Tasha,
Sorry,
I wrote you a letter earlier in a rush so I have to re-write it. How are the
babies? God… I miss them so much. Maybe I should stay home for a few more days?
I mean…They might need me!
God…I
fucking love you, baby. So much; you’re fucking beautiful and graceful. I look
at you and I fall in love with you all over again. I can’t help but love and
cherish you. Nothing will ever change—even if Clint is mixed in. I can’t wait
until our honeymoon, baby. I got us some new toys. ;)
So do
you think Clint should move in permentally? It’s your decision too, baby. I
know how close you two are as friends, and I also know that this is OUR
home.
Anya
and Nik are growing so fast, yes, I know they’re still little babies that still
sleep a lot. Mom said the wedding reception will be at the ranch.
What’s
really cool is that our kids and Peperoni’s (Pepper+Tony combined) have the
same birthday. Little Olivia is the apple in Fury’s eye. He said that he’s not going
to spoil her (We all know he will, just not overdue it).
TJ
(Tony Jr) looks just like Tony except that he has Pepper’s eyes. Ivy defiantly
has Pepper’s hair and Tony’s eyes and she has freckles! Hardly noticeable, but
there. I keep telling Pepper I’m going to call her Ginny Weasley (Ha. Like the
Harry Potter reference?) Jr. is going to be a heartbreaker when he gets older.
Seems
like Cap’t is smitten with my little sister, Rowen and vice versa. You see that
fuzz he’s trying to grow on his face? Hehe. Rowen will be good for him.
School
is going good. One of my old professors was a grade- A asshole. I told him that
Tony was a very close family friend and he started talking all this shit.
(Well, Pepper got wind of it and by god, you don’t EVER want to piss off Pepper
Stark and she slapped the hell outta him) I dropped his class. Different
teacher, same class.
Banner
and Jinny are close. She goes to him for just about anything. It’s still
amazing how she can calm Hulk down and not be afraid of him. Mom says that’s
Jinny’s power.
Well,
life around campus is booming. Do I wish I had the dorm-room experience? Hell
yeah. But I regret nothing. I’d much rather stay with you, baby.
I’m
glad that we’re wives now, baby. I’ll have to go in and do a name change. “Piper
Calaway-Romanov.”
I love you, wifey
Love, Piper
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