Title: 4 times the Avengers tried to teach Jenni to bake, and the 1 time Thor succeeded.
Characters/Pairing: All Avengers
Rating: PG
Word Count: 2243
Disclaimer: I do not own the Avengers, though I'd love a Tony!
Warnings: None
Summary: Companion piece to A Letter To My Hero. Jenni wants to learn how to bake, and the Avengers try to indulge that
1. Tony
"Uncle Iron," Jenni shouted as they danced around the sofa singing along to Disney movies.
"Uh huh?" he replied, slightly more agitated than he should have been at being pulled out of his soulful rendition of 'I Won't Say I'm In Love (With Added Dance Moves)'.
"I wanna make cookies," she told him, matter of factly.
"Well, we have some cookies in the cupboard, they're pretty good," he replied with a shrug
Jenni wrinkled her nose and shook her head at him. "Nuh uh, I wanna make cookies!" She pouted.
Tony sighed and looked at her, he couldn't resist those puppy eyes, not even after months of exposure. God help him when he has his own daughter. "Ok," he said, his eyes glinting, "Let's see what I've got lying around."
"Well," Tony sighed, hands on his hips, pink apron tied around his waist. He looked down at Jenni, "Honestly I don't really know what I'm doing."
Jenni looked up at him, sticking her arms out. He lifted her onto the counter, where she peered over the bowl. The... cookie dough looked a little runny. She looked at Tony with a puzzled look on her face and he returned it.
"I know," he said, picking up a bag of flour. "I'm gonna put some more of this in there, and then I think it'll be ready to eat." He dumped some flour in and Jenni stirred with the wooden spoon, her tongue sticking out the corner of her mouth with concentration. Once it was all mixed she looked at him with pride.
"Now we needa make em cookies!" she said, beaming.
Tony stared at her, a grin on his face and the mischievous glint in his eye, "Oh no, it's all ready. Haven't you ever eaten cookie dough?"
Jenni shook her head, looking confused.
"Oh child, you have missed out!"
Pepper walked into the room to find Tony slumped on the sofa with Jenni curled into him, them both quietly humming along to 'I'll Make A Man Out Of You' looking a little worse for wear. Then she spotted the, now empty, mixing bowl sitting on the table in front of them, two wooden spoons resting inside.
"Have a good time?" she asked as she walked over to sit beside Tony.
"Yes we d - oh god don't put any pressure on my stomach," he groaned as she removed the arm she'd tried to wind around his waist.
Jenni looked at her, regret in her eyes, "Uncle Iron showed me how to eat cookie dough," she said in a slightly strained voice, "it was so yummy."
"We probably should have left some for making actual cookies though," Tony replied.
Jenni nodded wisely. Pepper smiled and snuggled further into Tony who pulled her in at the shoulders. She looked at Jenni, up at Tony and then to the television. She smiled as she thought that one day Tony and Pepper would have their own child. That would be nice