So here it is everybody! The sequel to My Little Girl! Long time huh?
Now the reasoning behind the name! First off, the translation of it is My Little Star. So the winner for this one is…SEVVUS! The reason it is in Latin is because of another reviewer who gave her ideas in Latin and I really like using Latin.
Also THANK YOU to Pyrrhos for helping me with the Latin. I had messed up on the original titles and they helped me a bunch! THANK YOU!
What I think is a really good idea, is the reward for helping me. I will be posting oneshots throughout the rest of Adrian's stories. The people's titles I choose, get to be in those oneshots. I will private message you later, and figure out what kind of character you want. So…congratulations! These congratulations go out to, SEVVUS, SIBIANA, AND FAITHFUL5!
By the way, it took a lot of careful consideration, especially since the titles you gave me were so good. You helped me not only with this story, but also the oneshots, AND eventual Infinity Wars. I am still looking for suggestions for Civil War though. As well as when she eventually does reconnect with the Wizarding World. Plus Avengers 2! So help!
And also please thank AnarchicMuse, because without her, this would really really suck. ANARCHICMUSE RULES!
And now without further ado…
Disclaimer: I do not claim ownership of the Marvel series or the Harry Potter series. The character of Adrian Stark is mine though, so don't even try it!
[Adrian]
I probably looked very odd if anyone came in. I was sitting in the living room and I was staring at the mirror in front of me. Not to mention, I was covered in tinsel.
I was originally trying to finish decorating the Christmas tree before Papa came up, but I really wanted to continue the lesson that Uncle Loki left off at before he and Uncle Thor left.
Apparently, having an alien invasion on Earth spooked all of the Nine Realms and they had to a) fix it and b) prove Uncle Loki was not insane and wanting to enslave everything in sight.
Yeah, after almost half a year I am comfortable with calling them Uncle or Aunt in Aunt Natasha's case. Although I still call Pepper, Miss Pepper. Aunt just does not suit her, at least to me. I do not really know what to call her yet.
She was the one who suggested we go back to the Malibu home for Christmas. I thought it was so funny that we were in a sunny place for Christmas.
Since New York I have been slowly getting better about interacting around people. Miss Pepper and Papa already thought I was ready to start school! The thing is my intelligence placed me at an 8th grade level…at 7. So the elementary school Miss Pepper found for me was out of the question. Her and Papa were trying to find a place that I could go to that would help me rather than hurt me.
I continued staring at the mirror, and more importantly my hair. In our last lesson, Uncle Loki said I could start to change different features, like my hair color or my eye color. My magic was apparently capable of slight metamorphous abilities, which was super exciting to Papa and I.
Papa has come to every magic lesson I had, no matter how sad he was. Papa's been sad a lot lately. Especially since the anniversary of last year was approaching. Most nights he was either in his lab or in my room with me. Not sleeping, just lying next to me. I knew Miss Pepper missed him.
Miss Pepper says I am sometimes too observant for my age. Then she just hugs me.
I looked at the page of my spell book one more time. Uncle Loki had given me the book for my birthday and there were so many interesting things to read in it!
"Focus Adrian" I told myself, staring at the mirror. I was just trying to make my hair like Papa's, at least in color.
He has not left his lab in three days. My magic always seemed to make him happy enough to leave the lab, if only for a little while.
It is not like Papa does not pay attention to me. It is just…Papa cannot forget the vortex. He is scared. Kind of like I used to be.
I looked harder in the mirror. I should have a "totem." That is what Uncle Loki calls it anyway. It is supposed to be something I can focus on and has some of my magic embedded in it.
I took a deep breath and looked at the mirror one more time. If I did not have a physical totem, maybe I could have a mental one.
I wanted to do this for Papa. So let's focus on Papa. I could feel the magic start up in my body. It kind of felt like a river going all up and down my body and left my toes tingly. In the mirror I saw my emerald green eyes begin to glow. I then focused my magic to head to my hair. My scalp felt tingly now, but I kept focusing on the color of Papa's dark mocha hair.
Magic was all about will and intent. Will and intent. Then slowly but surely my rose red hair slowly started to turn brown. In a matter of seconds my hair looked exactly like Papa's.
