*Age 12*

Tony looks up from his book when he hears a rather loud thump. He watches as his daughter stumbles down the steps, hitting the railing multiple times. "What'd you do Princess?" He asks as he inspects the now forming bruise on Margo's forehead. He feels around the lump and sighs, they'll definitely be a knot there for a while.

"Ran into the wall." She mumbles as if it's the simplest thing on earth. She walks forward, hitting the coffee table and tripping over the footstool.

"Margo!" Tony says, rushing to the girl and picking her up. "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine." Margo says, stumbling off toward the kitchen, hitting the kitchen counter more than once. She runs into the kitchen table as she walks to get a glass. She pours apple juice in the glass before running into the table once again and stumbles back into the living room.

Tony glances up from his book again and notices Margo squinting at the table before placing her glass of juice there. "You sure you're alright Princess?"

Margo nods, and squints at the book laying on the coffee table, picking it up and inspecting it. "Yeah Dad, I'm fine."

Tony sighs and goes back to his book watching again as Margo stumbles up the steps, falling twice before finally making it to the upstairs landing. Tony shakes his head, something is definitely wrong.

"She keeps running into things." Tony tells Bruce, who is helping him with his latest project. "Almost like she doesn't see them, she just smack, runs right into them."

"Just runs into things?" Bruce asks, glancing up from the computer screen.

Tony hears a rather loud thud and groans. "That's her." He turns toward the door to his lab and notices Margo basically falling down the steps and running into the glass lab doors. "Princess! Are you alright?" Tony rushes over, opening the door and pulling Margo up.

"I'm fine." Margo mumbles, rubbing her arm.

Tony sighs and inspects Margo for any bruises or possibly broken bones. He notices a darkening circle around her eye. "Looks likes you may have blacked your eye Margo."

Bruce taps his foot in a thoughtful matter. "You might want to consider taking her to the doctor Tony, she may need glasses." He also inspects Margo's now blackened eye. "And get her some frozen peas to put on that eye."

Margo shrugs and stumbles over to a chair, flopping down in it. "I'm fine Uncle Bruce, I don't need glasses."

Tony glances at Margo and shakes his head. "Yeah, I'll make an appointment for tomorrow. In the mean time young lady, lets go get you something to put on your eye." Tony grabs Margo's hand, not wanting her to fall up the steps, and drags her to the kitchen, hoping that he has frozen peas.

"This is ridiculous." Margo mumbles as she shifts in the waiting room chair.

Tony glances up from his book (he'd brought it with him just so he didn't have to read a magazine). "No, this isn't ridiculous. I don't want you hurting yourself anymore than you already have."

Margo huffs and glances at Tony. "I'm not hurting myself."

"You've blacked your own eye from running into things Margo. If that's not considered hurting yourself, what is?"

Margo stays silent, not answering Tony's question, Tony's not even too sure he wants an answer to that question.

"Miss Stark, we're ready for you." A young lady says, walking into the room.

She motions for Margo to follow her and she does, stopping when he notices Tony getting up. "Dad, what're you doing?"

"Going with you?" Tony offers.

"No way. Dad, I'm twelve, what're people going to think when my Dad has to go into the Doctors office with me?" Margo asks, tapping her foot.

"That I'm a good parent."

"Just stay here Dad, I'll be back in a little while." Margo continues following the young lady.

Tony sits and sighs, the older she gets the worse she gets.

"Mr. Stark," The doctor says, walking up to Tony. "Your daughter does indeed need glasses, she's having some focusing problems. Nothing to worry about, just means if she looks at something too long it starts to become fuzzy and unclear. The glasses will help her take the strain off her eyes."

Margo walks out from behind the Doctor, red rimmed glasses sitting on the bridge of her nose. She huffs when the doctor walks off and she's left there with Tony. "This is stupid." She mumbles, fiddiling with the glasses. "I look stupid."

Tony grins, Margo doesn't look stupid at all, the red glasses suit her very well. "No you don't Princess, the glasses are very becoming." They head out of the building, ready to head home. "Did you choose the color?"

Margo nods, getting into the passengers seat of the car. "Yeah, I did." Margo looks at herself in the reflection of the car window. "I look like an idiot."

"No you don't Princess." Tony says, rolling his eyes. "You look perfectly fine." Tony notices Margo roll her eyes and huff again, turning the radio up and ignoring her Father. Tony sighs, all this trouble over a pair of glasses. At least she'll stop running into things.