Songfic: Family portrait by p!nk
Tony stark writes a letter to his dad when he was a kid
Disclaimer: I dont own any of the Marvel characters.
Dear Howard,
I woke up to hear you and mom fighting. I hear you talking about money, stark industries and me.
When I go down mom is crying. I then go down to the workshop to find you. I tell you that mom didn't mean those nasty things she said. You call me a stupid useless kid.
Mr. Jarvis is collecting me from school. I keeps asking if we can go to anywhere else. I think to myself that it ain't easy growing up in World War III. Never knowing what love could be.
I enter the house. You and mom are fighting again. I stop being open because all that ever leaves is regret. I'm not gonna let love destroy him like it did to my family. You want to separate but the press they would be all over you, mom and me.
Can we work it out? Can we be a family?
I promise I'll be better, Mommy I'll do anything.
I promise I'll be better, Daddy please don't leave.
You won't stop yelling. I can't stand the sound. Please make mom stop crying, I need you around. You're the only person who understands my thoughts and ideas. Mom loves you no matter what she says, it's true. I know that she hurts you and you disagree a lot, but remember I love you too.
I ran away today, ran from the noise, ran away. A nice man offered me a lift home but he didn't bring me home. I'm scared. I know I shouldn't be. All I hear is you telling me that Stark men are made of iron. I'm trying I really am. I don't wanna go home but I wouldn't dare tell anyone that, I wouldn't want to disappoint you.
I'm sure we could work it out. I'm home now. Can we relax now? I guess not, the press still have to be dealt with.
I promise I'll be better. Daddy please stop yelling at me.
The next day in front of the press we looked really happy. We were the perfect family. Dad said how much they loved me and mom said how much they missed me. She almost had me believing that dad cared about me.
I wish it went naturally. I don't wanna have to split the holidays. I don't want two addresses. I don't want a step-brother anyways. And I don't want my mom to have to change her last name.
Daddy please don't leave. Don't leave please. Mom will be nicer. Can we try to get along? I won't bother you in your workshop. I will be better. I'll go to sleep at night.
Yours Truly,
Anthony Edward Stark.
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