*Age 9*
Tony glances at Margo out of the corner of his eye, making sure she's okay. He pours seven glasses of lemonade and places them on a tray. "Margo, why don't you go ahead and head for the roof? Everyone else is already up there, I'll be there soon." Tony grabs the tray and heads after Margo to the rooftop. It was Margo's idea to have the family spend Fourth of July together, and what better way to do that than a cookout? "I've got lemonade." Tony announces as he holds out the tray and places it on the table. Tony doesn't allow ANYONE, not even him, to drink alcohol in front of Margo, not until she's older and knows what it is.
"Took you long enough." Clint mutters, grabbing a glass of the yellow liquid and tying the black apron around himself. "Why am I the one grilling again?" Tony can't grill to save his life, but Clint can.
"Because you can grill, I can't." Tony explains, handing Margo a glass before sitting in an Adirondack chair next to Bruce. "Hey there big guy. Enjoying yourself?"
Bruce removes his sunglasses and turns his head slightly so he can see Tony. "I'm really enjoying myself." Bruce says, putting his sunglasses back on and turning back around so sun hits his face.
Tony laughs at Bruce before putting his own sunglasses on and settling happily into the comfortable chair. Letting the sun hit his face he smiles, this is definitely perfect. Tony hears a small scream and sits up in his chair, looking around for Margo. He finds her happily sitting on Thor's shoulders. "Thor, what are you doing?" He asks, raising an eyebrow at the demi-god.
"I am letting her sit on my shoulders." Thor explains as he leans over the edge of the roof. "Look how small those people look!" Thor points out to Margo.
Margo giggles and leans over Thor's shoulders, also looking at the small people below.
"Thor! Back up! What if she-" Before Tony can finish his sentence Margo is slipping from Thor's shoulders, and over the side of the building. Before she goes too far though Thor catches her and slings her back on his shoulders. "Jesus!" Tony says, pulse ringing in his ears as he tries to return his heart rate to a normal pace. "Thor, you better be glad you caught her." Tony warns, placing his sunglasses back on his face and trying to relax back into the chair.
Margo hops off Thor's shoulders, running up to Natasha, who is laying on a blanket. "Aunt Natasha will you teach me more ninja moves?"
Natasha laughs and nods. "Sure thing Margo!"
Tony sighs, last time Natasha taught her a ninja move the poor girl twisted her ankle and couldn't walk for a week. That was also the week Margo made Steve carry her everywhere. Tony watches out of the corner of his eye as Natasha teaches Margo how to do some strange kick Tony's never seen before.
"Foods on!" Clint yells, sitting a plate of burgers on the picnic table on the rooftop. Clint fishes around for something before smiling at Margo. "And we've got Marshmallows!" He says, holding up the bag of fluffy white treats.
Margo rushes over to Clint, completely forgetting about the ninja move Natasha is teaching her. "Yay Marshmallows!" She plops down at the picnic table, looking at everyone. "Well...what are you waiting for?"
Everyone lets out a small laugh and joins Margo at the picnic table, each grabbing one of Clint's burgers and some chips.
Margo munchies happily on her chips, taking a small bite of her burger. "Daddy, when do the fireworks start?"
"At ten o'clock Princess." Tony answers, taking a bite of his burger and chewing. He swallows before he continues talking. "Maybe a little before."
If there's one thing Margo loves its fireworks, the girl absolutely adores fireworks, and no one can figure out why. "Uncle Steve, can I sit on your shoulders to watch the fireworks?" Margo questions, giving Steve her best puppy dog eyes.
Steve looks thoughtful for a moment before smiling. "Sure thing Margo."
Margo smiles happily at Steve. "Happy Birthday Uncle Steve. How old are you?" They'd celebrated Steve's Birthday earlier in the day, but Margo just likes telling people Happy Birthday.
Steve laughs; this is the seventh time Margo has told him that today. "Thank you Margo. I'm old enough, that's for sure."
After eating everyone gathers around the still lit grill and roasts marshmallows. Some making smores, while others just eat the marshmallow.
Margo perches herself happily on Steve's shoulders while roasting her marshmallow. "Want one?" She asks, pointing the marshmallow at Steve's face and the super solider shakes his head thanking her anyway.
"Princess." Tony says, eating his own marshmallow (he's not very fond of the fluffy treats). "The fireworks are going to start in about a minute."
Steve turns so Margo is now facing the direction the fireworks are suppose to go off. Margo snuggles onto Steve's neatly combed hair, ready for the fireworks to start.
The fireworks start and all seven people stand extremely close to one another, leaning on the edge of the rooftop. The brightly colored lights start to fill the sky and everything seems to calm down. The streets don't seem as busy, and the people down below don't seem to be so rushed anymore.
Halfway through the show Margo switches from Steve's shoulders to Tony's, happily laying her head on his. "Thanks Daddy." She mumbles, yawning.
Tony grins up at Margo, the cookout, fireworks, even the marshmallows where all thanks to Tony. He wanted everything to be perfect for his little girl after all. "You're welcome Princess."
Margo smiles, red lights of the fireworks lighting up her face, and she turns back to the show in front of her. This was definitely the perfect way to spend the Fourth of July.