Heyyy! I had a bad day, so I decided to write a fluffy story. If you want, I can make this a multi-chapter. Hope yousies likesies.
Not A Dream
"Tony!" I call stepping out of the elevator on Tony and I's floor. I have some news for him. "JARVIS, where's Tony?"
"Right behind you, Mrs. Stark."
"Way to ruin it, J." Tony replies, as I turn around.
"Very sorry sir." JARVIS apologizes.
"Tony, I have some news for you."
"Is it good news?"
"I think so."
"Then spit it out, Pep!" He exclaims, excitedly.
"I'm pregnant." I reply, somewhat nervously.
"You're pregnant?" I nod. He falls to the floor with a telltale thump.
"Tony!" I shout. "JARVIS, can you get the rest of the team up here please."
"Right away, Mrs. Stark." After about five minutes, the whole team is coming out of the elevator.
"What happened, Pep?"
"Well, I told him some news and he kind of fainted." Out of the corner of my eye, I see Clint and Natasha share a knowing smirk.
"What sort of news, Lady Pepper?"
"I'm pregnant." I reply offhandedly, before realising what I just said.
"Cough it up, Steve." Both Clint and Natasha say at the same time. Steve takes out his wallet and hands twenty dollars to each of them.
"You guys had a bet? On what?"
"Well, Clint got really drunk and decided to bet on how long it would take him to get you pregnant. We won." Natasha explains.
"You won what, Spidey?" Tony asks, coming around.
"A bet on how long it would take you to knock her up, made on your wedding day."
"That wasn't a dream?" He asks, turning to me. The rest of the team file away into the elevator.
"No, Tony. It wasn't a dream." I say sadly. I guess he doesn't want it.
"Good." He replies. "I'm glad it's not a dream. If it was, then I would be sad." I turn around and smile. I run straight into his arms and hug him. He picks me up, with my legs wrapped around his waist and hugs me tight, before releasing me suddenly.
"Did I hurt it?" He asks, with a genuine worried look on his face.
"Not one bit." I smile, thinking about how great a father he is going to be. "You are going to be such a great father, Anthony Stark."
"You are going to be a great mother, Pepper Stark." His face lights up with an idea.
"No Tony, you may not build our child a Iron Man suit."
"Come on, Pep. I'll make it safe."
"No, come on. We have to go talk to the team now."
"Fine." He replies, running to catch up to me and wrapping his arm around my waist. "I love you." He whispers in my ear, "and I love you too." He says, kissing my still flat stomach.
"We love you too."
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