I quickly jumped off the couch and ran down to Papa's lab. Music was playing and I saw Papa dancing on his launch pad. Parts of the suit were laying on the table in front of him. He pointed his arm at the table, but nothing happened.
"Crap." I heard him mutter and he hit his arm on this little…silver thing…in his arms. There were multiple ones. He pointed his arm again and the arm shot out and attached itself to Papa.
So the things in his arms were connected to the suits. Almost like the bracelets he used last year in the Battle of New York. Is it bad that they gave me the creeps?
Papa took a deep breath and then he pointed his arm again. Instantly, a part of his suit flew over to him and attached to his arm. It extended to his arm and shoulder and when he did it again the second part connected so he now had a full arm of armor. I was watching from my vantage point, wide-eyed.
Papa laughed a little and was looking at his arm in awe. He was certainly obsessed with his suits.
"Alright we got this JARVIS. Send 'em all." Papa said holding his arms out with a smile on his face. For a split second he looked like he did before the vortex.
Fast as lightning, the newest model of the Iron Man suit flew to my Papa in pieces, connecting and interlocking together to form the suit as a hole. Of course some of it did crash into other parts of the room.
"Probably a little fast. Slow it down. Slow it down just a-"
Papa was interrupted by having to duck so he missed one of the parts flying at him.
Usually I love seeing how the Iron Man suits come together. But lately I noticed Papa was making them faster and faster. He didn't take as much time as he did on the original ones and to me the newest ones were shoddy in comparison to the others.
The original set of suits could survive missiles, bombs, the fiercest of fires, even the harshness of space! During one of Papa's test runs a couple of weeks ago, he nearly got killed because one of the military's drones hit him and half the suit fell apart!
Not that I am going to tell him that. I don't want him to be mad at me.
The face mask was now hovering a few feet away from Papa.
"Come on. I ain't scared of you." Papa taunted. Immediately the mask flew over and Papa did a flip in the air to grab it then put it on.
"I am the best." Papa said proudly.
Then a stray piece of the suit flew into the air and hit Papa, knocking him down. The entire suit fell apart and Papa only maintained the helmet. Knew it. Papa is getting shoddy. That is terrifying.
"As always sir it was a great pleasure watching you work." JARVIS said, pretty sarcastically. Even JARVIS knew something was up.
Maybe Uncle Bruce could help. Sure he wasn't a therapist, but he was a doctor.
"Noted JARVIS". Papa said frustrated. He took the helmet off and threw it to the other side of the room. The loud bang made me flinch, but I quickly put myself back together. After all I came down here to show Papa my work.
"Working hard or hardly working Papa?" I asked him, stepping out of my spot. I was facing his back so he didn't see me yet, but I could tell he was smiling. He was fiddling with one of his fancy computer things in his hands.
"A little bit of both munchkin as always." He said, turning around with a smile, but he froze when he looked to me.
{Tony}
Maybe not sleeping for 72 hours was not the brightest idea I had. Maybe if I stay with Addy tonight I can get some sleep. But I haven't slept next to Pepper in days.
Sneak Addy into our room? Problem solved and I can maybe get my girls to stop worrying so much about me. I was fine. Completely fine.
I took my Stark Tablet and quickly searched for the trackers in Addy's headband and Pepper's necklace. Thankfully Pepper was busy working in her office and her vitals were normal. Perfect.
Now to Addy. Addy was…in the lab?
"Working hard or hardly working Papa?" a sweet little voice said from behind me. I couldn't help the smile that came onto my face.
"A little bit of both munchkin as always." I said, turning around, but I froze when I saw Addy.
My munchkin was as cute as a button, all the time. From her porcelain pale skin to her glowing emerald green eyes. Pepper dressed her up like the zany princess she was and today Addy was wearing rainbow zebra stripped tights, a black bouncy skirt, and a long sleeved pink Iron Maiden limited edition shirt. Today Addy had on her Iron Man converse. Chip off the old block.
What caught me by surprised was her hair. Addy had hair as red as a rose. But now her hair was like mine. That dark mocha brown that reminded you of coffee or freshly dug soil in a garden. It was shortened now to her ears and was sticking up everywhere. Her bangs were now as shaggy as they could be and they made her look even more mischievous.
She looked like she could very well be my child. More than she already was at least.
"Do you like it?" she asked with a shy smile on her face.
