Our avenger's tower was a lot emptier these days, father was always off on missions and trips with his merry crew of heroes and supreme beings. I was finally home after being gone for so long and yet I haven't had a welcome home party, not that I needed one. Tony was busy and I respected his choice in profession even if work and danger seemed to follow him home. I didn't approve of his previous profession, dealing in war wasn't something I was particularly fond of, I also don't think that Howard had That profession in mind for his son. Yeah I know Howard worked for the military and made a lot of explosive things but he was very much into his inventions.

For the past couple of years I have been far away in the top universities of the world receiving top notch education, obviously I need my education but that wasn't the only reason I was sent away. Tony didn't want me to close to the Avengers and their associates since danger always followed them, I would have preferred to stay close to dad but he wouldn't have it. Now I'm back home, the little princess is in her tower just like daddy wanted, and I'm ready and eager to help those I can.

From the window of the kitchen I saw the jet land on the pad and I knew things were going to get interesting. Tony and the team rushed out of the jet and were greeted by Dr. Helen Cho. I haven't officially met the Avengers but I knew of them by proxy and through some of the dossiers my father gave me access to. I saw Clint being wheeled out and it looked bad but since there are two certified doctors here I knew he'd pull through. I prepped some welcome drinks for the crew and headed down to the team. Now was my time for proper introduction.

I sneaked into the room with my tray of champagne and maneuvered to my father handing him a glass. "Hey princess I wasn't sure if you were gonna be home. I probably should have called to give you some warning."

"Hey don't worry about it, I've missed you too dad." I gave him a quick peck on the cheek before moving around the room to the different heroes handing them their drinks. "Here's your beverage Mr. Barton."

"Sweetheart it's just Clint, every time you call me Mr. Barton I feel like an old man. We've been at this for near 2 years now." Clint and I laughed for a moment while I finished my rounds. I had to start preparing the food now, Tony would no doubt be having a party with the completion of his mission. This mission that I know completely nothing about, it has nothing to do with Loki's magic stick and some ex-Shield operatives, yep totally know nothing.

"Clint remember that your talking to my daughter, only I can call her sweetheart. Don't you have a girlfriend or something?" There came my father's voice, oh dear did everyone need to know I wasn't just one of the Stark enterprise interns. There was a some gasps by the few that didn't know who I was and I was instantly branded, oh whatever it didn't really bother me, they were gonna find out eventually.

"I don't have one of those Stark." There was a general disbelief of the team that someone as good as Clint wouldn't have a girl on his arm but then again good old captain here didn't have anyone either.

My tray was empty and I needed to go back to the kitchen to get started on the party food, Tony would no doubt be ordering some food but I still wanted to make something, everyone loves my cooking and that wasn't a brag or anything. I was an apprentice under some of the world's most known chefs so I have some cooking skills under my superhero utility belt. "Anyway guys I'm going to retire to the kitchen to start the food, if you need anything come to me."

I returned to the kitchen with Tony on my tail we started to pull out all the snack foods we could find, I knew some of the things that the team liked which made things easier. Tony helped me to throw together a quick batch of pancakes for Steve and the other easily pleased team members and for Thor we had a whole pantry full of every single type of pop tart out there. Next on the list of things to do I had to cook up enough coffee for the room and surely

that wouldn't be enough to keep them satisfied. I wasn't exactly scared to meet them, maybe a bit nervous since I wanted to make a good impression to this incredible team of heroes. I knew they were simple people like me underneath it all... well except for the god.

"Yeah come on, don't worry about it. There aren't nearly as scary as they look. You handled them very well when you served us our drinks." Tony tried to ice my nerves but nothing could do that since I was going to surrounded by actual heroes

"You saying I'm not scary stark, without your suit I could take you in less than a second." That was the red head who came up the stairs to the proper kitchen. She had envious assets that was for sure but nothing that made me feel exactly inferior, she was definitely a sort of role model to me since I first read the basics of her dossier. "Thanks for the champagne good choice by the way."

"Well forgive me for not having the exact physical status as you, your highness... Your still not scary though you try to be." Much to my embarrassment he pulled me to his side doing that whole daddy daddy thing. Normally I wouldn't have had a problem with it but since it was in front of the infamous Black Widow.

I wiggled out of his grasp by elbowing his side and straightened myself out before extending a hand to the redhead. "Hey yeah I'm Liana, it's such an honour to finally be meeting to you."

The redhead took my and into a very firm grip and shook it curtly with the utmost professionalism. "Natasha." She said in response. "Tony here's been a bit of a menace so I can only feel a little empathy to you having to deal with him on your own."

We both laughed and Tony huffed as he liked to when he was the one getting poked at, he eventually went back to cooking while I got a bit more acquainted with the Russian assassin. She seemed pretty interesting on a personal level, I thought that this whole professional act she was doing was going to be staying but it quickly wore off much to my delight. I could easily see us being actual friends in the future but she no doubt will be a busy person. While growing up I lacked in the friend department since most kid knew I was a Stark which meant I was big money, everyone wanted to be my friend but not one that would have my back, they just wanted the claim of being friends with the Stark kid.

"What can I cook for you? I need to go shopping but I'm sure I can throw something together to your satisfaction."

"I'd kill for a coffee." There was a brief silence because the tone of her voice was so convincing but I quickly caught on and started laughing with her. "I'm going to go get settled below, we'll talk later when your done in the kitchen."

"Sounds good." And at that she spun on her heel and headed for the stairs and moved towards the lounge where I could hear the full crowd of people. I needed to get this feast together because the family was no doubt in need of some food and downtime.