Trouble Makers Club

Disclaimers: I do not own Marvel, Disney, or any companies affiliated with the before mentioned companies. All characters -except Mary- are owned by Marvel and it's affiliate companies. This is a work of pure entertainment and no copyright infringement is intended.

Summary: I am having some writers block on another story so I'm writing this to get my brain unblocked. Tony discovers that he has a kid a fully grown up kid. His worst nightmares have come true. Thor has Loki on earth because Asgard is full of jerks. Bucky is there too because Steve loves his Bucky bear. This story is basically why it is a really bad idea to put three insane individuals with the maturity of twelve year olds under one roof. Agent Coulson resumes his role as a glorified babysitter for a Stark.

Chapter One: Congratulations Tony

Tony looks around at his teammates as the tour group explores the lower levels of the tower. They think tours are a bad idea but a lot of action took place in the Tower. It is a monument to the Avengers. This is a great idea.

Steve sits in the common room and watches Bucky sits closed off in the far corner of the room. The bean bag chair he's chosen to sit in seems to swallow the dark supersoldier but it seems to comfort Bucky and Steve doesn't bother him.

Thor stands outside Loki's room. The door is locked but that is normal. Loki has walls covered with books and he only leaves the room to eat. Thor sighs. This is not how he planned for Loki to spend time on Midgard.

Tony sighs and looks at the blonds despairing over their dark haired counterparts. "Listen you all can sit here in your little pits of despair and whatever or you can make a public appearance. What do you say?"

Both blonds turn to him and glare. He shrugs and grabs his signature shades. "Fine. Wallow in your sadness I'm going to meet the fans."

Tony struts into the elevator. "Auditorium." He smooths his shirt and checks his hair. He's not wearing a suit. Why should he wear a suit in his tower? His house his rules.

The crowd is seated and cheers when a familiar voice interrupts the presentation. "Why listen to people drone about Stark Tower when you can hear Tony Stark brag about Stark Tower?" He walks on to the stage and waves.

He talks for a while about how he designed the Tower to be a pinnacle of architectural and technological achievement. He talks about the luxuries of the tower. He takes questions. The questions were a big mistake. "Okay who has a question that doesn't involve the Battle of New York?"

A few hands go down leaving half the crowd with their hands raised. He nods. "Right, who doesn't have a question about my sexual conquests in and outside of the tower?" More hands drop. "Final elimination round. Who doesn't have a question about who lives here?" One hand remains and he claps his hands. "Okay. Well this better be a really good question. Shoot away."

A young woman with short messy brown hair stands up and takes the microphone offered to her by the tour guide. "I noticed in the tour app that Stark Tower is powered by Arc Reactor technology. I'm curious as to how you solved the palladium burn out issue."

Tony 's brows hit his hairline. "Excuse me?"

The young woman smirks and looks up at him. "Palladium is an unusual metal in the Platinum family. It is the only metal that can act as a catalyst for the desired reaction and it's ability to release it's additional electrons make it a prime candidate for clean energy production. My question is what have you replaced it with because powering a building of this size alone would burn the core out in two years. Powering the technology and the building would burn it out in at most a year."

Tony whispers to the guide. "Lead everyone out but her. She stays here." He looks at crowd and smiles. "Questions are over. Everyone out but you. We need to talk."

She sits down and watches everyone leave. People glance over at her like she's a freak. She looks back at them and dons her ear buds to drown out their whispers.

Happy steps over to Tony and nudges him. "You want me to bring her over boss?"

Tony nods and looks over at the young woman. "Yeah. I want to know how she knows about the basics of Arc Reactor tech. Bring her up to penthouse and tell Pep to order a big lunch. We have company."

Happy walks over and looks at her. He clears his throat. "Miss?" He raises brows when her head rolls in his direction and she looks at him with an expression that screams boredom. "Um. Mr. Stark is ready to meet you."

She laughs and stands up. She's short, disarmingly beautiful, and dressed like she woke up in those clothes. "Let's go meet the wizard!"

Happy leads her to the private elevator and looks over at her. "Mr. Stark is very anxious to meet you. He's intrigued by brilliant minds."

