A/N: Thank you to everyone who reviewed, alerted this story, or favorite this story! I didn't expect to get such a great reaction! And speaking of reactions, did anyone see the new Avengers trailer? That was the best trailer ever! So here is chapter two and I hope you like it.

Disclaimer: I do not own Marvel… only Kaycee.

~The Young Stark~

When Kaycee woke up, she felt more refreshed and less tired. She sat up from where she was lying on her bed and swung her long tan legs to the edge of the it. After rubbing her face with her hands for a minute trying to fully wake up, she looked at her Stark phone which read 2PM.

"Jarvis," Kaycee spoke while stretching her arms and legs. "do you know where my dad is?"

"Your father is in his workshop, miss Stark." replied the British voice known as Jarvis.

She thanked the automatic voice as she searched around her room for a change of clothes. Once she changed into a pair of denim shorts and a white v- neck top, she grabbed her Stark phone and headed down the stairs, her long dark curls bouncing.

After climbing down the stairs, Kaycee finally reached the glass door that separated the workshop from the rest of the house. She entered the pass code into the panel and the door opened before her.

Tony was sitting at his desk, not noticing that she even entered the workshop and was looking at his glowing chest plate intently. He looked… worried.

"Um, Dad?" Kaycee spoke up causing Tony to jump from where he sat.

"Gahhhhh!" Tony was startled. "Oh, god, Kaycee you scared the crap out of me!"

"Sorry, I just assumed Jarvis warned you that I was coming." she said. "Are you okay? You looked worried."

"Nope, Jarvis didn't." he replied. "And yeah, I'm fine, really. What about you? Did you get your nap out of the way?"

"Yes and I feel so much better." she smiled. "What are you doing?" she looked at the computer screens that sat in front of him. He quickly cleared the screens.

"Nothing," he covered. "Its nothing."

"O…K…" before she could say anything else, Jarvis announced that Pepper was entering the workshop,

When Kaycee looked at the door, Pepper was entering the code to come in and she did not look very happy.

"I'll be over there." Kaycee gestured towards the couch in the entertainment area.

"Is this a joke?" she heard Pepper ask just as she sat down on the couch. "What are you thinking?"

"What?" Tony asked as Pepper walked to where he was sitting at his desk.

"What are you thinking?" she questioned again.

"Hey, I'm thinking I'm busy." Tony stood up and walked around his desk. "And you're angry about something. Do you have the sniffles? I don't want to get sick. Keep your distance."

"Did you just donate our entire modern art collection to the…"

"Boy scouts of America?" Tony answered as he walked through the workshop and was playing with the hollow grams. "Yes. It is a worthwhile organization. I didn't physically check the crates but, basically, yes. And its not our collection, its my collection. No offense."

Tony continued to crumble the holograms like they were paper and toss them into a holographic trash bin.

"No, you know what? I think I'm actually entitled to say our collection. Considering the time that I put in , over ten years, curating that." Pepper shot back.

Tony turned around to face her. "It was a tax write-off. I needed that."

As Kaycee listened to the two of them bickering back and forth, she found a small hologram near by. She stood up from the couch, lifted her hand up to reach it, and brought it down to crumble it in her hands. Lifting her arm back, Kaycee threw the hologram, with such force, across the room where the target had been waiting. The crumbled hologram made it into the target and dinged!

"Nice shot!" Tony called to his daughter as Pepper continued to follow him around.

Kaycee smiled and sat back down. Before she knew it, her father was stepping pass her carrying a portrait of Iron Man.

"No no no no no!" Pepper was right next to Tony. "You are not taking down Barnett Newman and hanging that up!"

"I'm not taking it down." Tony hopped onto the counter next to the television. "I'm just replacing it with this."

"Okay, fine." said Pepper giving up. "My point is, we have already awarded contracts to the to the wind farm people."

"Yeah, don't say wind farm." Tony replied while setting up the new portrait. "I'm already feeling gassy."

"And to the plastic plantation tree," continued Pepper. "Which was your idea, by the way. Those people are on pay roll…"

"Everything was my idea." Kaycee rolled her eyes at that comment.

"And you won't make a decision!""I don't care about the liberal agenda anymore. Its boring. Boring. I'm giving you a boring alert. You do it." Tony jumped down and landed in front of Pepper.

"I do what?" Pepper asked.

"Excellent idea. I just figured this out. You run the company." Tony said. "Pepper, I need you to run the company."

"Yeah, I'm trying to run the company."

"Well stop trying do it and do it."

Wait…Pepper run the company? Kaycee asked herself. Did Dad just give his company to away?

Kaycee was shook from her thoughts when she heard her father speaking again.

"I hereby irrevocably appoint you chairman and CEO of Stark Industries effective immediately." Tony announced before taking a seat next to Kaycee. "Yeah, done deal. Okay?"Pepper looked speechless as one of Tony's robots, You, brought over a tray holding two glasses and a bottle of champagne.

