Narrator's POV

Tony leaned against the counter, yawning, before looking a sleepy Oliver making his way to the dinning table. "Hey Squirt."

"Hi, Papa." Oliver said, getting into a chair and yawning. "What are we having for breakfast?"

Peter and Wade were making up hours in Saturday school, while Stephen had to work at the clinic today.

"I was thinking about-"

Boss, you have an incoming call from Rhodey

"Put him on." Tony said.

"Tony, we need you at compound." Rhodey's voice came over the speakers system in the cabin.

"Hm, what for?" Tony asked, as he picked up an apple and bit into it.

"We've been discussing some-"

"Hi Rhodey!" Oliver greeted.

"-hi Oliver." Rhodey greeted back. "We've got some issues."

"I thought we had people to fix "issues"-"

"Major issues."

"Rhodey, I don't understand-"

"Just get over here." Was the last thing Rhodey said before going offline.

"Well, then." Tony turned to Oliver. "Looks like you and your dad are having a guys day."

Oliver looked at Tony.

"If you're coming to the compound with me, you're gonna need some better clothing." Tony said, looking at Oliver's pajamas. "And I have an idea."

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Screeeeeeeeech

One of Tony's fancy sports cars made its way into the compound, stopping in front of the building.

Rhodey was waiting outside for him.

Tony opened his car door. He was dressed in a suit with someone of his funky glasses. He got out of the car, reaching for the door to the seat behind him.

"Sorry I'm late I had-"

"You should've been here twenty minutes ago." Rhodey said. "We've been waiting for y-"

"-a little something to take care of." Tony opened the car door, revealing Oliver strapped in with a football helmet and a pair of Tony's sunglasses. He was wearing a custom made suit like Tony's.

"Hi, Rhodey." Oliver greeted Rhodey.

"Hey, kid." Rhodey smiled at Oliver, then he looked at Tony. "What's he doing here?"

"Stephen was busy, and no one was home. I couldn't leave him all by himself." Tony said, undoing Oliver's seatbelts. He helped him out of the car.

"He's small for his age." Rhodey said.

Tony removed Oliver's helmet off. "Yeah." Tony tossed the helmet in the air and caught it. "But he can probably kick your ass."

Oliver furrowed his eyebrows as he looked up at the two men.

"Alright, come on. I don't have all day." Tony tossed the helmet back in the car and closed the door. "Oliver and I have a guys day out, and daylight's burning." He took Oliver by the hand and walked toward the building.

Rhodey walked by his side. "You know what how they have the regular snickers? Then they have the fun sized?" Rhodey asked Tony. "Then they have the bite size minis? That's what he is." He pointed at Oliver.

///0///0

"I know you all missed me. There's no need to cry." Tony said as the doors to the conference room slid open. He removed his sunglasses. "The fun has arrived."

Everyone looked at him, then at the small figure by his side.

"Didn't know today was "being your kid to work day"." Clint said, looking at Oliver.

"He looks just like you." Wanda said, looking down at Oliver. She made red aurora come from her hands and played with Oliver, entertaining him.

"Well, husband's kinda busy." Tony said, letting go of Oliver and taking a seat. "Alright, what are we looking at here?"

"Twenty two hours ago, we caught this man on camera." Sam said, projecting an image of a man.

"Okay, he's a man going into the store for some eggs. What's so suspicious about that?"

"Ross sent these reports." T'challa said. "If it's coming from him, they must be important."

"His name is Cletus Kasady, a serial killer charged with several second degree murders." Sam said. "A few weeks ago, he was sent to San Quentin prison."

"He's kept under close watch and under high security maintenance." Clint said. "The guards have described some of the things he tells them."

"He says he plans to break out soon. That's there'll be another body somewhere. He describes his plans, writing them out on the walls with his own blood." Rhodey explained.

"Why are we going over this? He's in jail, he's been caught. Boom. No need to worry about it." Tony said.

"It isn't that easy Tony." Rhodey said. "A few days ago, we were sent this video of him in his sell."

Sam pulled up a video and played it.

In it, you could see how Kasady would twist and shape his own body into irregular forms. He would squeeze in between the bars of his sell and break out, attacking the team that guarded his cell. Gunshots were fired, but they did nothing to Kasady. He bypassed the guards, taking them down.

"Wanda." Tony said.

Wanda nodded. "Come here, bud. Let me take you for a tour of the compound." She took him by the hand, walking toward the door.

"Can I get some apple juice?" He asked.

"Of course." She smiled down at him as they walked out of the room.

The video stopped playing.

"They managed to put him under control." Sam said, "Putting him in another room."

"Ross sent this voice recording this morning." T'challa said. He nodded at Sam.

Sam played the recording.

"You thirsty? Need anything?" Came Ross's voice.

There was no response.

"Alright. Cletus Kasady." Ross spoke. "It's says here that you've been charged for five murders and an attempt at a sixth one. Is that correct?"

No response.

"Do you wanna tell me what's going on? What're your plans? I hear you really like telling people about them."

There was a loud inhale.

"Are you gonna talk? I can always come back tomorrow if you-" Ross stopped talking when there was some mumbling. "Sorry, what was that?"

"There will be carnage." Came Cletus's voice.

"Carnage?" Ross asked. "What do you mean by that?"

"There will be carnage Mr. Ross."

"Explain it to me."

Cletus began to laugh. His laughing got louder and louder. It got more out of control. "There'll be carnage!" Cletus shouted. "There'll be carnage! There'll be carnage! There'll be carnage!" He kept repeating that over an over again, until the tape cut.

"Is there anything else?" Tony asked.

"That's all they managed to get before Cletus broke out of the facility." Sam said.

"No one knows where he is or who his next victim is, but we need to find him now." Rhodey said.

"We were hoping you'd have someway to track this guy down." Clint said.

"Not me." Tony said. "But I know someone who might."

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"So cookies and cream is your favorite huh?"

"Yup."

"I've always been a fan of chocolate." Tony said as he sat outside of a creamery, enjoying frozen treats with Oliver.

"I like the cookie bits in mine." Oliver said, eating a spoonful of ice cream.

"And I like when your Daddy is happy, so let's not tell him about this, okay?" Tony said. He knew he really wasn't suppose to be giving Oliver this much sugar , but he's a kid.

What can I say? He's gotta have fun sometimes.

Little did they know that having fun sometimes attracts unwanted attention.

"Mmm~" There was a low chuckle. "This ought to be fun."