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[I have three projects that are 30% of my grade without topics and one of them is in French but what do I decide to do I instead? Update all my fics.

Don't follow my footsteps]. [2019: Girl, you never left your footsteps].

Mark XIX: Names & More Names

"Oh, Pepper!" Tony sings (not on key) with glee as he walks in the room.

Pepper gives him her usual look that reads what stupid act of felony did you commit this time? Although after another scan of his face, her usual look turned into a scowl because she has an idea of what happened and she already hates it.

"I swear to Thor that if you built an Iron Man suit for our daughter I will have him shove it up your ass," Pepper threatens, resting a hand on her bump.

His glee drifts away as his head lowers and he begins to sulk away. "...nevermind."

"Tony Stark!"

He faces her again with a smile. "Kidding!"

Pepper narrows her eyes in disbelief.

"No, I swear." He puts his hands up. "I'm a hundred percent serious. I would never do that for her. She'll be smart enough to do it herself. Anyways, I was actually thinking of baby names."

Her eyebrows perk up. "I was just running a few by my head. Some were bland and only sounded nice but I want a name that has more of a meaning for us."

"Like a philosophical meaning?"

"No. A meaning that we'll remember for longer than a week after we sign her birth certificate."

"Oh!" He exclaims as he places himself next to her. He raises his hands as if to show her something amazing in the air. She looks up to see his vision. "How about we name the baby after me? That's a name we'll remember forever."

"Tony, no." Her usual unemotional response to anything stupid Tony says. That's basically anything that comes out of his mouth in her opinion.

"Pepper, yes." His usual response to her unemotional one. He claims his ideas are gold although she says his ideas are copper.

"Are you still oblivious to the fact that we're having a girl?"

"No, no, Pep. Not Tony with a y at the end. Toni with an I at the end. T-O-N-I. Antonia Stark."

Pepper looks at him like that was the most stupid thing he's ever said. And that's saying a lot since this guy never stops talking. It's not that she doesn't like the name, she just doesn't want Tony's narcissism to surpass what it's already reached. And she feels like the child will be more like him so she wants to try and hinder that extreme as much as she can.

"I like the name Antonia," he says.

"I can't even handle one Tony," Pepper says, making him laugh a little. "What makes you think I can handle a miniature version of you with the only difference being the gender and slight spelling?"

"You've done well with me so far," he says, trying to convince her although it's not working. And probably won't, at this point.

"What about Maria?" Pepper suggests.

Tony's hesitant. "You want to name our baby after my mother?"

"You said she was a saint and I think it's a beautiful name."

"It is. But in the future, when I, for example, call my daughter from across the tower, I'd be yelling, Maria! and it'd be like back in the day whenever my father would call my mother. That is when the old man was home."

Pepper rubs his arm. "Don't be negative about it. I've seen pictures and you and your father look so much alike."

"You're the millionth person who's told me that."

"Because it's true."

"I'm surprised I wasn't named after him."

"I'd be surprised if our daughter says the same thing one day."

Tony looks at the baby bump. The growing baby bump. His baby is in there. No, correction, his baby girl is in there. He's going to be a father and he doesn't want to be a fatherly figure like his dad was to him. His old man was absent and alcoholic. He wonders if he'll end up like that sometimes but then remember what he told Fury, he's a changed man. Sure, some old habits like alcoholism might make an appearance every now and then, but he'll always be there.

His daughter will love him as he loves her.

He smiles and places both hands on the bump. Pepper places hers on top and the couple smile at each other.

"We're your parents, baby girl., Tony whispers to their future daughter. "We'll take care of you when you arrive, don't worry. Say, while you're listening, how do you feel about the name, Toni?"

Pepper smacks his arm. Tony rubs it and sticks out his tongue.

"You could be named after me," Tony adds thinking it'll persuade the fetus in some way. "How about you say nothing to represent yes and kick to represent

no."

Pepper stares at him and his anticipation. They both know the baby hasn't kicked yet. Tony thinks he can win easily that way.

"You're so -" Pepper starts before getting cut off by the baby. "Did you feel that?!"

"Yes!" Tony exclaims. "Oh my god, our baby kicked. She kicked Pepper!"

"Perfect timing," Pepper adds. "She gets that punctuality from me."

He groans. "I can never win, can I?"

"Nope," she responds excitedly. "How about the name, Maria, baby girl?"

The baby kicks again and Tony starts laughing. Pepper looks at him and they both laugh together.

"Picking a name is going to be harder than we thought," Pepper states.

"She doesn't even like my ideas," Tony adds. "She gets that from you."

"She didn't like my idea either so she gets that from you."

"Hey, at least we know that this is our baby."

[Aw, cute little fluff. Again].

[The casting for RDJ and Dominic Cooper is perf. I just have to point that out].

[I actually have a reason for picking the baby name and it's a legit, more modern reason that I found a month ago. Not when I picked her name in the first place].