cap wakes up
Tony was angry at Steve, sure. I mean Jesus, who just breaks a 16 year old’s nose? But Tony also knew that it was his fault that Peter was in this mess and honestly he felt responsible for the kid’s broken nose. When he made it down to the lab Peter was tinkering away at the spider-station they had set up.
“Pete.” Tony called out to the boy as he entered the lab. “Peter.” He still hadn’t gotten a response. Tony crossed the room and lifted Peter’s head. The kid looked like shit. He was crying and his nose had definitely already healed itself without having been set first. There was blood that was drying on his face and it was smeared like Peter had tried to wipe it off.
“I’m sorry Mister Stark. I just didn’t want him to hurt you. He’s a lot stronger than you and it was scary.” Peter sniffed, wincing. “I can’t believe Captain America broke my nose though.” The boy managed a watery smile.
“Yeah well, he’s not going to believe that a 16 year old kid managed to knock him out with a single punch, kiddo.” Peter’s eyes went wide.
“I did WHAT?” All of Peter’s confidence vanished and suddenly the kid was a stuttering mess. Something about how Mr. Captain America Sir was going to kill him or something.
“Kid.” Peter kept rambling to himself “KID” Peter whipped around to face Tony, nearly hyperventilating. “Kid, breathe. You’re not in trouble. No one’s angry with you. In fact, I think that the two birdbrains upstairs have a new favorite superhero. And it isn’t Spider-Man.” Peter looked confused and Tony sighed. “Peter, it’s you. Peter Benjamin Parker. They were giggling like school girls up there after you knocked Capsicle out.” Peter’s face lit up.
“You mean it? Hawkeye and Falcon were impressed?”
“Yeah, kid. Let’s head upstairs. Captain Dickwad has some apologizing to do and I’m sure he’s awake by now with his healing factor.” Peter smiled and the two made their way back up to the Avenger’s Common Area.
“I mean damn, Cap. The kid’s like 3 and he knocked you the fuck out.” Sam Wilson’s voice carried around the corner. Tony and Peter had just stepped out of the elevator and Peter looked slightly offended. Said boy rushed around the corner.
“Um excuse me, I’m 16.” Peter said. Tony smirked as he made his way around the corner and he was loving the sight that met him. Steve was sat on the couch, an ice pack pressed to his face, the rest of the team was scattered around and everyone’s eyes were on Peter who was currently stood, hand on his hip, in the middle of the common area. The looks on everyone’s faces were priceless. It was like looking at an Avengers Renaissance painting.
“Son, I-“ Cap started.
“I’m also not your son, Miss Elsa.” Tony barked a laugh at the terrible nickname and everyone turned their attention to him.
“I taught you well, kid.” Tony placed a hand on Peter’s shoulder. “Let Capsicle apologize.”
“Fine.” Peter sighed.
Cap stood from his spot on the couch, laying the ice pack on the table. He had a giant bruise on his jaw. The man crossed to the kitchen, wetting a couple of paper towels before moving to stand in front of Peter. Steve handed Peter the towels. “I’m truly sorry for hurting you, I was not in my right mind. I don’t know how to make it up to you.” Peter took the towels, wiping the mixture of blood, snot and tears from his face. Then he smiled.
“It’s alright. Ned’s going to freak when I tell him that I knocked you out. He already thinks I’m cooler than Mr. Stark because I was able to steal your shield in Germany.” Peter had a shit eating grin on his face. Steve laughed and held out a hand to the younger boy.
“Fair enough, spider-brat.” Peter giggled, shaking the man’s hand.
“So, Ice Cap, you said you didn’t know how to make it up to me?” Peter broke the awkward silence. A smile was slowly stretching across the boy’s face.
“Anything you want, kid. Within reason.”
“Have you ever heard of vine?” Peter was holding back giggles at this point.
“I’m going to assume you aren’t speaking of the plant.” Steve sighed.
“Nope!” Peter replied. “FRIDAY Play my Captain America Vines Playlist from Youtube. And can you put it on the TV?”
“Certainly, Mr. Peter.” The TV flickered to life and a video began to play.
“How did you take down Captain America?” The man on the screen said. Cap had turned around and now looked slightly nervous.
“Ve shot him in ze legs because his shield is ze size of a dinner plate and he iz an idiot” Peter and the two bird brains were laughing so hard, Tony was afraid they would pass out. Tony had heard all of these before, obviously. Even Bucky had a smile on his face and Steve was sputtering about his shield being bigger than a dinner plate. The next video came on. They had made it through almost the whole playlist, Cap getting more and more frustrated as the videos went on when it hit the final vine. This one was Tony’s favorite.
“Hello Mistah Bahnes” The German accented voice said.
“We’re going to take your arm off.”
“I think I just need some help.”
“Give you cool robot arm.”
Bucky’s face was a mix between anger, disgust and amusement.
“That’s actually almost exactly how that went.” Peter couldn’t hold in his laughter at Bucky’s statement and he was currently screeching like a banshee on the floor, screaming something about his abs hurting. The rest of the team was laughing and making fun of the two super soldiers. Tony knew they were going to hit some rough patches but the Avengers were back together. A family, just as they should be. Now they just had to work on finding Bruce and Thor.