"I've actually given this a fair amount of thought, believe it or not." Tony reached past Kaycee to grab the tray and set it down on the coffee table. "Doing a bit of headhunting, so to speak, trying to figure out who a worthy successor would be. I was thinking of Kaycee, but she's too young. And then I thought of you, it's you." He popped the cork of the bottle of champagne. "I thought there would be a legal issue but actually I'm capable of appointing my successor. My successor being you."Pepper had taken a seat across from the two Starks, not taking her eyes off of Tony. He stood up and handed one glass to Pepper and held the other one to himself.

"Congratulations, Pep!" Kaycee smiled.

'I don't know what to think." Pepper said smiling, almost crying.

"Don't think just drink," Tony instructed. Both adults clinked glasses and took a sip.

Kaycee couldn't help but feel a bit awkward as the two adults drank to celebrate. Legally, she couldn't drink.

I need friends…

~The Young Stark~

Happy ducked from another one of Kaycee's punches as she kept them coming. Happy was helping Kaycee in her kick boxing.

Unfortunately, Happy didn't duck from her next punch, which he took to the side of the head. Kaycee immediately stopped.

"I'm so sorry," Kaycee apologized, quickly.

"No it's okay." Happy answered. He was breathing hard, probably warn out by her constant hits and kicks. "I'm alright.""Are you sure? That looks like it really hurt." she said again. They were both wearing boxing gloves, but Happy was wearing the helmet and other safety gear.

Happy nodded before speaking. "Yeah, yeah it did. But it's fine, it's fine. Are you upset or something? You usually aren't this aggressive."

"No," she said slowly. "Well, actually yes."

"Well, then let's talk about it." he said as he leaned against the straps of the boxing ring.

Kaycee didn't know if she wanted to tell Happy what was going on, but then again, he was her friend. She knew she could trust him.

"It's just," she thought for a minute. "I was thinking about what it's like to be a teenager and all. And those are suppose to be the best years of your life and your suppose to share that with your friends. But, I don't really have any friends… I mean well, I do but they're all adults, you know? I've known you, Rhodey, Pepper and Dad since I was two! Maybe I need some friends my own age?"

Kaycee didn't realize that while she was explaining all this, she was pacing back and forth with her arms swinging by her sides. She felt embarrassed to tell all this to Happy, their driver/ body guard, but he was her friend.

She looked at Happy to see him staring at her . He didn't really know what to say to the teenager. He knew she was right, maybe she should have some friends her own age. He would recall some times where she was around other teenagers but she would act so… nervous? Or was awkward a better word for it?

"Well," he began, as he shook himself back to reality where Kaycee was staring at him for an answer. "have you talked to your father about this?"

"No," Kaycee muttered, not looking a him. "The only to make friends my own age is to attend school. And, let's be honest, my dad isn't going to like the idea of school since I'm already highly educated."

"Well you should still discuss this with your father. Or Pepper, she might agree with you."

Kaycee nodded. "Yeah, your right. I should."

Just as she said that, Tony came strolling into the room, greeting the two.

"Hey, Dad." Kaycee smiled, noticing Happy gesturing for her to talk with her father.

Tony hopped into the ring and gave Kaycee a high-five. "Tag team!" Kaycee exited the ring and turned around to watch her dad and Happy begin boxing.

"Hey, Dad, can I ask you something?" She asked as she nervously pulled off her boxing gloves.

"Yes, sweet daughter of mine?" he replied as he threw a few punches at Happy.

"I was wondering if," she thought of the right words. "I could possibly attend school?"

Tony stopped what he was doing and stared at his daughter. "School?" Kaycee nodded. "Why would you…"

"I need friends, Dad." she said.

"You have friends," Tony spoke. "Let's see you've got Me, Pepper, Rhodey, and Happy."

"I know but I need friends my own age," she crossed her arms over her chest.

"Kaycee, you'll be the smartest kid there! I've practically taught you everything." Tony was beginning to feel just a little bit offended. "I don't think this is such a good idea…""Dad, there are still other things to learn. I mean my education is important-" she tried to reason.

"Education is important. Although school is another matter entirely." Tony objected. "I'm sorry sweet heart but I don't think that'll be happening."

Kaycee didn't say anything for a while and Tony swore that he saw tears forming in her blue eyes, he had never seen his daughter this upset before.

"I just," she tried to speak. "I just want to fit in with the other teenagers." she turned and left the room in a rush.

"Kaycee," he tried to catch her attention before she left, but she was already gone. He had never had an argument with his daughter before. He was going to have to fix this…

A/N: So what do you think? Too emotional? Don't worry, it'll get better, I promise. So about those reviews… make sure you review haha.

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