Your dad, Steve Rogers, was out on an important "business meeting." Or at least that's what he told you...

So, being the responsible dad that he was, he left you in Tony's supervision... one of his colleagues. Despite his irresponsibility and clear inexperience with babysitting, it couldn't be that difficult taking care of just one kid for a couple of days, right?

Wrong.

You were hungry, tired, and bored out of your tiny little mind as you lazed around in the lab, spinning in Tony's chair and toying with some of his tools while he was reparing his repulsors.

He turned around and raised an eyebrow, eyeing you from across the room. "What are you doing, kid? Put that down."