74 Godiva Street, Saturday Morning

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Tamsin's morning ritual was more or less set in stone: she rolled out of bed, she stumbled downstairs, she put some food in her mouth, then she headed back upstairs to find less comfortable but more flattering clothes. This ritual proceeded more or less apace, as she squinted in the mirror once, yanked on a t-shirt, and then headed downstairs.

... where she found a blonde teenager waiting for her.

"How did you get in my house?" Tamsin said sharply.

The girl shrugged. "It's not locked," she said.

"Please tell me we're not having a weekend," Tamsin said. "We just had a weekend recently."

"It was prom yesterday," the girl pointed out. Her eyes were a little big. Or maybe she was just doing that on purpose. "I'm Dagny."

"I'm going back to bed," Tamsin announced.

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"Ugh, men," Tamsin said.

She had to get this out before asking, "Who's your - ugh - daddy?"

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"Tony Stark." And it was nice to see her mom had in no way changed. "But I found you first. So here I am."

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"Tony Stark wishes he'd hit this," Tamsin muttered. (He probably did.) "There you are. There's food or whatever in the kitchen. Don't touch the booze."

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Ylva made a face because that was beyond gross, Tamsin.

"I don't like time travel," she decided firmly, stomping off to get herself some breakfast. Stomping might have been her general mode of walking, rather than being in a mood, though.

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Dagny crossed her arms. "Well," she said, condescendingly, "You'll just have to get used to it. It's part of this stuff."

Or so Kenzi had told her. Repeatedly.

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"That's why I don't like it," Ylva replied with an unsaid 'duh' in her tone. Oh, sibling love. "And it's alternate timelines because none of us exist, but we all exist at the same time depending on where you are."

Yeah, she probably needed to spend less time with Valeria Richards.

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"Ugh, whatever." Dagny could probably parse that if she wanted to, but she didn't want to, period.

Look, as far as she knew, her mom was dead. As long as her mom was undead - uh, not like that - she didn't want to share. "Can we go see Kenzi now?"

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"I don't know why you're so hung up on Bo's sidekick, but no," Tamsin said, rolling her eyes. "So the two of you don't know each other? As far as I'm concerned, that's a relief."

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"I'm an only child," Ylva said proudly. "But that still doesn't let me get to use dad's lab."

Which sucked.

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"You tried kicking the door in?" Tamsin asked, with no sympathy whatsoever.

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"Yes." It was the first thing she tried. "But then JARVIS sets off alarms and I get lectured."

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Tamsin shrugged. "You should've tried harder," she said. "Or actually, don't. God knows what the Insecure Mad Scientist keeps in there."

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"The armor, duh." Look, she really assumed everyone knew that.

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"He keeps armor in his lab?"

Look, Tamsin was only just starting to figure out how wacky Marvel was.

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Oh, Tamsin. You precious lamb.

"For Iron Man?" Ylva continued, seriously confused by this. "Maybe he's not Iron Man yet."

But that was, like, forever ago.

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In Tamsin's defense, Lost Girl was pretty insane, too.

"You're telling me he got a suit of armor and goes around calling himself 'Iron Man'?" Tamsin said. "Wow. That's special."

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Do you mean dying because of babies isn't normal? You've lost us.

Ylva shrugged in a manner that implied she wanted to seem cool, but also so wanted to be an Avenger and couldn't commit to agreeing that it was 'special' fully. Because she totally had plans drawn for Iron Valkyrie.

For reasons.

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Hey, now, dying of babies was something that still happened on the regular. Just not as a genetic and inescapable part of the species. Because that was stupid.

And ergo not how this Tamsin was wired, thank you.

"No, seriously," she said, "That's dumb. But I guess I shouldn't be surprised."

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"It's not dumb," she muttered mulishly. "Agent Morse promised to show me how to use escrima sticks next week."

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"Non-lethal combat training?" Tamsin said, sounding a little sympathetic this time. "Boring."

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"You think so?" Because she wasn't a Stark if she didn't have anxiety about living up to the expectations of a parent.

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"I mean, it's necessary," Tamsin said, shrugging. "But it's not the fun part." Beat. "Anyone ever teach you how to work with throwing daggers?"

Tamsin, no. This was not the appropriate way to bond with your child.

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YES IT WAS.

"You could show me!" Before her father found out and made high pitched noises of horror at them.

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Tamsin shot Dagny a look.

Dagny returned the look with teenage sullenness.

"You stay here," she said, "We're only going around the block."

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"Yes!" Ylva cheered, pumping fist in the air.

She was going to end up a bad ass like Brunnhilde or Sif now.