A few years later
Peter had never gone back to Midtown ever again. He was for the first time in a long time extremely happy. He got to experience somewhat of a normal childhood. He grew up in the tower, and he had the family and the love that he could ask for. He always went to pick up his two best friends but he never regretted leaving midtown high.
Ned and MJ had finished high school and University with their best friends by their side. Shuri had decided to stay back at SI with Peter, Ned and MJ. As time went by Peter and MJ got into a relationship and as you know they got married a couple more years down the line. Peter had taken over the title of CEO of one of the most prestigious companies out there. He was the Son of Tony and Pepper Stark the future of SI.
~On Christmas day ~
Everyone was happy and laughing. Peter and Ned were with the rest of the male avengers while MJ was with Pepper, Natasha and Wanda. Jokes were going around and the laughter was echoing off the walls.
"So MJ are you prepared to become the next Pepper Potts- Stark?" Pepper asks the young woman in front of her with a smile
Knowing what exactly Pepper meant MJ replies with a smile of her own "Isn't that expected?"
That day was one of the many times that this was discussed. Until it happened. Just like his father Peter became the mechanic of the company, building and doing major projects, while MJ took care of everything else.
Who knows, this may be the story of the next generation of Starks as well.
The festive ambiance continued to envelope the Stark residence, where decorations adorned every corner, and the scent of holiday delights wafted through the air. The flickering lights on the grand Christmas tree reflected the joy shared among the gathered friends and family.
Peter, clad in a festive sweater, found himself in the midst of a jovial conversation with Tony Stark's former colleagues turned close friends. Laughter echoed as they reminisced about past adventures and shared anecdotes. Ned, his ever-loyal companion, added comic relief with his witty remarks and infectious humor.
Meanwhile, MJ found herself engaged in a lively discussion with Pepper, Natasha, and Wanda. The women exchanged stories, both humorous and heartfelt, as they revelled in the camaraderie that had developed over the years. The room buzzed with the warmth of friendship and shared history.
Pepper, observing the dynamic between MJ and her friends, couldn't help but feel a sense of pride. She turned to MJ with genuine curiosity, "MJ, have you ever considered how much you've become an integral part of our legacy here at Stark Industries?"
MJ, sipping her drink with a thoughtful expression, replied, "Well, Pepper, considering the incredible people I'm surrounded by, I'd be a fool not to."
The conversation took a turn toward the future, and Pepper couldn't resist teasing, "So, when can we expect the next generation of Starks to make an appearance?"
Peter, overhearing the banter, chimed in with a grin, "Well, considering MJ's organizational skills, it might not be too far off."
MJ shot him a playful glare, "Easy there, Stark. Let's focus on managing Stark Industries first."
Amidst the laughter and playful banter, Tony's spirit seemed to linger in the room. The legacy he built, now carried by his son and friends, was alive and thriving. The atmosphere was a testament to the bonds forged over time, a testament to the resilience of the Stark family.
As the day unfolded, the Stark household became a hub of celebration, where past, present, and future converged in a tapestry of love and shared aspirations. Little did they know that, indeed, this Christmas day marked the beginning of a new chapter—a chapter that would continue to unfold in the legacy of the Starks.