We Don't Color On Steven

Bruce was busy up in his lab all day, and Natasha was out on another mission, so Tony was watching the children (Barely). He has given (Y/N) some markers and papers to draw on and put on Blue's Clues for them to watch. Steve was in his little carrier all bundled up. Softly, (Y/N) decided to color his face all pretty for mommy and daddy.

"TONY!" Natasha screamed. "WHY IS STEVEN'S FACE BLUE AND PURPLE?!" She nearly strangled him. (Y/N) hid the markers under the couch, being afraid of her mother. "WHY WOULD YOU GIVE A TWO YEAR OLD MARKERS?!"
"I didn't know she would color her damn brother!"
"Language!"
"Shut up Steve!"

"...Y/N, sweetie?" "Mama?" "Next time, color Uncle Tony's Suit instead, with Sharpies. I'll pack some next time. Oh and color his walls and all his nice things. He can pay for it."

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