"Fanfic Frenzy: A Collection of One Shots"

A Day in the Life of Ironstrange

Title: A Day in the Life of Ironstrange

It was a crisp autumn morning at the Stark Mansion, and the sun spilled through the windows, casting a warm glow over the luxurious living room. Tony Stark, also known as Iron Man, was engrossed in the morning paper when he felt a tug on his sleeve. Looking down, he saw his 3-year-old son, Peter, gazing up at him with wide, innocent eyes.

"Daddy, can we play with my action figures?" Peter asked, his voice filled with excitement.

Tony smiled and ruffled Peter's unruly hair. "Of course, pal. Let's go find your action figures and have some fun."

As they made their way to Peter's playroom, a voice called out from the kitchen. "Boys, breakfast is ready!" It was Stephen Strange, Tony's husband and the Sorcerer Supreme.

The three of them sat down to a leisurely breakfast, their conversation filled with laughter and affection. Peter regaled them with stories of his latest adventures with his toys, while Tony and Stephen listened attentively, sharing amused glances at their son's vivid imagination.

After breakfast, the family spent the morning playing together. Tony and Peter staged epic battles with action figures, while Stephen used his magic to create dazzling illusions that left Peter wide-eyed with wonder.

As the day wore on, they decided to take a stroll through the mansion's sprawling gardens. Peter ran ahead, his laughter echoing through the air as he chased after butterflies. Tony and Stephen followed close behind, their hands intertwined, their love for each other evident in every glance and touch.

As they wandered through the gardens, Peter stumbled upon a patch of vibrant flowers and plucked a few, his eyes shining with delight. "For you, Daddy," he said, handing the flowers to Tony.

Tony's heart swelled with love as he accepted the gift. "Thank you, buddy. These are beautiful."

Later that evening, as they settled in for the night, Peter snuggled between his parents, clinging to his favorite stuffed animal. Tony and Stephen read him a bedtime story, their voices lulling him into a peaceful slumber.

Once Peter was fast asleep, Tony and Stephen sat together, their fingers intertwined as they watched over their son. "He's growing up so fast," Stephen mused, his gaze filled with affection.

Tony nodded, a soft smile gracing his features. "He's the best thing that ever happened to us, Stephen. Our little miracle."

As they sat in comfortable silence, the love and warmth of their family filled the room, wrapping them in a cocoon of contentment and joy. And as they drifted off to sleep, they knew that no matter what challenges lay ahead, they would face them together, as a family bound by love and magic.