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So ironic: Write about something ironic that happened

"Hey, beautiful." Tony gave Elena a peck on the cheek and sat down beside her. She smiled but it quickly fell at the giant stack of papers in his hands.

"What's all that?"

"I need a new CEO. Pepper's pregnant and doesn't want to work anymore; or not for me at least."

"Pepper's pregnant?"

"Yup, interesting right?"

"Yes, how do you feel about her having kids? Or just kids in general really?"

"Are you fishing? It feels like your fishing."

"I'm not fishing, I'm genuinely curious. Besides if you said you didn't want any I'm sure I could convince you somehow."

"If you must know, I really don't care about her being pregnant. I don't love her and I don't think I ever have. I'm... happy for her, but I'm pissed that she's quitting because now I need to hire someone new. If I'm honest I do want kids, in the future, maybe when I get my shit cleaned up. I can live without them but I wouldn't mind having one or maybe two? Depends on what the first one is like."

"So you don't want kids right now, is what I'm hearing?"

"Yes, that's what you're hearing." He said, already distracted by reviewing the resumes in front of him. They seemed to be people who already worked for him and people on the council.

"That's ironic." Elena commented as she rose and walked into the kitchen. A few seconds later a wide eyed Tony marched into the kitchen.

"Why is it ironic?" He seemed kind of frantic and Elena almost felt bad for not being able to tell him it was a joke.

"Did I say ironic? I meant convenient." He blew out a sigh and sat down in the stool opposite to where she stood.

"You really shouldn't make comments like that." He seemed so relieved she almost laughed in anticipation.

"Yeah sorry, it's just convenient and ironic that you said these things. I mean it's convenient that you want kids, and ironic because I'm pregnant and you wanted to wait until you get your shit sorted out." The small smile fell immediately from his face and he went deathly pale.

"You're...?"

"Pregnant? Yes, I'm pregnant; did you not catch that the first time around?"

"Ohgodohgodohgod. Fury is going to kill me. Sam is going to kill me. Natasha is going to kill me. Loki will find some kind of amusement here. Steve will give me that really disappointed frown, and is it bad that that's literally all that's bothering me about this? The possible death, laughter, and frowns; because I really should be freaking out about you being pregnant with, what I assume is, my child, right?"

"This is actually quite amusing on its own. I can't wait until we tell everyone about everything."

"I really need a drink."

"No you don't. Please don't, I don't want to be the only one who has to deal with this news sober!"

"Fine, are we going to tell them everything right away? When do you want to tell them and how are we going to go about doing it?"

and how are we going to go about doing it?"

"Let's go sit down, we need to talk about this." They walked into the living area and sat on the couch. Elena curled up into Tony and he wrapped his arms around her.

"I am happy about this you know?"

"I know, I can tell from your eyes." He kissed her then and when they parted she bit her lip. "Loki already knows, he was the one who told me, the other day when we made up and he came in as you left?"

"Oh, that was a few days ago, why the wait?"

"I wasn't sure how to tell you, as it is it just slipped out tonight."

"I think we should tell Bruce first."

"That's probably for the best. Then we can tell the team about our relationship, but not the pregnancy, I want to get some amusement out of this."

"Okay, so do we tell them during dinner? Are you still going to be going on missions?"

"Yes, and I don't know. I don't think I should, just in case, but how would I explain to Fury why I'm not showing up?"

"Why don't we tell Fury everything? He can say he's putting you on suspension or something."

"That sounds believable; I don't want to tell the team until the first three months pass. That means I need to get tested to see how far along it is. Do you think Fury will agree?"

"It's hard to tell but I think we could get him to. We should tell him before we tell Bruce anything, maybe go to base tomorrow morning to talk to him? Then talk to Bruce in the afternoon and the team at dinner."

"This is going to be a lot of secret sharing." Tony smirked and kissed Elena again. It soon spiraled out of control and they broke apart when they needed to breathe. Tony's lips weren't idle for long though, he attached himself to her neck and trail kisses up and down the column of her throat. "Bed?" Elena moaned as Tony found a particularly sensitive point on her neck.

"I don't know here seems pretty nice." He whispered before claiming her lips again. Her picked her up bridal style and walked to the bedroom. The two spent the night celebrating their impending parenthood and the announcements they were to make the next day. They didn't need to hide anymore.