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Why Are You Up?

Pairing: Tony x F!Reader x Morgan

Summary: Morgan walks downstairs of the lake house to see Tony working on something in the lounge. You listen to the conversation from the top of the stairs

Morgan walks into your room to climb onto her father's empty side of the bed. "Dad's up again." you nod, getting out of bed and picking her up. You carry her out and drop her on the ground at the top of the staircase. "Go get information out of him." She walks downstairs and sits on the last step to see your husband working on something.

"Why are you up?" Morgan asks, making Tony look at her. "'Cause I've got some important shit going on here!" He leans against the arm rest of the couch. Morgan tilts her head with her eyebrows furrowed. "Don't tell Mum I said that word."

"Why?"

"Because she claimed that word." you walk downstairs with Morgan and Tony standing up. "Damn right I claim that word." you smile at them as Tony picks her up and places her on his hip. "Can I have a cheeseburger?" She asks. "We can cheeseburgers tomorrow." you say. You walk upstairs and into your bedroom.

Tony drops Morgan on the bed. She crawls up it and settles on Tony's side. "Scoot." He nudges her. She shakes her head. Tony looks at me as if you can do something. "Don't look at me. She doesn't get her stubbornness from her mother." I comment.

Morgan chuckles, rolling herself over to be in the middle. Tony settles of where she was and pulls the blankets over the three of you. "You're making waffles tomorrow morning." you close your eyes. "Why am I making them?" He asks.

"Because you said the word I claimed and woke our daughter up."

Angry Jellybean

Tony Stark x M!Reader x Baby!Peter Parker

Tony plays with Peter for a little while. Tony then cuddles with Peter with you and Tony making comments

Sitting in front of Peter, who's playing with his toys, Tony types away on a screen. He then hears Peter starting to babble. "Yeah, that's good, Peter."

From the corner of his eyes, he sees the baby crawl over to him. Peter’s chubby hands press themselves on Tony’s chest to stand up, seeing what his father is doing on the screen. "Baba baba." He pats Ton’s chest to look at the arc reactor.

Looking away from the screen to Peter pressing his face against the arc reactor, Peter gets picked up, making him move his face away from it. Tony fold his legs underneath Peter to place him in his lap.

A couple whines escape Peter. "What?" He continues to whine as he gets laid down on one arm. "You gonna tell me what's wrong?" Another whine escapes from him. 

"I think he might want a feed." Tony turns around to the voice of you, your body leaning against the back rest of the couch.

Feeling Peter wiggle around, Tony lets him look over his shoulder to stare at his other father. 

"He's like an angry jellybean!" Tony smiles at you as Peter whines at the name. "He also looks like you in the morning." You get a frown in return from your husband.

Peter makes grabby hands, motioning for you. "Go make his bottle." You take your son whilst sitting on the couch and cuddling him to your chest. 

"Why can't you do it?"

"Because I'm holding our angry jellybean." Peter whines, squishing his cheek against your chest. 

"Fine." Tony stands up to sit down next to you. "FRIDAY, make Peter a bottle." The A.I obeys. "Lazy ass,” you mumble, turning your body around to lean back against the armrest, your legs resting on Tony’s lap.

"At least I have one." Tony adds, which he gets a kick to where the sun doesn't shine in return.