READER IMAGINES [1]

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A user requested this type of Imagine. You are the daughter of Bruce and Natasha, and Pepper and Tony have a son, called Teddy, who is your love interest. Please enjoy.
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You looked at yourself in the mirror and mentally stabbed yourself. You're in a dress. Ew. Your mother told you to wear it as you're going to a fancy dinner, but you complained and asked dad to help you. Being Bruce Banner, he just stuttered a lot and you were forced into wearing it.

It's velvet red, which is good you suppose, because it's a dark colour, but you still hate wearing it.

"See? You look so nice in a dress." Your mother tells you, walking into your room to see you dressed.

"I don't like it." You say.

"Do you know how many dresses I've had to wear while trying to defuse a bomb, or assassinate some target? I'm sure you can wear a dress for a few hours."

You sigh in defeat.

"Fine. But only this once."

"Natasha, the cab is here." Your father calls from the living room.

You and your mother both head out and walk with your dad outside where the cab is waiting. It takes a while but you finally reach Stark Tower, all glossed up in fancy lights. Steve, Thor, and Sam are already there so you say hi to everyone.

"Hey, (Y/N)!" Steve smiles at you, "Man, you're getting bigger everytime I see you."

"Is that because I'm Hulk's daughter?" You say.

Everyone laughs and you smile. You can crack a few jokes with the adults from time to time. Tony and Pepper come out from the kitchen and Natasha and Pepper immediately start talking, then Tony sees you and gives you a playful nudge.

"He's downstairs." He smiles.

"I didn't even ask yet." You say.

Tony just chuckles at you before talking to his guests, so you quickly make your way downstairs into the garage where your best friend, son of Tony and Pepper, is working on his own suit of iron.

"Hey, Teddy!" You smile, walking up to him.

"Hey, (Y/N)." He winks.

You roll your eyes and sit down on a chair near him as he works. Just like his father he's a great mechanic, can practically build and fix anything, but he's got the same cocky personality. You didn't have super strength or incredible flexibility like your parents, but you were gifted by the mind.

"Pass me that wrench, would ya?" Teddy asks you.

You look over to the bench across from you and see the wrench. Concentrating hard, the wrench levitates and moves over to Teddy's outstretched hand. He grabs the wrench, not saying thank you, he never does, and goes back to repairing his suit.

"How'd you brake it this time?" You ask.

"I didn't brake it." He says.

You raise your eyebrow.

"The thrusters were too high and I flew into that wall over there, damaging the flight circuit." Teddy says.

You look over to the wall behind you to see a huge indent in it and chuckle. At least Teddy isn't boring.

"What about you? How's your practice going?" He asks.

"Good." You sigh.

Now he's the one to raise the eyebrow.

"It's difficult." You admit, "I can't levitate big objects or keep things in the air for long."

Teddy shrugs while twisting a knob tighter on his suit with the wrench.