Avengers One-Shots

Floor is Lava - Father Figure Stark ⎊

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Y/N POV

I laid sprawled across the grey sofa just scrolling through my phone, bored out of my mind. My Dad (well foster dad Tony Stark) sat at a small table across the room, finalising his blueprints for his new invention.

Everyone else was dotted around the common room either finishing off some paperwork, replying to emails or filling out mission reports aka boring, boring and boring.

"Hey Dad!" I shouted, pronouncing his name for longer than he'd like.

"Yeah Y/N/N?" he replied, not removing his eyes from the papers that had surrounded him.

"The floor is lava!" I shouted, jumping from my sitting position to standing on top of the sofa.

Everyone on the same sofa shouted at my childish behaviour as I caused a few pens to be dropped as well as some papers and maybe Nat's laptop.

Whoops!
Oh well.

Tony spun around to face me. His eyes gleaming with his childish alter ego. He swept the desk clean with his hands, causing everything to float down across the wooden floorboards.

He jumped from his stool to the desktop as the Avengers shot some stares and menacing glares and muttered a few things about "Tony being the biggest kid here."

Pepper hurried into the room concerned due to the loud bangs and shouts that had echoed around the common room and filled the compound too. Her tight ponytail swung across her back and shoulders as she ran in, her high heels squeaking along the polished wooden floorboards.

"What are you doing?" Mum (Pepper) shouted as she surveyed the scene; me and Tony standing atop the furniture as the others tidied up the mess we caused.

"Oh my god Mum!" I shouted.

"The floor is lava!" Tony continued, jabbing his finger at her feet.

"Mum, your feet are burning!" I shouted, clasping my side as the laughter richoted through my stomach.

"You are such a child Tony." Pepper sneered, rolling her eyes as she desperately held in her giggles.

"Stop talking; you're dead," Tony continued, remaining totally serious as if he wasn't a man in his 40s, standing on a desk, playing floor is lava.

"No, I'm not!" Pepper said, her tone reflecting her increasing annoyance indicating me and Tony were pushing her a little too far.

"Sore loser!" I jeered as I heard a few of the others begin to giggle.

Nat and Wanda held their hands over their lips trying to contain themselves but I could see the blush fill their cheeks as they desperately held in the laughter. Compared to Steve, who just looked so done with the world. His face perfectly reflected that movie line "Why are we still here, just to suffer?"

"Yup, I agree!" Tony pouted as Pepper scowled playfully at him.

Me and Tony jumped down from our places and walked over to each other. Our palms crashed against each other as we gave each other a double high five - it was like our secret handshake.

"Winners!" We both shouted simultaneously as we looked at each other, the giggles staining our voices completely.

We both jumped to the side following our little routine exactly. We held our fingers in L shapes and rose them to our foreheads as we pointed and jabbed at the others.

"Losers!" We shouted louder, sticking our tongues out at the rest of the team as they all rolled their eyes and scowled.
They loved us.

Tony and I crashed against each other; the laughter making us unsteady on our feet. Tears dripped from my cheeks, both happy but also grateful.

To think that a year ago, I was out on the streets stealing bread to survive and now I was living with genius, billionaire, playboy, philanthropist, Tony Stark.

I wiped my tears as our laughter began to subside. "Ready for round 2?" I asked.

"Urgh!" The team shouted knowing much more mess would be made followed by more teasing and mocking.

"Oh you're on Y/N/N! I'm not going easy on you kid!" Tony said being totally serious.

"Fine. Just no suits." Pepper piped up, recalling the last time we played Floor is Lava.

"Boring!" Tony called rolling the g off his tongue.

"I'll be fine," I said.

"Y/N, you broke your leg and three ribs," Natasha said standing up. "I knew we should have banned this game." she continued, muttering it in Pepper's ear.

"Well, it was fun." I replied sheepishly, crossing my arms across my chest like a toddler about to have a tantrum.

"Well, the surgery and worrying wasn't." Pepper continued. "Now Tony, you and the others need to get back to work."

"Ok Pep. We'll play later alright Y/N/N?" Tony admittedly but I knew him too well.
I recognised the glint in his eyes perfectly.

I just nodded and sat down, helping Wanda clean the mess.

Everyone exhaled and continued their work, trusting Tony to be serious while they finished their work.

Well, that was their mistake.

Thirty agonisingly slow minutes later...

"Floor is lava!" Tony shouted.

"No!" Everyone screamed as I ran off to the lab and returned, wearing one of Tony's huge suits.

I flew around the room shouting at Tony. "Just try and beat me now!"

Suddenly, I felt my body collide with the wall as I wasn't paying attention to where I was going.

SKIP

Well, I had to stay in the medical wing for about two weeks. A large bandage was wrapped around my chest due to the broken ribs given from their chest compression and a large cast had encased my arm with a sling holding it in place. Dislocated arm, broken arm and four broken ribs - new record might I add.

Pepper made Tony add a lock to his suits so I couldn't access them.

Oh and the whole thing was recorded and was played frequently to embarass me and teach me a lesson but little do they know what I have planned.

I hacked some of Tony's computers and found out the passcode. I'm just waiting for the correct time when I can have my next flying lesson!

Ok, so this took quite a turn but I don't care I loved it. I feel I love these more than you guys but oh well. Give me a follow and vote so I keep writing this stuff because you know you love it don't try and deny it.

Anyway, thanks for reading this far and I hope you, yeah you right there. Have an amazing day; you deserve it!!