"Like it?" I said, getting up. I opened my arms and she ran into them with a laugh. I swung her into the air, laughing along with her and she wrapped her arms around my neck.
"It is amazing Addy. Did you use your magic?" I asked her. She nodded with the biggest grin.
"Uncle Loki taught me before he left so I could practice on something." She explained.
"and you learned it already?" I said in awe. She nodded in excitement. "That is amazing munchkin! You are doing so well." I praised, kissing her on the cheek. She blushed bright red and nuzzled my cheek.
"Wait till Pepper sees you!" I told her. She giggled. I started walking up the stairs to the kitchen. I'll be damned if I couldn't make my kid some lunch.
"She'll be so surprised!" Addy said in excitement.
"Hey why don't you switch back for a little bit, Pepper comes home, and you show us both how you did it?" I asked.
A frown came across Addy's face and her eyes went wide.
"What's wrong sweetheart?" I asked her. She bit her lip.
"I kind of…sorta…don't know how to switch back yet." She said with a sheepish look on her face.
I couldn't help it. I laughed my butt off. I had to hold onto the railing so we both didn't fall. Addy quickly soon followed me into laughing like a lunatic.
When we calmed down I put her back into her tinsel mountain and went to the kitchen to make some good old mac and cheese.
"Hey Addy do you want to turn on the TV? I'm pretty sure that Hotel Transylvania is on. Don't want to miss that do you?" I said, finishing with a smile as I got the pot out. I could hear her scrambling for the remote.
Hotel Transylvania is her favorite movie right now.
A few minutes went by and the noodles were boiling in the pot. I could hear the happy go lucky movie going on and then all of a sudden all went quiet.
"Addy?" I called out. No answer. Then my watch started beeping, the one connected to my tablet. I looked down only to see that Addy's vitals were going through the roof.
"Addy!" I shouted, running from the kitchen, not caring that I made the pot fall off the stove. I got to the living room only to see her pale, staring wide-eyed at the TV.
Images were flashing across the screen. From wholesome family scenes to mass destruction. I ran over and wrapped her in my arms, blocking her from seeing, but not from hearing.
This man, tan with a long beard and black sunglasses was the main person talking on the screen.
"Some people call me a terrorist, I consider myself a teacher. America, ready for another lesson. In 1864 in Sand Creek Colorado the U.S. military waited till the friendly Cheyenne braves all gone hunting, waited to attack and slaughter their families left behind, and claim their land. Thirty-nine hours ago the Ali Al Salem Air Base in Kuwait was attacked."
I couldn't take my eyes away from the screen, never mind that Addy was shaking in my arms.
"I…I…I did that." He sounded so smug.
"A quaint military church filled with wives and children, of course. The soldiers were out on maneuver, the braves were away. President Ellis you continue to resist my attempts to educate you, sir. And now, you've missed me again. You know who I am, you don't know where I am, and you'll never see me coming."
Then the screen went black. In seconds the movie was back on, but Addy wasn't releasing me any time soon.
"Why don't we go try to salvage lunch munchkin?" I asked her. She just wrapped her arms around me and I took us to the kitchen.
The mac and cheese was ruined, but I remembered the chicken and rice we had last night that Addy seemed to love. I began to heat that up instead. I had become a master of making food single-handedly…literally.
"Papa." Addy muttered quietly. I looked down to her. She was tracing her fingers over my arc reactor.
"Yeah munchkin?" I asked.
"Is Uncle Rhodey's boss' gonna stop that guy or are they gonna make you and everyone else do it again?" she asked. I sighed into her hair.
Needless to say, Adrian was not impressed with how our government worked. At least a seven year old knew something was wrong.
"I hope so munchkin. I'm not leaving you if it's the last thing I do." I said, pressing a kiss to her forehead.
"Good. Make them take care of themselves." She muttered.
"Hey enough of that. Just think of how surprised Pepper is gonna be when she sees your hair." I told her. A big smile went across her face and I knew this guy had left her mind for now.
I better call Rhodey. Fast.
"She's gonna freak!" Addy said, delighted. I grinned back and agreed with her.
For now it was munchkin time.
I did it! I hope it was really good! I really want to do the story justice. But now the sequel has officially started guys! I'm excited. Thank you all for your continued support!
