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Chapter 6: School, Fun

Dad has been so excited that he has a daughter. For the rest of the summer he kept on asking if we could hang out. First day I was there he asked if I wanted to go to the zoo, second to go see a movie (which by the way he had to point out how movies are different from the ones in World War 2) third day we went out for ice cream, fourth day to the park, and the fifth day miniature golf. He also had a camera there to take pictures of everything we did. The sixth day was Monday. That day Tony called me down from my room.

"Yes Tony?"

"That's Mr. Stark to you, show me some respect." He growled at me.

"But that would mean I had actual respect for you." I said sitting at a stool at the counter.

He glared at me but continued.

"A letter came from a school close by to tell you about school that you've been registered in." he replied.

I was confused I hadn't applied for school yet.

"Who signed me up for school, I haven't had the time.'

He looked at me.

"Apparently your father did." He muttered.

I looked up at him and smiled.

"You know it must really bug you that dad's been spending so much time with me." I pointed out to him.

Now this was one of my favorite parts of the day, bugging the crap out of Mr. Tony Stark.

"Your point is?" he asked.

"I'm just stating a fact, every time I walk in this room with my dad you get tense and this little vein on your neck starts to bulge." I said pointing to a spot on my neck.

"Shut up."

"That's not a nice thing to say you know especially to your fiancés daughter." I said smiling.

"I don't care who you are, if you had done your research Tony Stark isn't a push over."

I smiled.

"So now we're talking in third person."

His face started to get red.

"Again who do you think you're talking to?" he growled.

"To the man who's going to ruin my dad's happiness, I did do my homework, if I didn't I wouldn't know of your past flings and mistakes."

I got up and started to walk away. I did my job of upsetting Tony, now it was time to go see dad. I walked up the stairs to his office and knocked.

"Come in." he yelled out.

I walked in and walked over to his desk and sat in the extra seat. He looked over and smiled.

"Oh, hey Chris how are you doing today?' he asked.

"Oh, I'm just fine dad I was going to go and work out after I visited you and talked about school."

"Ah yes did the letter come in from the school."

I nodded.

"Great when's your open house?" he asked.

I looked back at the letter.

"It says it's the twenty-seventh of August." I replied.

"Ah that's next week, do you mind if I go?" he asked.

He was smiling brightly. I knew he had been hanging around me a ton because he missed so many years of my life. I couldn't deprive him of this opportunity.

"Sure dad, it will be fun."

He smiled brightly.

"This is great I can't wait to tell Tony."

I froze; he wanted to take Tony to my school Open house.

"You want to take To…. I mean Mr. Stark?"

"Yeah it will be great, and don't call him that he's going to be your other father soon so try calling him dad." He told me.

I nodded trying to keep a smile on my face.

"Yeah sounds fun." I said through my teeth.

He smiled and hugged me. I hugged my dad back and he ran downstairs, most likely to go tell Tony about the "great" news. I walked out of dad's office and found the elevator. I rode down to the fifth floor which opened up to a huge training room. It had six parts for each Avenger specially designed to help each of them. I listened closely to see if anyone was down here, I heard no one so I ran over to dad's section. I picked up one of the practice shields and turned on the simulator. I watched as the pixels in the room started to change and I was waiting for the place it would send me next.

This time it put me on Jupiter. Great, Jupiter is mostly made of gas, I think. I noticed that there were little puff ball like things bouncing around the planet. If I was like any other teenage girl I would gawk over them but in my experience the cuter they are the more dangerous they could be. I walked over to one and it looked up at me. The fuzzy creature was pink and fluffy with big blue eyes. There was also a huge antenna on its head with a little green ball on top of it.

I looked down at it and flicked the little green ball on its head. They didn't seem to like that. The fuzzy creature turned black and its eyes when red. He opened his mouth wide to show me his very large and sharp teeth. This was not good. The little monster attacked me and I kicked it. It flew and hit a bunch of the other little monsters. I saw a huge dark cloud appear and I knew I was in big trouble. I started to run the other direction but they had become a wave now and were heading right towards me!

I stopped and kneeled down pulling my shield up. I prepared myself as the wave of evil little that would hit my shield. But when they were supposed to hit I didn't feel anything. I looked up and found a net holding up most of them. I looked over and found Mr. Barton. He had shot an arrow that apparently had a net in it. I frowned I thought no one was in here; he must have been in one of his perches. The simulation turned off and a booming voice echoed throughout the room.

