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"Papa wake up!"
Bruce slowly opened his eyes, to see his two daughters, Maria and Rebecca smiling up brightly at him. It had been Tony's idea to name the twins after their mothers. How could he possibly say no to that?
Both of the girls still wore their pajamas but, it was obvious they were ready to start the day.
He heard a low groan next to him as Tony rolled over, shoving his face under his pillow. "You heard them, they want Papa to get up not me..." Tony said.
"No you too Daddy! Get up!" The bed shifted with the weight of the girls climbing on.
Rebecca started to shake Tony as hard as she could, which wasn't very hard but, Tony over exaggerated his reaction to satisfy her. This caused a fit of vociferous giggles from the twins.
Before Maria could attempt to shake Bruce he got up, slipping on a pair of slippers.
"Why don't we go start breakfast and let Daddy sleep in for a bit? He had a long night in the lab." Bruce said, already making his way towards the door.
Both of their daughters looked at each other and raising their eyebrows. Until finally Maria asks quietly, "Can we have waffles?"
"I suppose that could be arranged..." Bruce said, grinning. "Just go down stairs and wash up first."
Rebecca and Maria nodded, climbing off the bed and scampering downstairs. Bruce let out a silent chuckle, shaking his head a bit. "Don't sleep in too long, today's game day." Bruce told Tony walking back over to the bed.
Tony gave a hum in response, rolling flat onto his stomach and pulling the pillow closer to him.
Bruce leaned over and gave him a small kiss on the back of his head before heading down the hallway and into the nursery.
It was a fairly large room, painted sky blue with a white trim. In the corner was a white rocking chair that Bruce and Tony had both spent many nights in trying to soothe their tearful baby girl, Sophia.
Thankfully Sophia wasn't much of a crier in the mornings, she'd typically use up all of her tears during the night.
So, when Bruce walked into the room he was greeted with the tired face of his youngest daughter.
"Hey there sunshine." He greeted her smiling.
He took a couple of strides over to the crib and scooped her up, placing a warm hand onto her back. Bruce swayed a little, humming some tune to her before, he walked over to the changing table and changed her diaper.
Once that was done he walked out of the nursery, shutting the door behind him and heading downstairs. Where he was greeted by the sight of the twins and Tony starting to make breakfast.
Tony was shirtless in only a pair of black sweatpants- that had already accumulated some flour on them- opposed to Bruce's plaid pajama bottoms and grey sweatshirt.
"I thought you were going back to bed?" Bruce asked Tony, smirking.
"Well, I couldn't miss waffles, now could I?" Tony walked over to Bruce, handing him an already made bottle and giving him a peck on the lips.
"Yeah, that's why Stark." Bruce replied, sitting down into one of the kitchen chairs and positioning Sophia against his chest so he could properly feed her. "Just make sure you don't burn them this time."
"It wasn't my fault, Pepper was distracting me and also last time I checked you are a Stark too.... Stark." Tony replied coquettishly.
Bruce looked down towards his hand and smiled at the gold band on his ring finger. Sometimes he forgot that he had been Bruce Stark opposed to Bruce Banner. They had been married for almost 18 years and sometimes it all seemed like a dream.
When they got married both Tony and him agreed to Bruce changing his last name. Tony had a multi-million dollar company to run under his name and it was easier then them HEFINATING their names.
"Pepper wasn't even here last time." Bruce retorted.
"No but, I was checking some emails from her."
"Since when do you actually check Peppers emails?"
"I alwa-" Tony was quickly interrupted by Rebecca.
"Daddy you're burning them!"
Tony whipped his head around to see smoke rising from their waffle iron. He ignored the smirk Bruce was giving him and turned off the machine, waving away the smoke before the alarms could go off.
"JARVIS, why didn't you warn me?"
"I was not informed that I needed too sir." The AIs voice sounded through the kitchen.
"I shouldn't have to tell you..." He slid the waffles onto two plates handing them to the twins. "Breakfast is served." He said with a smile.
"We can't eat these, they're burnt." Maria stated matter of factually.
"They're not burnt they're crispy. Just drench them in some syrup and you'll be fine."
"The amount of syrup they'd need for that would give them a sugar high for weeks." Bruce said. He shifted their baby and started to pat her back, trying to coax some burps out of her.
"Why can't you just let Papa cook?" Maria asked, sighing.
"What you don't like my waffles?" Tony asked back, grabbing the bowl of batter.
"No!" Both of the girls yelled, plopping down at the table.
"The girls are right Dad, your cooking sucks." Peter said, announcing his presence in the room.
Tony turned around to see his eldest child Peter, wearing a pair of large pajama bottoms and a white shirt, making his way over to the counter near Tony.
Bruce internally chuckled at the height difference. Peter was now towering over both of his parents at a tall 6'0". Bruce was only 5'8" and Tony was right around the same height at 5'9".
"Well good morning sports champ, nice of you to join us." Tony said, handing Peter the carton of orange juice he knew he'd be wanting.
Peter gratefully accepted it, grabbing a glass out of the cupboards and pouring himself some juice. "Morning dad, morning Pops."
"Good morning Peter. You ready for the big game?" Bruce asked.
"Yeah, as ready as I'll ever be." He chugged his glass and placed it into the sink.
Tony walked over to the freezer grabbing a box of Eggo frozen waffles. "Well from what I've heard from your coach you should be fantastic." He placed a couple of waffles into the toaster and leaned against the counter.
"Yeah, we'll all be there cheering you on." Bruce stated. He got up, still holding Sophia and walked over to the sink, placing the now empty bottle into it.
"Great. If we loose I can just embarrass myself in front of my whole family, no sweat." Peter said, sarcasm dripping from his voice. Bruce liked to think he got that from Tony.
"There's nothing wrong with losing, which I doubt you'll do." Tony said, grabbing the toaster waffles and handing them to Rebecca and Maria.
"Coming from the guy who never loses....You own like one of the most famous companies ever!"
"Doesn't mean I haven't lost things. Now, get something to eat and get dressed so we can get going."
"I wish we had real waffles for breakfast." Rebecca said, poking at the food on her plate.
"And I wish I had a real heart sweetie but, sometimes you've got to deal with the cards that you've got Becky."
"You have a heart Tony...." Bruce interjected, walking over to him.
"Yeah, one that's riddled with Coronary Disease."
"It's still a heart." He leaned over, giving him a quick kiss. "Speaking of, I hope you're not planning on eating waffles because, yesterday you ate Burger King and you know you're supposed to be watching what you eat."
"Yes doctor." Tony mocked. He grabbed Sophia from Bruce and bounced her on his hip a bit. "Go take a quick shower, I'll hold down the fort."
"I'm not that kind of doctor but, you're right I could definitely use a shower." He nodded a little to himself and started heading upstairs. "Have one of those kale smoothies the doctor recommended!" He called out.
"Gotcha big guy." Tony yelled right back.
He popped a couple more waffles into the toaster and called out to JARVIS. "JARVIS play some blender noises."
Peter sighed and grabbed an apple from the fruit bowl. "I'm going to get dressed." He jogged out of the room.
As soon as the toaster popped Tony grabbed them and tossed them onto a plate, sitting down next to the girls and balancing Sophia on his knee. He started slathering his breakfast in syrup.
"I thought Papa said you shouldn't eat waffles." Maria pointed out, taking a bite of her own food.
"Well then this will be our little secret." He took a bite and called back out to the AI. "J, you can cut the blender sounds. I think we convinced him."
"Yes sir."