Being the child of Tony Stark wasn’t easy. Especially when he can’t stop working on his projects all night. I finally was able to fall asleep and I stayed asleep for more than an hour. It felt nice, but where I live, nice doesn’t last long.
I shot out of bed and looked at the alarm clock sitting next to me. “4:07AM” it read.
“Dammit.” I whispered to myself. I fell back into bed, closed my eyes, and rolled over. I was just about to fall back asleep when–
I jumped out of bed.
“What the hell did you do now, dad.” went through my head as I walked down the hallway.
“Shit!” I heard him say as I opened the lab door. “Oh, hi sweetie. How did you sleep?” he asked me.
“Not the greatest.” I answered as I rolled my eyes.
“Oh, I don’t know,” I started sarcastically, “I guess it’s just a little hard to sleep when someone doesn’t leave the lab all damn night.”
“Well, I was just working on something.” he said innocently.
“Well, maybe next time you should consider that not everyone wants to be woken up at four in the morning by a- what IS that, anyway?!” I questioned.
“It’s a–” you cut him off.
“You know what? I don’t care.” I snapped. “FRIDAY, Shut down the lab for 36 hours.”
The labs lights all turned off.
“Really?” dad asked.
“Sorry,” dad spoke quietly, “I wanted Pepsi.” It fizzed and I noticed it bubbling out of the can.
He stood there.
“Just go to bed.” I urged.
“Whatever you say, kid.”