*Author's note*

Hey guys been awhile since I updated this story (been kinda focused on my Queen/BoRhap imagine/oneshot book). Now this fic came from a request on my Tumblr page so before I post it up on there, I want to give you guys a taste on what this requester wanted. So brief character bio you're around 4 years old, and this takes place during Scott's house arrest (so just before the Antman and Wasp events) *also side note for the fact that we're all in quarantine, we can all take it from Scott Lang on how to not go insane from being stuck inside our homes*

Also in this fic you'll have powers but I won't tell you what it is, you'll just have to read on to find out. So I hope this brings some fluff to some of your lives out there and remember Stay safe, stay healthy and stay protected :)

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Day 143. Sunday afternoon, well technically it's 11:55am but time seems to go by slowly when you're under house arrest, in fact time is an irrelevant mesh isn't it? Wow didn't know I could go that deep into philosophy. But anyways it's been 143 days since I was sentenced to my 2yr house arrest after I sided with Cap back in Germany against Stark.

Honestly, this beats having to deal with prison again, this time it would've been in an ocean of solitary confinement. I would've gone mad had I screwed up my chances of seeing Cassie again. She's helped make this house arrest more bearable and honestly a lot more fun. But currently her and her mom along with Paxton went North to visit Maggie's parents who hadn't seen Cassie in a while.

Which left me here. Alone. With no one to really entertain. I mean sure Luis and the guys come over every once in awhile but they're business forming up their own business. Apparently they're next bright idea was selling security equipment. Not that I'm complaining at all, they're good guys to have around every now and then but—they can be a bit much at times.

I know not really making much sense am I? Well that kinda happens whenever you're stuck in your house all day and night.

Right now it was trash day so I gathered up all the trash and proceeded to head outside to put my trashcan out (as best I could without triggering my ankle bracelet). Now I'm thinking this is gonna be just a simple in and out type situation, as it always is, but as I went out towards the trashcans that I kept in the backyard there was a sudden bang.

At first I thought it was a gunshot but it sounded way to close. Plus as I looked towards my trashcans, I thought I saw something move behind them.

"Hello?" I called out. There was another loud bang from behind the trashcans and I continued saying, "Look I'm unarmed. If you want money you won't find much. But if you just want food, I can give it to you." yeah I know that was probably stupid of me to say but most of the time you will see some homeless person going through the trash in this part of the city.

Soon coming out from behind the trashcan wasn't an adult, but a small child. She appeared to be a couple years younger than Cassie, her (h/c) hair was long and madded like a rat's nest, and she looked pretty dirty like she hadn't bathed in weeks, maybe months. But what shocked me the most was how skinny she looked. She wore clothes that were twice her size, it was like she was just drowning in them.

"Hey, hey sweetheart." She backed away fearfully and tried to hide behind the trashcans once more. "No, no, no hey. It's okay. I'm not gonna hurt you. See?" he sat down on the ground so that he wouldn't intimidate her. Then using one of his new hobbies that he had to learn while in house arrest, he made a fake bouquet of flowers come out from his back.

It peeked her interest as she slowly came out from behind the trashcan. A soft smile spread across her face.

"Here you know, I think I got something better than what you'll find in there." I quickly raced inside and got out the leftover pizza box I had from last night. I took out a single slice of the pepperoni and quickly placed it in the microwave for about 15 seconds before coming back outside.

I sat back down and said to the small girl.

"You like pizza?" she looked at me before nodding softly. "Then have a bite of this. At least here it smells fresh and not mixed in with some other stuff and god knows what else." The little girl slowly walked towards me, staring at the pizza. She would every now and then look up between me and the pizza. "It's okay sweetheart, it's not poisoned or anything."

I broke off the tip of it and ate it to show her that it wasn't poisoned or tampered with in anyway.

"See? Just a little hot but it's all good." Finally she raised her hands and took the pizza from the plate. She sniffed it before taking a small bite. Slowly her eyes widened with pure joy as she continued to devour the pizza. "Whoa hey slow down there kiddo, you're gonna choke if you just inhale it like that." I warned her.

