Tony x Baby!Reader: New Edition

It was a complete downpour in the city of Malibu. One step out there without an umbrella or a poncho or anything that protects from the storm, and you'll be soaked. Not even the towering buildings could protect the people on the streets.

Especially if you were dressed in thin rags. A poor, most likely homeless, woman wondered aimlessly, holding a thick bundle of miss-matched rags closely to her chest. Nervously, and rather reluctantly, she found her way to an excluded home that lived on the edge of a cliff that faced the Pacific Ocean. She carefully made her way to what looked like to be the front door of the rather large house and looked down to the bundle in her arms. She smiled to see that the precious cargo was alright and still dry. She kissed the bundle sweetly and placed it on the ground, in front of the door. She said her last goodbye and rang the doorbell before bolting off.

The lights in the house turned on, one by one that led to the door. The front door swung open and a young woman poked her head out, her eyes clearly showing that she just woke up. She was puzzled to see nothing at the door. She muttered under her breath distastefully as she started to slink back into the house.

She stopped when she heard a soft coo. The woman brought her head back out, looking around still. Her eyes drifted down and she gasped. She fully came outside and picked up the bundle that was at the doorstep. Inside it was a baby, staring at her with big, curious (Eye Color) eyes. She ran inside the house with the little bundle, the door slamming behind her.

"Tony! Get down here!" She yelled up the stairs. When he didn't come down, she made a heavy sigh and went up the stairs. She couldn't help but to look at the adorable,  babbling baby and baby talk to it. The baby seemed to like her, trying to reach for her nose under its rags. When it couldn't reach for that, it went for her pony tail instead.

"Ow, ow, ow, ow!" The woman said under breath while she tried to get the child to let go of her hair. She finally reached the bedroom and opened the door. She groaned in somewhat annoyance to see her boyfriend still asleep and have his pillow over his head,  as if he did it to block out her yelling.

She came up to him, shaking his shoulder. "Tony." She shook harder. "Tony." Her arm fell down to her side in disbelief.  How can he still be asleep? Finally, seeing it as a last resort,  she picked up his pillow and smacked him with it. "Tony!"

He jolt up. "What?!" His tired eyes drifted over to her, yawning, "Oh. Hey, Pepper...thank you for ruining the best dream ever."

"Tony..."

He talked over her, "It's not like I was driving a custom made Mclaren that I don't own yet--"

"Tony--"

"And it was literally raining money--"

"Tony--!"

"And fireworks were going off, AC/DC was playing my favorite song live in my car--"

"TONY!"

"What?!" Tony turned to Pepper, directly looking at her. "Is the house on fire or something? If it was, JARVIS would have woke me up and told me so, wouldn't you?"

The computerized voice responded, "Yes, sir."

Pepper rolled her eyes playfully. She lifted her cradled arms slightly. "Look."

Tony stared at it for a few moments. "...Why are you holding up laundry and rocking it back and forth?"

"No, Tony!" She walked up to him and tilted the bundle forward. "Look."

Tony's eyes widened. He pointed at the little human that was cuddled inside the thin rags. "What...is that?"

"It's a baby," Pepper dead panned. "I found it on the door step."

"It's not...mine, right?"

"No, I don't think--" Pepper pursed her lips. "What do you mean by that?"

Tony shrugged innocently. "I don't know..." he returned his attention back to Pepper, asking her, "What are we gonna do with it?"

"Well, whoever left it here picked this house for a reason...I think we should keep her."

"Her?"

"Yeah, her! See her little pink ribbon?"

JARVIS' voice added to Pepper's statement, "According to my scans, the child is indeed a female."

"See?" Pepper came closer to Tony, holding the baby out to him.

Tony held up his hands, backing away from her. "No, no, no, no. I don't want it, I don't--!" He groaned in defeat when the baby was placed in his arms. He rolled his eyes and looked down to the baby.

The look of curiosity and wonder stole his heart. The baby smiled at him and cooed happily, holding up her chubby arms up to him. It grabbed his finger and held it tightly, giggling as she did.

"Looks like she likes you," Pepper stated with a smile. "That's a first for a girl that just met you."

Tony sent her a look. "And thank you for ruining another moment." He rocked the baby in his arms, bouncing her somewhat. He said in a goofy voice, "Pepper's a mean old lady, isn't she? Huh? Isn't she?"

Pepper lightly smacked his arm. "Hey, keep that up, you're sleeping alone tonight."

Tony stuck his tongue out at her, receiving an eye roll. He asked JARVIS, "JARVIS,  do I have anything scheduled tomorrow?"

"No, sir."

"Pep, you feel like baby shopping tomorrow?" Tony asked.

"I'm fine with that." Pepper sat down on the bed, Tony joining her. He leaned against her, so they could both see the adorable little girl. "What should we call her?"

"How...about... (Name)." Tony nodded his head in approval. "Yeah, (Name). I like that. (Name) Stark. Has a nice ring to it."

(Name) sent him toothless grin, laughing at the name.

"Looks like you like it too." Tony smirked, "I have an excuse to make more suits now. My little Iron Baby!"

Smack!

"Tony!"

"Whaaaaaaattttt. ..?! She'll want one later in life so I might as well make her one!"

"Oh, my gosh...I fear for this child."