer, and Bruce was only too happy. She was light, too. Had she been eating? "JARVIS, Get the gang together? I think they're going to want to see this." The little girl smiled up at him, babbling as only an infant could. Bruce smiled down at her, and it was as if nothing had ever changed. That he had settled down, married Betty, and this... this was their little girl.
* * * *
"But I don't WANT to go downstairs!" Tasha screamed at Clint, hiding behind the pillow fort she and Tony had created. Tony really wasn't much better, but then again he was desperately trying to yank himself up out of his head-space for the second time that day. Or was it the third? Either way, Pepper was on her way up to deal with him, thank God. Which left Clint with a very stubborn Russian toddler. Seems that bullheadedness was innate.
"Tasha, you don't have a choice. Everyone needs to talk and I think some new friends are here," Clint said tiredly.
"Don't WANT to!" She shouted again, as if it hadn't been obvious before. "New people are bad! They're gonna hurt me! Everyone ALWAYS hurts me!"
Clint rubbed his temples. Seriously, how was THAT her life? How was this now his? She didn't deserve this, she was just a girl. "How about we make a deal squirt?" He offered. "I promise you, until you feel safe, I won't leave you alone? And Mommy either, for that matter. We're all gonna be there, you know."
Natasha looked at him dubiously, seeming to weigh the offer. "Promise?" She asked.
"Yup, pinky promise," Clint answered, holding out his little finger. Natasha grew wide-eyed and took it with her own. Clint beamed. "Now then, let's-"
Pepper walked in to the nursery, and her jaw dropped. "Mommy!" Tasha squealed, running and attack-hugging her legs. That seemed to get her attention, because she reached down to scoop the girl up.
"Hey angel," Pepper said with a smile. "How was your day?"
"Good. Me and bubby had lots of fun! We played cars and drew on the walls, and-"
"Whoa whoa whoa, you did what?" Pepper asked firmly.
"Ummm....." Tasha squirmed, trying to wiggle out of her mommy's grasp.
"Come on Pep, lighten up," Clint said lightheartedly. "Look, we did okay, I'll tell you more about it later. Right now you're little boy needs you." THAT was what got Pepper to hand the toddler over, before crouching down in front of Tony. As soon as they were gone, she smiled at him.
"Hey Tony," She said, giving him a kiss on the cheek.
Tony looked up at her with big brown eyes. So innocent, so pure. "Hi Mommy," He said, in such a tiny voice.
"Hey. What did you do today?" She asked, pulling Tony to his feet as she stood up.
"I had some fun. Me and Tasha played with cars and Legos. But we was bad and we did draw on the wall, but I promise I'll help you clean it up and I'm sorry."
"It's alright angel, do you need changed?" Pepper asked. Tony blushed, which was as much of a yes as any. "Okay, now here's a very important question. Are you listening really good? I don't want you to not hear. That would make me sad."
"I'm listening Mommy! I promise!" Tony said eagerly, hopping up on to his changing table.
"Good boy. Now we have to go talk to the grown-ups. I have to come too, but Thor and Jane and Darcy will too. Do you want some protection, or do you want to be a big boy?"
Tony's face fell. "I... I can't get big Mommy. I've been trying, but... but-"
"Hey, it's okay sweetie," Pepper cooed. "Mommy will be right there, okay? Now come on, let's get you all cleaned up." Tony smiled at her. He loved his Mommy.
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