{* Means rewritten}
*Tony Stark:
Tony and Pepper were sitting by the fire (?) eating their Chinese food, when Jarvis' voice rang through the air, signalling that someone wanted to be let in.
With an over dramatic sigh, Tony got up and left to answer it. The person on the other side was a woman, tall with (your skin tone) skin and a bad fake wig. But before Tony could get any words out, the woman spoke.
"The condom broke." She deadpanned.
"Excuse me?" Tony asked, confused. The woman, who remained unnamed, kept a blank look on her face and shoved a red bundle into his arms.
"This is (your name). You take good care of her." She said, a hint of tears in her eyes. She left quickly, giving you one last look, leaving before Tony could object.
She left him dumbfounded, standing there speeches for the first time in his life. He took a look down at you, seeing you looking up at him with wide (your eye colour) eyes and a gaping mouth.
"Who was at the door-" Pepper started, pausing instantly when she spotted you. Tony quickly started spluttering excuses, only to get shushed by Pepper. She knew he didn't do anything un-loyal, a baby takes nine months to develop, and they'd only been together for two months.
"She's adorable." Pepper smiled, coming round to take a look at you. "So you're not mad?" Tony asked, watching to two of you interact.
"Oh, I'm pissed. We'll talk about this later." She replied, grabbing you and walking you into the kitchen for something to eat. Tony did that same over dramatic sigh again, wondering how all of this could have happened in three minutes.
(Tony's is set before Iron Man Three but soon after Iron Man Two)
Steve Rogers:
"Please, someone help, please!"
Steve was suddenly on high alert as he heard the sound of a crying woman, the other Avengers didn't hear it so he started to run toward the source. It was the day that Loki wreaked havoc on New York City, they'd finished off the aliens and were heading towards Stark tower to apprehend the younger God.
Natasha gave Steve an odd look but brushed it off, Steve was just generally a weird person. Steve ran the short distance to see a woman trapped under some rubble, a dirty crying baby was held above her head out of the pile of concrete. He pulled off the bricks as fast as he could but he couldn't save her, a large shard of glass was stuck through her chest, she was barely breathing when he freed her.
"P-please...save my baby."
The woman was choking up blood and died in under twenty more seconds, you had tears rolling down your face and were bawling, that's something a child should never see, and it only made him want to kill Loki even more. Steve sighed sadly as he looked down at you, your sobs had now quieted down to soft whimpers.
He stood up and started to clean you up a little bit, your face was covered in soot and dust and your tiny blue dress was tattered and torn. Licking his thumb he used it to wipe up your cheeks, you didn't react and continued to let out hiccups.
"Don't you worry, Kiddo, I'll look after you."
Bruce Banner:
"-Patient 266, three months old, struck with gamma radiation."
