Wow love all the nice reviews I gotten for these kids. 6 people and 10 reviews thanks everyone.
I hope you like this one just as much. I know I love writing these kids. Mike and Emily will probably be most featured because I know those 2 the best.
He couldn't believe his luck. He even was having a great morning playing video games with Johnny. So why did it all have to go downhill?
The two had paused the games for a quick snack. They weren't allowed junk food unless it was dessert or they asked permission so Michael whipped up a large fruit bowl with watermelon, grapes and strawberries.
"Least fruit is yummy unlike vegetables" Johnny said. The twelve year old chuckled. "Yeah…I mean I like carrots and corn but forget the green stuff" he said.
"Amen dude…now if only our parents would see our valid point" Johnny said and Mike laughed again.
Just then Emily wandered into the living room as the boys returned to their game.
"Ooh can I have some fruit and watch you plays?" the four year old asked.
Both nodded as they paused to look at her. "Sure kiddo…help yourself" Mike said and Emily grabbed a little of everything.
She was fine with the grapes and watermelon but had never had a strawberry before.
She ate it and then she couldn't breathe. "He…help me" she stammered and both turned to her.
"Oh no! She's allergic to strawberries like momma!" Johnny yelled.
Michael quickly scooped her up and ran for the labs. "Uncle Tony help!" he screamed after he punched in the code.
Bruce got out a first aid kit which had pens for allergic reactions. He gave the girl a shot and slowly Emily went back to normal.
She sobbed hysterically though so Tony cuddled her tightly. He walked around the lab slowly rubbing her back. "It's okay princess daddy has you now" he whispered to her.
By that time Michael disappeared from the room. Emily soon calmed down and Tony handed her to Bruce.
"I'll go see if he's okay, keep my kids occupied" he told him. Bruce nodded and got out another bag from the storage closet. It had coloring books and crayons just for cases like this.
Tony found Michael in his room under the covers. They were over his head and he pulled them off. Michael had his back to him and Tony could hear him sniffling.
"What's wrong bud?" he asked. Michael whimpered something and Tony strained to hear him.
"Please turn and face me Mikey…I can't hear you buddy" he told him and the boy rolled over.
"I said I'm sorry Uncle Tony" he said. Tony raised a brow. "Why? You didn't do anything wrong" he asked.
"But its my job to care for the mini's and be the leader just like my dad! And I failed to keep Emily safe!" he said and then started to sob.
Tony scooped up the twelve year old and sat him on his lap. He hugged and comforted the boy like he did with his little girl.
"Hey its okay pal…you didn't know she'd have a reaction like that" he said.
"But Aunt Pepper is allergic to strawberries…" Michael whined. "So? That doesn't mean her kids could be…their our kids, not our clones" Tony argued back. "And besides you immediately grabbed her and got her to me instead of panicking…that is what a hero does Mike and I'm proud of you for caring for my little girl so well" he added.
Michael blinked at him in shock. "Really? You're not mad at me and hate me now for letting Emily get hurt?" he asked.
Tony gasped and hugged him tighter. "Oh Michael! I could never hate my little buddy" he said and Mike hugged him back just as tight.
"Now, no more feeling sorry for yourself kiddo…I want you to go back to your video game with Johnny ok? Your not in any trouble and I still love you lots" he told him.
"Okay Uncle Tony…thanks for being so awesome" he said and pulled back to kiss his cheek. Tony kissed his forehead. "Anytime pal…anytime" he said.
Later that night at dinner it was just the Starks, and the Rogers eating. The others were busy. Tony told the other three what happened and Pepper immediately scooped up her baby.
"Oh my sweet baby! Don't worry, neither of us will ever touch a nasty strawberry ever again" she cooed.
Emily giggled and hugged her mom tightly. "I know momma, but I knows if I do on accident Mikey will cares for me…he the bestest!" she said.
Steve ruffled his sons hair affectionately. "Good job son, I am so proud of you" he said.
"Thanks dad…I am just glad no one is angry with me for messing up…I try and keep the mini's from getting hurt…honest" he said.
"And you're doing fine kiddo…long as everyone is still alive and well at end of day then you've done your job" Steve told him.
Michael smiled and all his worries were gone now.
Short but sweet. What can I say? I am a sap for happy endings