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"Not even close."

"I know. I've never been so good at these types of talks. But I need you to know something sweetheart. Just because the kid is looking at to be the next Avenger, that doesn't mean he's replacing you. Because he's gonna need someone who knows the game inside and out and that's you. My Iron Angel. One day I'm not gonna be here, and I need to make sure I can count on you to be the leader the next Avengers need, should the time come." My glare softened and I looked down at my feet.

"Then why did you have to make it seem that Parker was your long lost son that you never had?"

"I should never have let that on. And that boy uhh—Flash is it? I'm gonna deal with that shitshow as well as anyone else that has bullied you."

"With what? Bribes? A chance to work at Stark Industries? Blackmail? No offense dad but they don't care. All they care about is making hell for me. So don't even bother cause nothing will work. Not even the faculty is good enough to see someone being bullied and harassed and they don't do a damn thing about it!" I breathed sharply before finally finishing out in a choked tone, "Now tell Friday to cancel Birdcage protocol. I'm done with this."

"Friday, do as she says."

'Yes boss.' Soon the living room opened and I immediately ran up the stairs for my room and slammed my door shut before locking it. Immediately I went into my bed and just buried myself under the covers and allowed the tears to fall down my face, until I had cried myself to sleep.

A weeks passed after that whole Flash incident and I was finally relieved of my suspension. But unlike any other day, the entire school was called in for an assembly. Which was weird cause we only have assemblies when it comes to new students coming in, graduations, or special guests coming in to do a seminar.

I was sitting on my own but for some reason Parker and his friend were sitting just several seats away from me. It was then the principal came up and he said into the microphone on the stand.

"Good morning students. I know this assembly was short notice but this will be worth it. Now I would like to bring to the stage our honorary guest who would like to say a few words in regard to something very important. Please give a warm Midtown High welcome to Mr. Tony Stark." What the f—the students soon went crazy as my dad soon came up onto the stage.

"I LOVE YOU TONY STARK!!" I heard Flash proclaim out just a few rows in front of me.

"Thank you Midtown High. Now I'm assuming you all are thinking I've come here to shine a light on a new opportunity for an internship or chance to let Stark Industry do a funding on your latest project. Sadly, you'd be wrong." At that moment the students were all murmured amongst each other. "Instead I wanna bring up a serious matter. And that's bullying. When I was a kid—I was picked on as a child. People always compared me to my dad and—it hurt me. As I got older and threw my life away through parties and drugs. Word of the wise don't ever do them, this was back in the 70's when they were new and fresh, we were stupid back then our fault."

"Oh god dad why?" I muttered to myself as I rubbed my hand against my face in annoyance.

"Anyways back on track. Bullying is not cool. Now I know nowadays that physical bullying isn't all the rage like it was, now it's through the internet. Or Verbally calling someone out, spreading rumors about them. See I've fought against people I've trusted, psychotic gods with daddy issues, mad aliens, and sociopathic robots, but the one true villain is right in front of you when you look into a mirror. Any one of you that has taken part even just for a fraction of a second of spreading a rumor, if you know your friend's in on the bullying that makes you an accomplice because you didn't speak up. And bullies—they're just about the worst super villain anyone could ever face. Thank you." the auditorium was dead silent.

So quiet in fact I think I could hear water leaking from the faucet outside.

"Well, thank you Mr. Stark for raising such an awareness to an issue that we here at Midtown High take very seriously." Yeah right. As I watched my dad go backstage, I got out of my seat and slipped out the nearest exit and ran down the hall to catch him leaving for the backdoors.

"So that was it?" he stopped and turned towards me.

"Well I figured that I'd pull a little guilt trip on them. It worked all the time with you when you were little and make them feel bad about what they had done without naming any names. If you'd like I could've just full out embarrassed you, had you come up on stage and tell them all how much I love and adore you and—"

"Alright, alright I get it! Thank god you didn't." I lightly scoffed. "I still can't believe you willingly did that."

"You know I would do anything for you. You're my little girl (n/n). And I am always, always, always gonna love you. No matter what. And just to prove it to you, next time I go out of line like that, you have my full permission to blast me with that glove of yours." He said as he came up to me and placed his hands on my shoulders, gently rubbing them.

"Can't I just do it now and cash it in?"

"Nice try."

"Worth a shot." He softly chuckled and brought me into a tight bear hug.

"I love you (y/n). I hope you know that."

"I do now, thanks dad."