peter’s first years
“thor! for the love of god, please stop feeding my son extra pop tarts!” tony shouted.
“but young stark loves the happy birthday tart pops, as do i. i am only sharing them with a fellow tart pop lover. should he not get them because he was created by you?” thor questioned.
tony facepalmed.
“you know what, just don’t let him have more than two” “
perhaps”
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“come on kiddo” clint exclaimed
“where are we going uncle clint?” six year old peter asked
“you’ll see,” clint said, pulling up his nephew into the vents.
“where are we, uncle clint?”
“the vents, we’re gonna scare your aunt nat”
“but that’s not nice, uncle clint! auntie nat is the best!” peter shouted
“but you don’t know how to get out, squirt, so now you have to help me prank your auntie.”
“aw uncle clint,” peter whined “no fair”
“come on pete, loosen up” clint said they climbed through the vents, until they reached the vent in natasha’s room. she was unfortunately standing right underneath the vent.
“watch this,” clint whispered.
he jumped out of the vents, but natasha moved out of the way, with clint landing face first on the floor
“karma, uncle clint!” peter laughed from the vents.
natasha looked up.
“clint!” she kicked the man lying on the ground “why would you bring маленький паук into the vents. stark is going to kill you”
“he had fun, nat”
“я не хотел приходить сюда” peter said.
“ugh, why’d you teach him russian” clint whined
“same reason he was taught italian, spanish, and an alien language; so you don’t know what he’s saying.” nat coolly replied
“i hate you” clint muttered
“love you too loser” nat said as she kicked him in the balls.
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tony lightly shook peter.
”hey petey,” he whispered
”yeah daddy?” peter asked, sleepily.
”we’ve got some new avengers coming today.”
peter jumped out of bed. “is it papa?”
“i’m sorry underoos,” tony frowned.
peter pouted.
“it’s scott and his girlfriend hope. but scott has a little girl who’s your age petey!” tony said, attempting to cheer him up.
peter seemed to forget about whatever disappointment he felt. “what do they do? do they have powers? or a suit like yours and uncle rhodey’s? what’s her name? does she like legos?”
”slow down underoos. but to answer your questions, they have suits that let them shrink or grow bigger, his daughter’s name is cassie, and you’ll have to ask her when she comes over today,” tony answered.
...
the doorbell rang.
tony walked over to answer it, while trying to hold peter at the same time.
on the other side of the door stood scott, hope, a man tony didn’t recognize, and a little girl, who must be cassie, clinging on to scott’s leg.
”hello, you can come on in. do you need help with your luggage?” tony asked
”oh that would be nice, thank you” hope politely answered.
”pete, you’re gonna have to come down buddy”
”peter, why don’t you meet cassie,” hope suggested.
“do you like legos?” peter asked “cause i just got a train set that i haven’t built yet.”
”oh i think i have a story about trains. or legos. or lego trains.” the man said
“i’d love to hear it,” tony said, carrying two bags inside. “um, what is your name, by the way,”
”oh i’m luis, and um, let me think...” luis responded
”you know what? why don’t i help you tony.” scott interrupted.
”no, i think i want to hear this, scott.” tony said.
”you really don’t. his stories go on forever.” hope whispered.
“actually, let’s go to your rooms, how many do you need?” tony asked, trying to change the subject.
”we only need 3,” scott answered.
“alright, let’s get you set up then,”
...
thor looked down at cassie, who stood next to peter.
”stark,” he boomed “is this another young stark?”
”no,” scott answered for tony, “she’s my daughter”
”and he’s the world’s greatest grandma!” cassie giggled.
“what?” peter asked.
”oh let me show you a picture, it’s amazing,” scott replied, pulling out his phone. at the sight of the picture peter giggled, and he, cassie, and scott all ended up all laughing loudly together, as tony and hope took pictures of the scene.