She quickly looked up at me before looking down shamefully down, a slight glint of tears forming at the corner of her eyes.

"It's okay. I'm not mad. I just didn't want you to choke on it. You can keep eating." She looked down at her pizza and went back to eating it.

Once she finished it, I took the plate back from her and asked her.

"Was that good?" she nodded. "You know if you'd like, I've got some juice or something for you in case you're thirsty." She looked up at me with those big (e/c) eyes of hers as she tilted her head to the side. Oh wow that sounds a little creepy doesn't it? "I promise I'm not gonna hurt you. I've got a daughter just a little over your age and I don't know maybe you both might like the same stuff. Cause I—can't really leave the house."

I showed her my ankle bracelet and she looked down at it before looking back up at me. I held out my hand to her and she looked down at it.

"I promise, I'm not going to hurt you. Do you trust me?" she was silent but I soon saw her reach out her hand and she placed her tiny hand into mine. I gently closed my hand over hers as I then led her on inside.

Once we were inside, I poured her a glass of apple juice (Cassie loves apple juice) so hopefully this kid loves it too. As she began to drink the juice, so many questions kept running through my mind. Where did she come from? Who was she? How did she get like this? Where were her parents? Things like that.

Should I call someone? Child services maybe? I don't know. Maybe I'll sleep on that for tonight. Maybe I can get some answers out of her.

"Hey sweetie," she turned to face me. "Do you have a name? I mean I can't just keep calling you sweetie, sweetheart or munchkin can I?" at that point she looked down sadly. Her hands fiddling with the oversized shirt, oh no. Is—is she an orphan? Or, and I pray to God this isn't the case, did her parents abandon her. "Can you speak sweetheart?"

She shook her head no. Okay so she wasn't deaf cause she's actually responding to me. So was she mute? Or was she choosing not to speak.

"Well, think I should tell you me name first so that way we're not strangers anymore. I'm Scott. Scott Lang." I came up to her and held out my hand for a handshake now. She softly smiled and shook my hand.

Okay good progress we're getting there.

"Hey, since uhh—since you can't talk. How bout I give you a name? Is that okay with you?" she nodded and that's when I grabbed my phone and went through some websites for the top 100 baby names for girls. "Okay let's see, how about.......Belle?" she shook her head no. "Ariel?" again she shook her head. "Don't make me choose Cinderella." She then gave me a stank face as her tongue stuck out and I softly laughed. "I'm just playing yah kiddo. Here let's see what this list has."

I scrolled through the website trying to find the perfect name for her. Soon a name that felt like it belonged to her came on the list and I said to her.

"Okay, how do you feel about (Y/n)?" her eyes widened and a smile came across her face as she nodded happily. "Alright, (Y/n) it is then."

After we settled on her name, I took her up to the bathroom to get her cleaned up (couldn't let her remain dirty forever right?). By some miracle I managed to get her once madded rat's nest of hair under control, and now that she was all clean I got a better look at this little cutie.

She had a little button-like nose, her eyes now sparkled with new life now that she no longer looked like she had a raccoon mask of dirt on her eyelids.

Her chubby cheeks that showed two little dimples whenever she smiled. She looked like a brand new girl. Once she was all dried up, I put her into some of Cassie's old clothes (thank god I managed to convince Maggie to let me do the Good will run. That I may have forgotten to do before I was picked to join Cap's team in Germany).

By late afternoon, we were now currently watching some cartoons together when I decided that maybe I could make her laugh at something. Of course she smiled every now and then but there was something in her eyes that really showed me that she was still sad about something.

Being the dad that I am I know I hate it whenever my Peanut is upset, so I make it my life's mission to always make Cassie laugh at least once a day (once I got out of prison that was). I got up from the couch acting like I was gonna grab a drink of water but what I was really gonna grab was my magic cards, the eye-popping glasses, and clown wig.

I put the clown wig on as well as the glasses and suddenly jumped in front of her holding out the deck of cards.

