"Oh, Morguna?" Tony called as he made his way into the facility. He was glad his family had a place to stay and be protected while he was away on missions, which weren't many nowadays.
And for that he was glad. A giggle from a room ahead of him made Tony smile.
He walked faster and stopped at the open door, leaning against the door frame, watching Morgan have a princess party with all her dolls, wearing a tutu and a crown.
"Friday, record," he whispered, smiling gently at his little girl's giggles. He lived for moments like this.
Morgan twirled and stopped facing the door and her face broke out into a bright smile and she ran to him. "Daddy!" she cried, her arms out as she leaped at Tony, who caught her.
"Hello, Morguna! How's daddy's girl, huh?"
"I was having a dance party! I wanted Wanda to come, but she said she was going to visit Uncle Bucky." The excited sparkle in the little girl's eyes put a smile on Tony's face.
"Well, maybe if you ask really nice, next time uncle Bucky will come too," he said with mock excitement. He couldn't wait to get a video of that.
Ever since he'd had the accords abolished, the ex-Winter Soldier had been coming by more and more to 'visit' Wanda.
"Hey, who wants a juice pop?" he asked, making an excited face when his daughter gasped and smiled.
"Okay, let's go get a juice pop!" Tony listened to his daughter talk all excited the entire way to the kitchen, a smile on his face the entire time.
Pepper made her way back to the communal kitchen, dropping Peter off on the counter. "I'll be right back, okay? Just stay there.
" She waited for an affirmative from Peter and went off to search her daughter's room for a cup for him to use.
The teen walked in circles, pausing when he heard voices, and they were getting closer. He wanted to hide, but Mrs. Stark had told him not to move.
Did that mean the spot or the counter? Thinking quick, the small boy ran to the coffee mug that towered over him.
He climbed up the side and into the mug seconds before the group of people came into the kitchen, their voices echoing in the empty ceramic walls around him.
"Okay, I know you want orange because that is my favorite flavor." The man turned then saw something on the counter, but it was gone a second later, and instead, he saw a mug in its place.
He opened his juice pop and grabbed the empty mug on the counter, rolling his eyes. "I swear I live with animals," he mumbled.
He was about to place it in the sink when he spotted something and almost dropped it.
Peter hung onto the inside of the mug staring up at Mr. Stark, green in the face from the movement.
The two stared at one another until the billionaire suddenly looked towards where the small girl's voice Peter thought it was coming from. The boy sent him a pleading look.
Though he hadn't been around any kids like this, he knew that they could be dangerous to him right now. Tony nodded and placed the cup down, turning and clapping his hands.
"Okay, finish that up and then it's time to get ready for bed." He pouted when Morgan whined and whined back at her.
"But you just came home!" Morgan said, her bottom lip wobbling a bit. Tony stuck his bottom lip out at her.
"And I'll be home tomorrow, and the next day," he swooped down, picking up the now giggling girl, "and the next day. It's nice to know you missed me, though. Come on," he moved her onto his hip.
"Let's go brush your teeth."