"WINNER HAWKEYE!"

I frowned, stupid computer. I put the shield back into its spot and started to walk towards the exit. I heard him jump to the ground and jogged to catch up with me.

"Hey where you going, thought you were here to work out?" he asked.

I stopped and turned towards him.

"Well, I would have but you defeated my training simulation before I could even start." I shot back.

He stared at me.

"Oh, sorry I didn't know you had it under control by the wave of little monsters barreling towards you." He replied chuckling a little.

I pouted.

"Well, you didn't wait long enough I would have shown you that I was perfectly fine and was handling it."

He tried to hold in his amusement.

"What, you wouldn't be happy if I stepped in on your practice and shot your bow and arrow better than you did." I retorted.

This time he laughed loudly.

"But the thing is you couldn't shoot on my bow better than I could. I was angry. I hated being proven wrong. I walked over to his training area. It was filled with targets of all kinds and a practice bow. I put on one of the safety gloves and picked up the bow. I pulled the quiver of arrows up and pulled one out. I pulled back the string and aimed for one of the targets. I aimed quickly and let go. I watched as the arrow spiraled and landed smack dab in the middle of the target. He walked over and looked at me.

"Not bad but can you hit a moving target before it hits you."

He pressed a button and a target started moving towards me at great speed. I quickly pulled out another arrow and shot it. The arrow hit the middle of the target and it exploded. Mr. Barton nodded in approval.

"Not bad, really not bad but you aren't a pro like me," he gloated.

I laughed.

"A pro like you please, I've seen chipmunks throw acorns better than you can shoot arrows."

He looked at me and raised an eyebrow.

"Is that a challenge?"

I laughed.

"Bring it."

He pressed a series of buttons and multiple targets started to move throughout the room.

"Whoever shoots the least amount of targets has to do a chore of the others choice for a month."

I looked at him.

"Deal and GO!" I yelled out.

I pulled out an arrow and shot one. We started to shoot at the targets. One after one we were both eager to beat the other. I was about to shoot at one when Mr. Barton shot it before me. I glared at him but he was already off shooting at other targets. I continued and this went on for an hour. When we thought all of them were shot down Mr. Barton called out:

"Computer what's the score?"

It took a minute but the computer finally spoke.

"Chris two-hundred and Clint two hundred."

He looked confused.

"Wait we're missing one."

I looked behind him and I saw one of them hovering behind him. I aimed the arrow and looked closely at it. Mr. Barton stared at me and looked a little frightened.

"Um, Chris it's just a game no need to kill anyone."

"Just stand still I'm not going to kill you."

The room went silent and I finally released the arrow. It spiraled and it missed the target, damn it. Mr. Barton saw what I was aiming at and shot an arrow and it went through the target. I frowned beaten by him again. He smiled and laid down his bow. He walked over to me and laughed.

"Looks like you lost to the master." He said flexing his muscles.

I chuckled.

"Ha with those muscles I don't think so, what are you ninety-five pound of pure muscle."

He looked shocked.

"I'm not ninety-five pounds! Do you see these guns?"

I laughed even harder.

"You mean those twigs you call arms?"

He frowned a little but in a playful way.

"Do that again and I will make your chore ever worse." He yelled out.

"Funny, I can take I was in military school for the majority of my life I can take it." I yelled back.

He laughed.

"That's it your on laundry duty." He yelled back.

"I lived with sweaty men in school again I can take it."

"Not when it's the hulks clothes those things are hard to clean." He yelled back to me. I started to walk to the exit.

"I think I can handle it."

He ran to catch up with me and put me in a head lock. I laughed and tried to get him off of me.

"Huh are these twigs now."

"Hahahahaha Okay I admit it they aren't twigs, now let me go."

"Not on your life." He came back.

I laughed and we joked around for the rest of the afternoon. When I headed to my room I ran into Jane. Just the girl I needed to see.

"Hey Mrs. Thor do you mind if we could talk, there aren't many girls here and I can't talk to my dad about this so could we talk," I asked.

She smiled.

"Yeah Chris lets go somewhere private, so what do you want to talk about?" she asked.

I shuffled my feet.

"Um, I wanted to talk about guys."

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