The girl sighs. "Trust me sir when I say this. I have zero sexual interest in Mr. Stark. I'm not here to seduce him or whatever else is swimming around in your head. I'm here to talk to him and then I'm leaving. Okay?"

Happy raises his brows and holds up his hands. "I got you. Science talk. Top secret stuff right?"

She looks at him as the elevator stops. "Yeah. It probably won't be top secret for long. Tony Stark. Men in black suits. A pirate and chick food. I'm in deep trouble."

Tony walks over to his private bar. "Damn right. Stealing research is usually frowned on, but stealing research from me is impossible. How did you do it?"

The girl shrugs. "Inherited genius. It doesn't take a freakin' rocket scientist to figure it out. It isn't my fault I'm an intelligent human being."

Fury stands up. "Miss Rollins. This is not a game. You have figured out the workings of a piece of technology that most teams of highly educated scientists are still trying to comprehend. Now is not the time to be smart."

She reaches into her hoodie and pulls out an old photograph. "Recognize this picture Mr. Stark?"

Tony looks at it. He's in his old MIT sweatshirt with a conservatively dressed young woman. He thinks her name starts with a "V" but that was over twenty-six years ago. "I vaguely remember it. Summer Break of eighty-eight I think."

The girl clenches her jaw. "Can you even remember her name?" She glares at him in a familiar way.

Tony looks at again. "Veronica. She went to UGA. Crazy family though. Surprised they let her go to college."

Fury notices her muscles tense. She's holding back and her voice shows it. "When did she stop contacting you?"

Tony shrugs. "I don't know. Two months after Summer Break. I figured her family found out and put an end to her dating life."

Fury steps in before the girl explodes. "I need you to come with us. Intelligence like yours is too dangerous to let out in public."

She glares at Fury. "Bull. You know what's going on. I watched you do the math. Veronica Rollins is my mother. I was born March 23, 1989. Do the math Stark and find me when you figure it out." She turns to leave but her path is blocked off by Happy. "I want to leave now. Excuse me."

Happy blocks her path. "Mr. Stark isn't done talking with you Miss."

She looks up at him and rolls her eyes. "Good for him. I'm done. Please let me go."

Fury calls his agents to back up Happy. "I believe Mr. Hogan is right. We aren't done here."

Tony looks at her as he does the math in his head. "You definitely not leaving until we have a DNA test."

One agent takes her by the arm and leads her to a chair. "Blood, hair, swab? Take your pick. I don't care. Just get it over with." She takes out her ear buds. "I'm done."

Fury takes her ear buds. "I don't think we are. You have yet to explain how you figured out Arc Reactor technology."

She looks up at him and claps. "Okay. How about this? You go ahead and take your samples and I will tell you what you want to know while we wait." She looks up at him and her expression can only be described as sarcastic.

Fury nods. Who needs DNA when her expressions are mirror images of Tony's. "Fine. Agent Smith. Go get Bruce. Tell him Tony may have a curve ball."

Tony and Ms. Rollins laugh. "Explains the leather fetish." They look at each other and frown.

Fury sighs and rubs his face. "Hurry."

Bruce walks in and swabs their mouths. He looks at them and sees it. Their eyes are almost copy and pasted onto the other. "It will take at most forty-eight hours to get results. I suggest you make yourselves comfortable."

She looks up at Bruce and squints. "You live here? Around him? And the other guy hasn't killed him? You don't have anger issues. You have the patience of a saint."

Bruce chuckles and leaves. Time to bring back the betting pool.

The girl spins in the chair. "My turn. Ok. Everyone listen because I'm only saying it once. The Arc Reactor is power source. Power sources need to produce electricity. Well Palladium has two spare electrons in its valence shell. It has to additional electrons to bump off before it becomes truly inert." Fury stops her chair with his boot. "Hey! I was having fun!"

Fury looks at her and frowns. "English please."

She rolls her eyes and sits upright. "Palladium is weird. Palladium is the only known element that can be used. The Palladium is wrapped around a cord. Iron wouldn't work because it would fry at the amount of power. Fiber optic glass is probably what you used. Anyway. You have your basic idea of the reactor right there. Well the containment field is probably composed of some type of ceramic compound or else everything gets fried. All you need is a jumpstart and the Arc Reactor produces near inexhaustible energy."

