We said goodbye to our friends and promised them to come back in the weekend. We got on the helicopter and flew away. I was excited to see the new house. I worked very hard on it, I designed it perfectly and from memory.
"Where are we?" Natalie asked. I smiled.
"Welcome to Malibu." She looked at the window. She gasps. "See that, thats our new home." I pointed at the house.
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"Wow!" I was happy. It turned out so good. Just the way dad built it. It was like it was never destroyed.
"You did amazing." Steve said to me. We landed and we went to the front door.
"Ready?" I asked Natalie. She nodded. I opened the door and revealed the new home. We walked in and I was tearing up. It was exactly how we had it. The movers were still putting on some paintings and furniture. Natalie awed as she walked around the home.
"Crystal, wow." Steve awed. I held his hand and looked at the back of the house. The ocean view.
"I cant believe that its the same."
"You did amazing. Im very impressed." I smiled at him. "Wheres the rooms?" I lead him where my old room was. "This was your room?"
"Little, I know."
"Little? Doll, this is what my whole apartment looked like." He laughs.
"Wheres mine?" Natalie runs in.
"Here." I walked to her room, which was our guest bedroom, aka, Elenas room. Natalie jumped on her bed and laughs. "I didn't forget your present." We went to another room a d reviled a ballet room. "So you can practice."
"I can finally dance with my shoes that aunt Nat gave me!" I smiled at her. I walked into what was my dads room. Memories flooded in. Its a empty bedroom, it was like, it was never was touched. My dads bed, his sheets, his poster of iron man. I walked out and went to basement. Again, just like my dad had it. I typed in the code and walked in. I crossed my arms and smiled as I glanced at the room. Our old fancy cars where here. Its gonna be my office. I went back upstairs and went to the living room. Its good to be back.
"This was your old house? Im kinda offended that I was never invited to one of famous Stark parties." Steve said as he put his hands on my hips.
"Yes, until it was blown up to pieces. Plus, dont be, the last party was when my dad was dying and made a fool of himself."
"I cant believe this is real."
"Well, start believing Steve, this is our life now." I smiled. I looked up and saw a mover. "Excuse! That poster doesn't go there, that goes to the kitchen." I said as i walked to the mover.
Days Later:
We had officially moved in and had a little house party with our friends and family. Pepper was in tears and happy when she saw the house, she said that it was like she never left. I stayed home as I did my work here at home. I didnt want to leave Natalie. I was washing some dishes and Steve came home from work. Hes now a counselor, helping people that were affected by the snap. Its wonderful.
