《Legends Never Die》VII
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Las Vegas
36 hours earlier
Tony stark. Visionary. Genius.
Blah blah blah. I have heard so many similar things about him that I don't even listen to it. Yeah, dad has done a lot of things, but unsurprisingly I did the same.
Circuit board at age 4 ? Check.
Engine at age 6 ? Na. Age 5.
Graduated MIT at age seventeen? Ha. Funny. I did at fifteen.
The only difference is that he finds passion in it, while I do in Medical. Even though I'm good in both I choose to save lives myself, while he does that behind his company, supplying first class weapons to our armies so that they have the upper hand in war and save lives themselves.
We both have slightly different views on saving lives , but that's life I guess..
I was still looking for dad when Uncle Rhodey started his speech of introducing him.
"– Tony stark!"
My eyes widened as he had finished his speech but dad hasn't returned from whatever he went to.
Obadiah was going to stand up, but as the heir of the industry's, it was my duty to take the fall, so I stood up and marched to the stage.
Rhodey gave me the award , thanking me from his eyes for coming up , although we did share a look as it was typical of dad to not come for these type of events.
"Thank you Uncle Rhodey! Thank you , thank you everyone! This is wonderful! Well I'm not Tony stark, but I guess being his daughter , its kinda the same isn't it?" At that the audience chuckled slightly, as they do always.
"But if I were my dad, I would tell you how honoured I feel and what a joy it is to recieve this very prestigious award. Well, to let you all in a secret, let me tell you guys, whatever things dad did there? I did the same but even earlier than him. So suck it daddy.
Dad, you know uh, the best thing and also the worst thing about Dad is that , he's always working! But I'm sure that he wished to come here but due to inconvenient circumstances , he couldn't. So, thank you again for this award , and I'll take my leave now. " I cheekily finished the speech and walked down the stage, my expression taking a 180 degree turn as I turned to walk down exactly where dad would be.
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The casino is not the place for me. But, as I'm a new adult , I could go there and give a piece of my mind to dad, so why not?
The disgusting sight of my dad flirting with two of women was enough for me to make a scene in front of all the audience.
"You. Are . Unbelievable."
"Oh no. Did Rhodey rope you into this?"
"Nobody roped me into anything! What Uncle Rhodey did tell me was that if he presented you with an award, you would be deeply honoured."
Dad knew he was caught but tried to mend it.
"Of course I'd be deeply honoured, it is you! So when are going to do it?"
I sighed , pinching my nose with my finger. " It's done. I had to cover for you."
"I-its done? Must have slipped me , I guess. "
"Hm. Take it then. Admire it, like you admire your conquests." At that I have a dirty look to the two women who had flung themselves at dad.
He made a give me sign, but as he was taking the award I let it slip through my fingers , and it crashed to the ground, in a million pieces. He made an 'aw' sign, as he poutily looked at the mess.
"Oops. Must have slipped me, I guess." I said as I went out, dad following me sheepishly.
"Alright tomorrow! I'm serious!" Rhodey said to dad as he went out, me following him.
I got out with him , but saw dad giving an interview with a girl. I could only hear a few words , so I tried to listen closely.
"It's been heard that you are called the Da Vinci of our time , is it true?" She asked.
"Absolutely not, I don't paint. That's my daughter."
"And what about merchant of death?"
That phrase. Merchant of death. Although he didn't seem affected by it, I could see it in his eyes that that troubled him. Nobody likes being called a murderer. And this woman just plain handedly called my father that.
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I was about to march up to her, when Rhodey took my arm, obviously having heard the same, and dragged me into the car, as he was probably sure what I was about to do.
I huffed as I got into the car.
"Who does she think she is!" I ground out .
" I know kiddo. But they are media. That's what they do."
*******
I was up early the next morning, waiting for dad to come and take me to the conference I had forced him to let me come to.
"Tony? Tony?" An unfamiliar voice called out from dad's corridor.
The house is big, so we have named corridors for everyone. Dad, me , pepper, Rhodey, even grandma and Pa and –
Let's not go there.
I watched silently as she messed around with the stuff, wearing only a t shirt, dad's t shirt. That's gross.
Suddenly she twisted a lock meant for only me and pepper , and voila! J.A.R.V.I.S to the rescue!
"That's Jarvis. He runs the house." I called out, as I came up to her, twisted the very same locket, and as it opened I have her a cheeky grin and went down to Dad's lab.
Rock music, as expected from dad , could be heard as I went down. He was fixing another engine from another one of his cars. This guy seriously loves his cars.
I gave him a part which I knew he would require, and in another minute he had turned , and found me, holding the very same part.
His eyes lightened up as he motioned me to come up to him.
"Sofie! Goodmorning darling!"
Giving him a peck on his cheek, I replied back as I started to do some practical for my thesis on heart transplant. I was practically immune to the loud music , as I continued my work side by side dad.
Pepper came down , talking to someone on her phone. I came up to her, and silently gave her a box.
It had a very cute iPhone cover of me and her and dad, as well as a charm from Tiffany's. We both had a tradition that we would give each other a charm to add on to our bracelet which Dad gave us.
She smiled at me brightly, as we both hugged and she gave me a kiss on the cheek.
"Uh please don't turn down my music."
I sighed amusedly, as pepper placed the box down and said to Dad, " you should be halfway around the world now."
I perked up. "I'm going to. I'm ready."
"You are not going!" Both of them said it at the same time .
"Tony I have to talk to you about a dozen of things right now." Pepper started, which started another banter between them, as I turned back to my thesis.
"I-its your birthday?"
At that I tuned in to the conversation.
"Yes."
"I knew that. Already? "
"Yes, isn't that strange? It's the same day as last year."
I muffled my laughter at that. These two are so cute together, it hurts sometimes.
"Well, buy yourself something nice."
"I already did."
With that, we went out in dad's Lamborghini and rushed to the airport where our private jet would take us to the conference point.
I went in first after hugging Happy goodbye , hugged Rhodey and then took off to my side of the plane, safe from dad and his antics.
And that's a wrap guys. From here you know what happens. What you don't know is what happens after.
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