Chapter One-Twin Daughters
This story serves as an ALTERNATE chain of events to my other story, Unusual Ballerina.
What would have happened if Tony had known that he had twin daughters, and not only one? How would their lives be if Tony had to raise them both by the time they were seven, even though Audriana was a witch? This will be a series of one shots from when Chianelle died, when the twins were seven to when the girls are about fourteen. This first chapter it's only a filter chapter, the girls are five when they meet Tony. In the second chapter they will be seven. So if you have any requests for any one shots, please let me know. Also if you haven't read Unusual Ballerina, I'd suggest you speed read over the first few chapters so you wont get confused.
"I'm here to see, Tony," Obadiah Stane barked at the nervous redhead in front of him. Pepper Potts had been working at Stark Enterprises for almost a year, yet every day she felt closed to a nervous breakdown.
"Mr. Stark has ordered me no visitors," Pepper replied.
"This is important, Miss Potts," he growled.
Pepper sighed, she had to do what Obadiah said, he was the one that had hired her after all. "Mr. Stark?"
"What, Pep? I told you I don't care if it's the president of China I don't want any visitors."
"It's Obadiah," Pepper replied as she stole a glance at the man who was moving nervously from foot to foot. "He seems worried."
"Really? That's a first." Tony said surprised. "Send him in."
Pepper looked at the man to inform him that he could go in, but Obadiah stormed in inside anyway.
Pepper murmured under her breath. "Rude."
"Drink?" Tony Stark said, his lips pulling into a slow grin.
"No, thanks," Obadiah said stiffly. "We have a problem, Tony."
"I'd say, that's the first you ever rejected a drink," Tony joked.
Obadiah glared at him. "Ok, ok I'll stop joking now, what's up?"
"You remembered Chianelle Boyar, right?"
Tony stared at him blankly.
Obadiah sighed annoyed. "Ballet dancer. You meet her in Paris about seven years ago. You were married to her for less than a year. Does any of this ring the slightest of bells?"
"She's blond right?" Tony squinted trying to remember the dancer. "With. . .brown eyes?"
"Blue eyes," he scoffed. Well, at least he remembered half of the description. "Well, I hate to say this Tony, since I think this come as a surprise to you, but you had. . .children with her. Twin girls to be precise."
Tony blinked once.
Then twice
"Are you fucking serious?" Tony screeched as he grabbed a hold of the chair, he desperately wanted a drink but his glass was empty. "Are you seriously serious?"
"Of course I am," Obadiah said firmly. "Chianelle called herself, she wanted to sue you for child support, I of course didn't believe it at first, but then I got their DNA tested and their results came back positive." Obadiah slid the papers towards Tony.
Tony awkwardly looked them up. One of them was their DNA testing, the other one was a picture of two, small twin girls with their dark hair in a bun and their blue eyes shining. They each had a pink tutu and white Pointe shoes.
Even Tony could tell the characteristics these girls had of him. They had the same dark hair, the same nose, same smile.
"How old are they?" he whispered.
"Five." Obadiah said. "The one on the left is Audriana Elda Stark and the one to the right is Ariana Elizabeth Stark."
Tony couldn't stop staring at the picture. Ariana and Audriana, those little girls were his. They were his daughters. "I want to see them." he said.
Obadiah frowned. "That wont be necessary I can just wire the child support that their mother needs-"
"No, I want to see them," Tony said firmly as he stared at the picture once again. "As soon a possible."
Chianelle and the girls arrived a week later in California.
"Where are they?" he demanded of Chianelle. She hadn't changed at all. She was still tall and poise. Her lips were still pink and her blond hair was still in a bun. But she looked colder and meaner.
"They are outside with you assistant," she sneered. "I want to talk to you first. It's about Audriana."
"Talk." he crossed his arms across his chest.
"I think we need to send her away," she said. "For Ariana's sake."
"Huh? Why?" he asked confused.
"Audriana had an accident at a research lab when she was three," Chianelle responded. "That accident made her different. . .demonic. She's a witch, Tony, she can control anything with her hands, her eyes, her mind, one single temper tantrum could cost you're your life."
"A witch? Are you out of your mind?"
"Fine, don't believe me, but here's the evidence." Chianelle handed him the charts from the hospitals, all the incidents in where Audriana's powers had gone wrong, what Audriana was capable of. "I know of a well know boarding school in-"
"I'm not sending her away," Tony said firmly. "So she's different. That's what makes her unique. She needs to learn to control her power, Chianelle not run away from them."
"But she-"
"I'm not sending her away. She's just a little girl. I will help her out." he insisted.
"You live in California, we live in Paris," Chianelle snapped. "How do you expect to do that Mr. Billionaire?"
"I'll figure out a way," Tony smirked. "I always do. Now if you excuse me." He opened the door and Pepper let in two little girls with their dark hair in pigtails. They looked so identical that Tony was going to have a hard time finding out who was who.
"Hi, sweeties," Tony bended down to face them. "I'm you Daddy. Can you speak English?"
They nodded. "I'm Ariana."
"I'm Audriana."
Tony looked at his daughter that had been labeled as a witch by her own mother. An angelic face stared back at him, how bad could she really be? Tony mused.
"Why are we just meeting you Daddy?" Ariana asked him. "All my friends have daddies, why don't you live with us?"
"Because Daddy's home is here, honey," Tony said awkwardly. He felt weird being someone's daddy. "And you live in Paris. Don't you like Paris?"
Audriana nodded. "A lot. Mama takes us to the ballet all the time."
Tony smiled at them, that explained the tutus. "Do you girls like ballet?"
They nodded eagerly.
Tony held them both in his arms. "That's good because from now on you're going to be my little ballerinas."
-End of Chapter One-
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