(Y/N's POV)

BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP

I whack the beeping alarm clock to turn it off, I groan slightly and sit up slowly to start the day, shoving the blanket off of me. I swing my legs off the bed and stand up, promptly regretting that decision as my toes coil at the cold of the wooden ground. I stroll over to the closet and pick out some jeans and a simple black shirt.

I quickly change, plopping the clothes I was wearing in the washing machine, turning it on and walking over to the kitchen to make some breakfast for myself. I decided to make pancakes so I grab the recipe I have saved on a pinboard of recipes I have on my kitchen wall and go over the shortlist of ingredients needed for the pancakes.

I have to go on my tiptoes to get the flour for the pancakes I decided to make. I get flour and some other ingredients on myself as I make my pancakes. Of course, messing up the first one, I finish making the rest and plate them, putting the rest of the equipment I used in the sink quickly rinsing the pan and other things I have used to make them.

Just as I sat down to eat, I hear my phone ring a few times I decided to ignore it but it kept on buzzing. I go over and pick up my phone to see who's calling me at 9:16 in the morning. I read the screen to see who was bothering me in the middle of my breakfast.

"UGH!!"

I hated talking to him he always put me in a bad mood. I mean I'm always in a bad mood in the morning, what can I say I'm not a morning person. Who is?

"Doesn't he have anyone else to infuriate!?!" I sigh and slowly slide the green bar across the screen to answer the call.

"Hello?!?" I say anger laced in my voice.

"Hey, buttercup!!" I hear him say on the other end almost shouting with enthusiasm. 'Who the hell yells at this time in the morning, and why is he calling me that.' I thought.

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"Don't call me that you know that I can't stand it!" I virtually yell over the phone. See this is why I hate talking to him.

"Ok then... Peanut," he said trying to wind me up. And by God was it working. I have a short fuse, he's a stark you can't exactly blame me.

"Is there anything that you need to ask or tell me or are you just checking in on me?" I asked trying to end this conversation as soon as possible and not start ANOTHER argument.

"OH YEAH!!" he yells out and then says something that shocked me.

"I need your help with something... So... I'm gonna need you to come here and help with this," he says the final part quickly and quietly. 'He needs my help? Oh wait, I go to new york oh hell no, not a chance.' I thought.

"Nope nope nope NO," I say trying to get out of this one. "Just do it yourself"
I say and go to hang up when I hear him speak.

"I can't, I have never handled things like this before. This is new to me and I need your help," he said shyly. 'What is it that not even tony stark can handle' I thought.

This intrigued me so I decided to find out what he needs me to help with. "Ok fine I'll be there soon," I say as I let out a sigh.

"Bye peanut, cya shortly," he said quietly.

"Bye, Dad," I speak back.