Words: 1235
Pairing: Father!Stark x stark!mute!Reader x avengers. Female reader.
Featured in this part: Peter Parker, Tony Stark, Flash Thompson
Warnings: none, I think.
Chapter Summary: (Y/N) and Peter have an interesting text conversation two days before Chrismas. It's a typical conversation between you two. On Christmas Eve, two surprises happen.
Author's Note: fun fact when yn says she failed her chem test I came up with that after I took my chem test and I failed it.

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Stark 2: Did you see a guy dressed as a clown on the last day before break?

Parker Peter: What? No! Who was it?

Stark 2: Flash.

Parker Peter: ...?

Stark 2: He was wearing his regular clothes. But he *looked* ridiculous. Like a clown.

Parker Peter: aren't you...friends with him?

Stark 2: Yeah and that's why I can make fun of him.

Parker Peter: (Y/N).

Stark 2: yeah?

Parker Peter: Nevermind. How did your chem test go?

Stark 2: Pshhhhh... aced it. Totally. 100%

Parker Peter: Me too

Stark 2: I didn't understand a single thing on that test.

Parker: you're joking, right?

Stark 2: No! It was so confusing!

Stark 2: Brb, dad wants me to help him split an atom.

Parker Peter: WHY

Stark 2: I don't know. He's Tony Stark.

Parker Peter: You know what happens when you split an atom, right?

Stark 2: ...I failed my chem test, remember?

Parker Peter: (Y/N), I don't know how you are the daughter of Tony Stark, probably the smartest junior I know, and you claim you failed your chem test.

Parker Peter: also please don't split an atom.

Stark 2: >:( he got distracted by other things in the lab anyway.

Stark 2: and IDK man, I'm really not that smart.

Parker Peter: mmhmm. I've literally seen all your projects. You're a genius.

Stark 2: Flattery.

Parker Peter: ?uh

Stark 2: You're flattering me so I'll give you free food. I know it. Well too bad, it's not going to happen, buddy.

Parker Peter: Where do you get these ideas?

Stark 2: I've been working with Natasha and Cindy about why most of my friends are boys.

Parker Peter: Interesting...

Stark 2: Cindy said Flash is my friend because we Starks know where the good cheese is.

Parker Peter: Valid point.

Stark 2: Ned is my friend because I could kick someone's ass for him, Nat says.

Parker Peter: She's not wrong.

Stark 2: And they both agreed you're my friend to flatter me for free food.

Parker Peter: Only on Thursdays.

Stark 2: yeah man our girls nights are wiiiiiiild. We had one the day after Natasha showed up surprisingly.

Parker Peter: They sound like it.

Parker Peter: Hold on. You talk to Cindy?

Stark 2: Sometimes. It just started a few days ago. Mostly when we're alone or with dad or Nat.

Stark 2: don't take it personally. We had something...serious happen that changed our friendship. So...yeah.

Parker Peter: Don't fret, (Y/N).

Stark 2: Fretting!

Parker Peter: what did I just say

Stark 2: The mitochondria is the powerhouse of the cell.

Parker Peter: Okay, I think you should sleep.

Stark 2: Nah, I can't. I have to write that paper for photography that's due as soon as we go back.

Parker Peter: OHMYGOD

Parker Peter: I just fell off my bed.

Parker Peter: THANKYOU for reminding me! AHH!

Stark 2: I live to serve.

Parker Peter: Okay, I'm going to do that before the holiday. You should too. I'll talk to you later!

Stark 2: goodnight peter parker

Parker Peter: goodnight (Y/N) Potts-Stark

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You stood behind your dad when he opened the door. You were tired, and your hair wasn't even brushed, and it was the morning of Christmas Eve. It was a typical day, you and your dad were just eating breakfast like usual.

The Stark Tower was weird. It had many levels that could only be accessed by people who work for Tony, and a few levels closed off for the family. There was one main door to come into to get into the residential part of the Tower, which was right by the kitchen, where you happened to be.

"Hi, Mr. Stark!" The person said. "I'm Flash Thompson; I'm friends with (Y/N)."

Tony looked back at you and smiled. "A pleasure to meet you," He shook Flash's hand. "Come on in."

"Hi (Y/N)!" Flash smiled. "Merry Christmas! I brought you a gift." Flash handed you the box with a happy look.

It is evident that you were shocked. You looked around and back at your father for help to give him something, but he spoke for you. "(Y/N) hasn't gotten around to shopping for her friends yet. It's been a long week, and she's been busy," Tony explained.

"You don't have to get me anything. I gave you this because you're my friend, and I'm thankful that you are," Flash told you and urged you to open the gift. You slowly opened the small box and smiled when you pulled out a few CDs. "You seemed to like my music when we listened together while we worked on our many projects together, so I thought I would get you some of it," Flash smiled wide.

You pulled Flash into a tight hug and looked at him with thankful eyes. "This is awesome, Mr. Thompson," Your father said for you. "I can tell (Y/N) already loves it."

"You're welcome," He smiled when you two split apart. "Now remember, you don't need to get me anything. I just wanted to get you something, I don't need anything," He reminded you once again, but you punched his shoulder and rolled your eyes.

"(Y/N)!" Natasha yelled from the other side of the room. "I have something amazing to show you!" She smiled.

You shrugged and waved to Flash, turning to walk to Natasha.

"I'll see you later!" He called after you. "Merry Christmas, Mr. Stark," Flash smiled to your father and went to leave your house, nearly getting punched when he opened the door. "Peter! Watch out!" Flash glared.

"S-sorry, I was just going to knock, then you opened the door," Peter apologized quickly.

Flash put on a smile, as Tony Stark was still watching the interaction. "Just be careful. Merry Christmas."

"Merry Christmas..." Peter nodded back.

"Hey, Peter," Tony said and looked at Flash one more time. "What's up? Come in," He ushered Peter inside.

"I actually," He took a deep breath, seeing there was a gift sitting on the table with a label that said it was from Flash. "Just wanted to drop this off for (Y/N)."

"Do you want me to go get her?" Tony asked.

Peter shook his head quickly. "No-no, it's okay. Just put it under the tree and have her open it tomorrow. I've got to rush back out; May drove me," Peter made an excuse, even if he really wanted (Y/N) to see his gift, he would rather you open it when he was gone. That way, in case you hated it, Peter would never know.

"I'll let her know. Stay safe, Peter," Tony reminded him. "Have a nice Christmas."

"You too, Mr. Stark!" He called and ran out, remembering Christmas is a rough time. He just wanted to scream from mass embarrassment.