Secrets, every family has them, maybe not quite as big as my family's. Hi, I am the one and only Tony Stark's daughter. Unfortunately I can't flaunt this parentage because my dad has isolated me from the rest of the world all in the name of "keeping...
Yea, so I am the one and only Y/N Stark, Tony Starks only child. Unfortunately I can't flaunt this parentage because my dad has isolated me from the rest of the world for my "protection" as he calls it. I've been homeschooled my whole life so the only people who know I exist are the Avengers who are like my family. To be honest though having Captain America and Thor as basically your uncles is not that bad, but I still wish I had friends my own age. I get so lonely sometimes I just start having a personal conversation with Jarvis, my dad's personal AI. I know, I know I got issues.
Tommorow was a new day though! The beginning of my freedom! After countless conversations, arguements, and full out Avenger style fights, Natasha and I finally were able to convince my dad to let me go to High School. However there were a few conditions: I wasn't able to use my real name or let any one know who my father was, and Happy would have to take me to school everyday and drop me off a block away to avoid supsicion. My dad was also allowed to pull the plug if he felt my safety was at stake.
The Next Day
I woke up to the sun blinding me through the now open curtains of my window wall and the voice of my dad's AI, Friday
"Good morning ma'am. Mr. Stark wanted me to let you know that Happy will arive to pick you up for school at 7:30. That means you have exactly forty-five minutes until he arrives."
"Uhh Friday! When did you start opening my curtains?"
"Mr. Stark installed that yesterday to your school morning protocol."
Typical
"Would you please send Nat in here. I need her to help me pick out an outfit."
"Yes ma'am"
Shortly after, Nat came in and helped me pick out an outfit. We were going for something impressive but subtle to make a statement but not draw too much attention. I'm usually nervous around new people or even the prospect of meeting new people.
We decided on some distressed skinny black jeans, a tan sweatshirt, and a oversized jean jacket with some basic white air force 1's. I usually don't wear much makeup so I threw on some sheer skin tint, mascara, and lip gloss, put my hair into a stylish messy bun, put on some clear rimmed fashion glasses, grabbed my bag and was ready to rock. Oh! I almost forgot my communication earrings so I ran to the top drawer of my dresser where I stashed all my techy gadgets, put them on and ran downstairs.
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As I walked down the stairs I saw Steve in the kitchen making breakfast.
"Good morning Y/N! I know you have a big day ahead so I made you breakfast."
He had made my absolute favorite breakfast. Avacodo spread on sourdough toast topped with egg white and bean sprouts with a large glass of cranberry juice.
"Thanks Steve! You are litteraly the best. You got some mad kitchen skills for a 100 year old man."
"Hey some skills are timeless. I have to say though I have been enjoying the microwave though. It makes life so much easier."
I sat down at the kitchen bar and started eating. Luckily I still had fifteen minutes until Happy was here so I didn't need to rush.
Although technically Steve was like my uncle and Tony is my real dad, Steve has always been more of a father figure than my dad ever has been. My dad's always been too busy with work and saving the world to spend any time with his daughter, but Steve has always been there if I needed advice, if I have a problem, if I need someone to just talk or cry to, and basically the everyday father duties. All that to say I really appreciate him and I don't know what I would do without him.
Thor walked into the room still in his pajamas rubbing his eyes, clearly trying to still wake up. I could never get over how funny the "god of thunder" looked in pajama's...like a gentle giant. It always made me die laughing.
"Yo Thor. What's up? Rocking those pajama's I see. Oh is the god of thunder still sweepy? Is he?" I teased mockingly.
"I quite enjoy these midgardian slumber garmets. They suit me well thank you very much," He said walking over to me, putting me in a playful headlock and ruffling up my hair.
"Hey! I just fixed my hair!" I slipped out of his grasp almost chocking on the bite of toast in my mouth and resumed eating.
"Big day for the little one I see. I am here if anyone tries anything funny." Thor said turning stern.
"Thor, I'm fine...really I'm 16 years old. I can take care of myself. But having the god of thunder at my beckoning call gives me a feeling of great power," I looked up smirking at him.
"I did not...I am not at your beckoning call-...that's not what I meant...oh whatever," Thor walked off trying to gain his independence and manlyhood back.
7:30 on the dot my phone lit up with a text from Happy telling me he was outside. I had really hoped my dad would have come out of his office (or was it a lab, or a workshop, not really sure) to wish me good luck on my first day at school or at least say hello, but it looked like that was not gonna happen. Again, typical.
I took a last sip of my juice, grabbed my bag, and ran to the front door.
"See ya Steve!"
"Have a good day! Remember don't use your real name and stay away from boys. If anyone bothers you, they'll have me to deal with."
"Ok, whatever," I rolled my eyes
Happy was there waiting in the black limosine. I hopped in the back and was ready for my first day of freedom.
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