Freckles and Mischief

Summary

When the Asgardians' ship arrives on Earth after Ragnarok, Thor needs help to hide Loki from Tony Stark. And his first idea is to ask Zacharie, Iron's Man secret daughter. Loki and Zach are forced to become roommates, for better or for worst. But things turns out far differently than any of them could have ever expected…

Notes

Post Thor Ragnarok, no post-credit scene (they never come across Thanos ship and make it to Earth without issues). Slightly AU for the character of Zach (and her relationship with the Avengers) but I'll try to stay canon compliant as much as possible.

This story is mostly a romance, but peppered with a little bit of adventure and humor. Being a little geek at heart, there will be a lot of pop culture references but it's not essential to understand all of them to keep up with the intrigue.

This story is pretty planned in my head and nearly finished, but I'm always open to suggestions if it can help solidify everything you find lacking. It's not my first OFC but please, if you find some behavior too Mary Sue, tell me. I want to make Zach as believable and true as she can be. I will try to post a new chapter every two or three weeks, but if I finish this story earlier than expected, it may come sooner.

As a final note, English is not my first language (I'm French), so if you find any grammatical inaccuracy, tell me so I can correct them. And please, be indulgent, I'm sometimes not as bilingual as I wish to be (especially when it comes to the sequence of tense that I find hard enough in French).

I hope you'll like this story and wish you a very happy reading! (Comments would be highly appreciated ^^)

Prologue

Good morning everyone, I'm Zacharie (yes, with an "ie", meaning I'm a girl. Awkward, right?) I don't really know how to introduce myself or to start this story to be honest. I've never done anything like this before. It's kind of crazy… But you see, I've to put this down on paper (or on screen, more accurately) because I need people to know about it. I can't keep this to myself anymore, it's like… eating me up. So, here I am in front of my laptop, trying to gather my thoughts and memories to tell you all about the most amazing and incredible this that have ever happened to me. And when you'll learn who I am, you'll understand that my definition of "amazing" and "incredible" is pretty different from the rest of the world. Because my life and my world are pretty unbelievable to begin with.

Sorry, I babble. That's one of the main thing you need to know about me. My dad always tells me that I suffer from verbal diarrhea (meaning, I always says the first thing that pop into my mind without meaning to, without filter). Most of the time, it's pretty embarrassing. And some other time, it's just downright mortifying. But I've learnt to live with it and I'm kind of okay about it now.

Anyway, I'm digressing. So, here we go, so hold on thigh guys and get ready, because it's going to be a bumpy ride.

My name is Zacharie Stark, and this is my story.

As you all probably have gathered from my pretty famous (or infamous, I'll let you be the judge of that) last name, my father is Tony Stark. I already hear you say "Liar! We all know that Tony Stark doesn't have a daughter!" But, sorry to disappoint, it's true. You see, when you are Iron Man and fight bad guys all day long, you don't announce to the world that you have a secret child. I would have been a pretty easy target for them to use against him, am I wrong? So sorry to say that if you have never heard of me, it's probably because my dad doesn't trust you enough. Only a few people know who I really am. In his defense, Dad has only learnt about my existence 13 years ago.

My mom (who was crazy enough to give me a boy's name, thanks mummy!) and Tony had a torrid and incredibly brief affair in the late 90s. And 9 months later, here I was. Mom, who had traveled the world most of her life to teach foreign people sciency stuff that nobody except her ever understood, never told him about me before she found out that she had breast cancer. I was twelve at the time. She died a few months later and Tony being the only family I had left, he took me in.

Even then, he didn't tell a lot of people about me. For seven years, only Happy, James Rhodes and Pepper knew I ever existed. And my nanny Jarvis, before he passed away. You see, at the beginning, Tony wasn't the warm and cuddly kind of father. He still is not, but now I can honestly say that he's the best father is the world. But back in the days, he was never there. I think I honestly only saw him five times in my first year living in his outrageously big house. Pepper tried to make me believe that he send me gifts and postcards from all over the world, but I knew that she was the one to buy them. I was happy to pretend for a time, but then, I couldn't bury my head in the sand anymore.

I think fate kinda went my way after my 13th birthday, because for the first time in my life (but not the last), Tony Stark surprisingly begun to act like my father when I needed him the most.

You see, me being the offspring of a brilliant astrophysicist and Tony Stark, I'm kind of a genius. Not to be presumptuous or anything, but it would have been pretty insulting if I had been otherwise. So, obviously, I hated school. I was the nerd, the weirdo and my teachers thought I was a dunce because I never listened in class and spent my time sketching things they couldn't even begin to understand. Nanny Jarvis and Pepper tried to help me socialize, they even threw me a big birthday party for my 13th birthday and invited my entire class. It was on this atrocious day, twelve years ago, that my life begun to have meaning again and that Tony and I learned what it meant to be a family.

Sorry for the digression… again, but it seems important that you learn to know me a little bit better before I throw myself in the main reason I'm writing this story. So, please, bear with me.

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