Reincarnated as Tony Stark's daughter?!!!!!

Do you remember that mom stopped hiring me a babysitter because I was very intelligent and that's why I didn't need one?... Well everything went to hell after I tried to make a paint bomb on Shuri's recommendation, you know the one that comes out in a Chance of Hamburgers to have a party.

The point is that when mom came home, the living room, dining room, and part of the kitchen were painted different colors, with glitter and a sign that said 'Party' plus I wanted to try to cook and let's just say that we had to check that there was nothing alive in the oven because I'm sure something moved in there.

There were many candidates but none of them convinced Mom, according to her some were very good and were going to spoil me, others were very young and would bring their boyfriends, and others she just didn't like because of that. 

Ancestral couldn't for obvious reasons and Beyonce let's say has enough of teaching me magic.

But I honestly never thought he would be my babysitter. 

— "Why do toys talk? Do they do it in real life?" — He asked confused. 

I sighed in frustration — "Capsicle, I already told you, they talk because it's the magic of cinema and no, in real life they don't have a life. So stop looking at my Iron Man stuffed animal like it's going to jump on you!"

— "I'm sorry! But that movie makes you think."

— "Think nothing, it's just fiction, I swear by what you love most that no toy has life... Except Chucky but that's different."

— "What is Chucky?" — He asked scared. 

— "Forget it."

— "Anyway, television rots the brain so let's do something else." — He turned off the television and got up from the couch. 

— "Hey! We were going to the part where Lotso betrays them."

— "I suppose we listen to music and play a board game." — He ignores me by turning on the radio. 

— "And if we cook?" 

— "Your mom doesn't want you to go near the kitchen." 

— "Please." — I put my hands together and pouted. 

— "If I say yes, will you stop doing that?" — He asked, looking away. 

— "Yeah!"

Resigned sigh — "Okay, we'll do something easy, maybe pizza."

— "You call that easy?" — He asked confused. 

— "Pizza is easy."

— "No, I am very sure that your concept is not well structured. Anyway, I will help you."

It was really fun, cooking with Steve at first he was serious and he seemed very focused on his work until I threw some flour in his face that's when things got out of control because the man hates jokes in serious moments! He threw me flour! The Ingredients War ended with me covered in flour, Steve with two broken eggs on his head, and a pizza in the oven. 

— "I'll go change." — I ran up to my room to meet the drama queen. 

— "Midget Midgardian." — He greeted. 

— "Drama queen." — I smiled at him. — "What are you doing here? You usually visit me at night."

— "I told mother about you." — He looked at me expressionless. 

I opened my eyes. — "Okay...? I'm flattered but I don't understand why you did it."

— "She wants to meet you." — He smiled slyly as another figure appeared next to him.

— "Hello." — Frigga said smiling warmly, dressed like a queen. 

— "Aam... Hello." — I said bewildered.

— "Idiotic midgardian, meet my mother, Queen Frigga." — He held back a laugh, seeing me mockingly.

— "Loki! Don't be rude to her." — She scolds him. 

— "No, is nothing. I'm already used to his bad nicknames." — I smiled at him. 

— "I see that my son and you get along well." — She approached me.

— "I like snakes, and he also has a good sense of humor." — I shrugged without looking her in the eyes. 

— "My nicknames are not bad, Midget Midgardian!" — He yelled at me. 

— "Of course, they are little horns!"

— "I'll pretend you're right." — He smiled mockingly at me. — "But is it me or every time I see you, you become more like a Midget?" — He told me mockingly.

— "I already told you that I am not a Midget, and the ice giant says so. Who is also lower than the tortilla!" — I made fun of him. 

— "I have more intelligence than him!"

— "You will say mass but next to him you are a Midget!" — My eyes sparkled. 

Frigga cleared her throat, amused. — "I see that you guys get along well." 

— "I'm not complaining." — Loki said.

— "We are friends, my queen, although Loki does not want to admit it."

— "I have never said that."

— "But you've thought about it and that's enough."

— "You're annoying."

— "You love me."

— "I don't like young people."

— "I don't like old people."

We look into each other's eyes in a game of looking. 

— "Martha come down!" — Steve shouted from the floor below. 

— "I think it's time for us to go, Loki," — Frigga said.

— "Yes, mother, you are right. See you later, Midgardian."

—" Goodbye drama queen, little rock princess, and Little Horns." — I smiled mockingly at him while he glared at me. — "See you later my queen." — I smiled sincerely. 

— "It was a pleasure meeting you Martha. I hope it's not the last time we see each other."

— "I hope so too."

Both illusions disappeared. 

I lay on my bed sighing, I wasn't supposed to meet Frigga until Jane happened but well it wasn't that bad either thanks to this when I save her I won't be afraid of her attacking me for breaking into her room.

What I don't understand is why Loki brought her, I mean we are friends and everything, but I don't understand why he would tell her about me and bring her to meet me. Anyway, thanks to that my plan improved considerably so who cares about his ulterior motive. 

— "Martha, come down, I didn't find any board games but I saw this movie called Beauty and the Beast." — Steve said from the other side of my door. 

I sighed, this was going to take a long time.

[...] 

After several questions about why was the rose magical? And why do they sing all the time? Iceberg put music on the radio and sat down to read a book with me on the other side also reading.

— "Steve." — I called him. 

— "Yes?" — He turned to see me smiling.

— "Do you know how to dance?"

— "No." — He answered shyly. 

— "Do you want to dance with me?" — I got up from the couch, extending my hand toward him.

— "I don't know how to dance, little one." — He said with red ears. 

I controlled the twitch in my eye because of that. — "Come on, if you don't practice you will never learn. Besides, I don't know how to do it either."

— "I'm not sure."

— "I'm pretty sure you're saving yourself for someone, but come on, I want to know how they danced in your time."

Steve unsteadily got up from the couch, taking my hands and rocking us to the rhythm of the music. 

— "Do you mind if I climb into your shoes? I'm a little short compared to you."

Serious. — "Do it."

We swayed to the rhythm of the music from one side to the other, Steve smiled nostalgically while I was very happy.

I don't understand why in some fanfics they put Steve as an idiot who doesn't know anything about technology or as the protagonist's partner with very marked jealousy #ToxicRelationshipswhynot? They even put him as her surrogate father. I say he has more potential although I still hate him for hiding his parents' secret from Tony but he's not that bad until that point I like him, he's friendly and gives a feeling of calm. 

In my case, I already have a father and I don't need another, nor do I want him as a partner, he is simply my friend and that's it.

— "Iceberg, don't be sad. I am sure that one day you will dance with your love."

— "I would love to, but sometimes not everything works out." — He look into my eyes. 

— "I promise you that it will come true." — I smiled at him knowing it was true.

— "Why so sure?" — We separated once the song was over. 

— "When you ask for something with all your might, it ends up coming true." — I shrugged my shoulders and sat down, resuming my reading.

— "You are a very curious girl." — He said happily. 

— "Thanks for the compliment Capsicle."

Serious. — "But you have Tony's personality."

— "Thanks x2." — I smiled at him behind my book. 

Night came and with that, I fell asleep on the couch next to Steve who was reading aloud to me.

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