"Pick a card, any card!" I proclaimed. She looked at me oddly but looked down at the deck and picked a single card from the deck. "Memorize the card. Okay now put it back, face down don't let me see it." She did as she was told.

I then shuffled the deck behind my back trying to mix the cards up till I thought it was good enough. I brought the deck back out in front of us and I said.

"Okay (n/n), now I'm gonna brush through the cards and you tap the cushion twice when you want me to stop, K?" she nodded and that's when I began dealing through the cards. I heard her pat the cushion and I stopped at the 14th card. I took it out from the deck and held it in my hand. "Alright, now was this your card?" I turned it over to her.

She shook her head no. I turned it towards me and saw that it was the Jack of clubs.

"Wait what? Now where did that.....oh man I must really be losing my eyes if I misplaced it." I then pressed the button on the glasses and soon the eyes on the glasses popped out.

At that point I heard her starting to laugh. Not giggle, but a real laugh. Her laughter slowly grew in volume but what was surprising was that I began to see the lights starting to flicker on and off. As she then let out this one shriek of laughter, the lights suddenly exploded and the entire house went dark.

When the power went off throughout the entire house, to say I was freaked out a bit would be a bit of an understatement. Now whether I can confirm or deny that I may have shrieked like a girl, I'll just say I got a little spooked by it.

I looked back down at (Y/n) who was now covering her mouth and trying to sink further into the couch. Wow, so—she's like a real life Boo (you know that little toddler from Monster's Inc.) (Y/n) has powers. Oh my god I just took in a child that has powers. Wow never thought this is how my house arrest would turn out.

"That—that was you wasn't it?" I wanted to confirm it with her. Cause maybe this could be a hallucination or something. Maybe the power did go off on its owe—oh who am I kidding, it was (Y/n) that did this. When I saw her nod sadly she got off the couch and solemnly walked towards the backdoor. "Whoa, whoa, whoa hey. Where do you think you're going?" I said as I stopped her and knelt down beside her.

Her sad, teary eyes stared right at me and that's when I asked her.

"Did—did you think I would get mad and kick you out if I found out about this?" she nodded, her eyes refusing to meet mine. "(Y/n), sweetie I'm not mad. So what if you have powers, it's cool. That means now I get to nickname you Boo. You ever seen Monster's Inc?" she shook her head no. "Okay we'll fix that up. It was one of Cassie's favorite movies growing up, I think you'll like it."

I stroked some of the hair out of her face. I knew at this rate with her having powers, there was no way I can get Child services involved. Now that the Accords (still don't really know the entirety of them all I know is that they're bad for super heroes) had been finalized, they could take her away to that Raft prison that's out in the middle of the ocean and lock her up. But she's only a kid, she doesn't deserve that fate.

"Kiddo I'm not mad. In fact can I tell you a secret?" she nodded. I quickly looked around to make sure we were alone (which made her quietly giggle) I gestured with my finger for her to lean closer as I whispered to her, "I'm a super hero." Her eyes widened in shock. "Yep. My alter ego, is Ant-Man." At this point she looked at me confused, "What you've never heard of Ant-Man?" she shook her head no. "Alright, well we'll fix that too."

I guided her back towards the living room and sat her down on the couch and I sat down beside her. I gently stroked down her hair and assured her again.

"You'll be safe here (Y/n). Whatever it was that you had to deal with before, or being rejected or whatever, you won't have it here. I can protect you. And maybe once my 2 years are up, maybe just maybe......I can introduce you to some people who could help you control those powers of yours."

Her eyes lit up as her face almost screamed out 'for real?'

"Yeah kiddo. I promise, no one is gonna hurt you ever again." At that point she hugged me. I smiled softly down at her and gently embraced her back.

Call me crazy I know but I can't kick her back out into the streets. Besides I've been experienced to enough craziness already from when I first met Hank and Hope, to fighting alongside Team Cap against Stark, so why not? And like I said, I don't know what the CS would do if they found out she had powers, either lock or up or just kill her (now that's messed up but I'm told it happens).

But hey, on the bright side at least Cassie will get to be the older sister she always wished she could be.