Fury looks over at Tony. Fury's brows go up and almost reach the ceiling. Anthony Edward Stark has actually been stunned into silence. He makes note of the day. "Mr. Stark. Is she wrong?"

Tony shakes his head. "No. She isn't. Could you make one if I give you the tools and materials?"

She shrugs. "Maybe. The basic design is simple everything else is regulating wires and nodes. As much as I enjoyed this I really need to leave. I've got an interview at Frank's Diner in two hours."

Fury looks at her. "Seriously? An intellect like yours and you have a job interview at a small diner?"

She stands up and smooths her rumpled clothes. "Yeah. Life's a bitch that way. May I go now?"

Tony shakes his head. "No. If you can build me a functioning Arc Reactor then you have a job here."

Fury watches her. He notices that she weighs the options and seems reluctant to believe anything anyone is saying. "Well Ms. Rollins?"

"Fine. Let me call and cancel. Excuse me." She walks to the bathroom and closes the door.

Tony looks at Fury. "What do you have on her?"

Fury shakes his head. "Nothing really. Two-year degree that she's trying to work off. Other than that nothing."

She steps out and looks at the group of men. "Okay. Lets play science."

Tony nods and takes her to the work shop. "Do you have paper and pencils?"

Tony nods and watches her work. She only stops when he offers her something to drink but he knows immersion when he sees it. He sees her thinking and making the ideas form shape and substance. At midnight this strange young woman hands him a fully functioning miniature Arc Reactor.

Tony studies it and tests it. "How do you do it?"

She yawns and looks at him. "Do what?"

Tony looks at his watch. "I've got a room you can crash in tonight. You have no business out on these streets at night."

She shakes her head. "I don't have clothes here. Gotta get back to my room."

Tony shrugs. "Give me your room number and hotel name. I will have your stuff brought to you."

She looks at him for a moment. "Why are you doing this? I just came in claiming to be your daughter and you just let me stay for the night?"

Tony shrugs and puts the Arc Reactor on a pedestal. "I also offered you a job. You have the job by the way. I don't know if you realize this about yourself but you have a genius that very few are born with and I don't want to see it wasted because you weren't born wealthy."

She tries to hold back a yawn and gives a small nod. "Thank you. I guess I could crash here tonight. Lead the way."

Later that morning -about seven- Tony gets a call. "Bruce, this better be good because it is too early in Stark City for people to be calling."

Bruce sighs. "Tony could you come into the common room please. Ms. Rollins is already here. You both need to hear this."

Tony wakes up and tosses on a shirt and sweatpants. He walks into the common room and sees Rollins nursing a cup of coffee. She's wearing sweats and a tee shirt. Steve hands him a cup of coffee. He nods and sits across from Bruce.

Fury stands near the door. He looks at the group. Everyone is awake and watching the scene unfold. Rollins is tense and Tony is anxious.

Bruce looks at them and scratches his head. "The samples were good and we have the results. These can't be faked. Tony. Meet your daughter."

Tony almost drops his cup. He turns to face Rollins and sees that her face is stony and unreadable. "Why didn't Veronica tell me?"

She looks over at him and sips her coffee. She looks thoughtful for a moment and looks around. "She died hours after giving birth to me. Her insane aunt and uncle raised me. Are my clothes here yet?"

Pepper walks in and sees everyone looking solemn. "Tony why are there suitcases being brought in and who is she?"

Tony stumbles on his words. His new daughter saves him. "Mary Rollins. I was hired yesterday to do design work for Stark Industries. I'm also his daughter. We have DNA. I got the job before we knew about my paternity."

Pepper looks dumbfounded. "Tony is there anything else?"

Tony nods and stands up. "She built a functioning mini Arc Reactor."

Pepper nods and smooths her dress. "I will run PR. Lovely to meet you Mary. I will see you around."

Tony shakes his head and thanks God they broke up months ago. "Welcome to the family."