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Who: Tony, baby Edward, and Remy
Where: Stark mansion
When: Middle of the night
Why: The Ant is hungry
Rating: G for Gawd this is too cute.

"Shhh....shhhh, it's alright, see?  Daddy has your bottle right here.  Just have to-" and he was struggling with holding Edward and testing the warmth of the milk in the bottle at the same time, but he managed to drip a little on the inside of his wrist.  Determining it was the right temperature, he gathered up the bottle, a spit up cloth and the baby and headed upstairs to the nursery, which had spontaneously popped up in the house when everything had returned to normal.  There was no baby monitor since Tony had insisted that the crib be in their bedroom for now until Edward was a little older.

When they entered the nursery, it turned into their own little sanctum where he fed his son, quietly rocking him in a chair and sometimes he could be heard singing to him.  He put the cloth over his shoulder and settled into the rocking chair, cradled Edward in his arms and supported his head before testing the bottle on his lips.  He latched onto it greedily as he watched his father smile down at him, then kiss his little head just near the soft spot.  Tony had started to hum as he rocked Edward, and it wasn't long before his little eyes were slowly closing as he ate. 

Once Edward had finished, Tony put the bottle down and burped him, then cleaned him up a little before he put him against his chest and rocked him back to sleep, all the while singing to his little boy.  "You know," he whispered against his forehead as he kissed it, "Daddy's always going to take care of you and your mother and your sister.  It's not going to be like me with my father.  You won't lose me and be expected to grow up so fast."