Chapter one - How to run from the mess you made

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"FLORENCE OPHELIA STARK"

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"FLORENCE OPHELIA STARK"

"Oh my god act natural," Bucky whispered to Flo a worried smirk on her face.

"For this kind of situation, the most natural thing would be to panic so technically I can panic," she mumbled back. Fear written all over her face.

"NO, that's not what I mean! Act like it's a normal day!"

"My 'normal' days of late, consists of a lot of panic."

"Will you just shut up and cooperate?"

"When a person is panicking, they are not apt to cooperate very well!"

The pair of trouble makers starting fighting at this point, so as Tony walked in covered in feathers ready to finally put his daughter in her place. He found her on the floor smacking Bucky Barnes in the face.

"What the fuck is going on here!"

"Language."

"Not right now Capsicle."

Both Bucky and Flo quickly separated standing up from the floor giggling to each other.

"Are you mad?" Florence questioned. "You look mad."

"I'm not mad." Tony replied already tired from having to be near the pair of idiots.

"Your face is screwed up like you're mad." 

"I'm perturbed, not mad."

And after a few minutes of silence.

"You still look mad."

"I'm NOT mad! But I will be soon!" Tony couldn't believe this was happening for the third time this week. It was only Tuesday. 

"Florence is your bag packed ready for school."

"Yes Dad," this was a lie, that was retold every year and every year Tony would see straight through it. Flo couldn't help but laugh at her father. He was completely helpless to the trouble she would get up too. 

"Please sweetheart, just get ready. Your mom is going to kill me if we don't leave on time."

"Fine."

------------------- Time Skip -----------------------

The avengers were now all sitting round one table. All having one last meal together before Florence was back at school and gone for god knows how long. 

Flo sat at the head. On one side was Bucky, her best friend. The two had been as close as could be since the she had arrived at the tower wrapped in a blanket in basket. The pranks they pulled were legendary and with Bucky's helped Florence had become one of the best fighters at the table.

 On her other side was her father, Tony Stark. The relationship between the two was what you could chaos. Both being smart assed, sarcastic geniuses which made them clash at the worst of times. However, that was hardly ever, the two would use each others ideas to help build new suits for Tony and spend evenings watching horror flims until they were scared. Every time Florence went away it was like something was missing in both of there hearts. They completed each other.

"So Flo how's your day been," Pepper asked.

"Well, no one died."

"Those are your standards?" Florence had seen Pepper as her mother figure even before she had actually married Tony. Pepper had practically raised her throughout Tony's playboy years. Pepper (with the help and Nat) had helped Flo through her first break up, first period, first everything. 

"Do you think -" Steve inquired. Wanting to ask Florence about her what her time as school this year might be like.

"All the time. I'm a good thinker, you know."

"That's not what I was meaning. Do you think-"

"Yep," popping the 'p' knowing exactly what she was doing to Steve but acting completely oblivious.

"Will you quit that, I'm trying to ask you something."

"Ask away."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

"Ugh! Now I forgot what I was going to say!"

Everyone started laughing this was the relationship between Steve and Flo. Her mainly treating him like the child and him becoming confused with what she's saying.

"Well on that note we better get going."






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