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The video opens to Peter sitting on the couch. 

“Okay, guys,” he begins. “Something big is about to go down.”

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Peter’s hands are covering his mouth, and his elbows are resting on his knees. 

“They’re bringing her home,” he says, sounding disbelieving. “I’m… I’m gonna meet Morgan. My baby sister. She’s coming home.” 

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Peter is bent over, and when he straightens up, Lady is in his arms. 

“How do you feel about having another family member, huh?” he asks. Lady wriggles around, trying to escape. “No? Okay.” 

Peter sets her down on the floor, and picks up Chloe. 

“What about you?” 

Chloe flails her feet around, catching Peter’s face and leaving a few light scratch marks. Peter sets her down, as well. 

“Clearly, the girls aren’t going to talk about their feelings,” Peter shrugs. “We’ll try again later.” 

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Peter leans back on the couch, throwing his head back. 

“Oh my god,” he exclaims. “It’s… it’s real now. I mean, obviously it’s always been real, but like… I guess I didn’t quite believe it? It didn’t really sink in, but… she’s coming home. And… and she’s gonna be here forever, now. For the rest of my life, there’s going to be this little… this little girl. Morgan. I’m so… I’m so excited!”

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“So,” Peter looks at the camera, sitting normally now. “If you haven’t caught on, Mr. Dad and Mom are bringing Morgan home today. They’ve been at the hospital for three days, because there were a few complications… Nothing serious, but they wanted to make sure everything was fine. So today, they’re… they’re coming home! And I am losing my mind. Ned and MJ are sitting behind the camera, I’m not sure why they won’t come sit on the couch with me, but whatever. So… yeah. That’s where we’re at. They’re coming home soon!” 

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The camera is shaky as Peter hurries down a hallway and into what appears to be a bedroom. Natasha is sitting on the bed, pulling her hair into a braid.

“Natasha,” Peter says. “Natasha, Natasha, Natasha.” 

“What?” Natasha asks, tossing her hair brush aside as she finishes the braid. 

“Morgan is coming home today, what are your thoughts?” Peter asks, putting the camera just a little too close to Natasha’s face. 

“Well,” Natasha says, pushing the camera back a little. “I’m very excited to have a little niece, and I’m very happy for all of you. Plus, once she can walk, I’m taking her to dance class, so… that’s just something you’re all gonna have to deal with.” 

“Oh my god, yeah!” Peter exclaims. “She can go to the studio with me, and I can take her when I go, and you can come and-” 

“Hold up,” Ned interrupts. Peter turns the camera to show Ned and MJ entering the room. “Since when do you take dance lessons?” 

“Um…” Peter turns the camera to himself, his expression looking sheepish and slightly amused. “I don’t?” 

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“So Peter’s apparently been holding out on us,” MJ explains, her and Ned now sitting on the couch. “How about you explain to them, Peter?” 

The camera turns to Peter standing awkwardly in the middle of the living room. 

“Well…” he says slowly. “Before my parents died, ever since I was, like two, I went to a dance school, where I took ballet, hip hop, tap, acro, basically every class they had. And then after they died, and I went to live with May and Ben, one of their old family friends let me go to her studio for free, but when I was around… eleven? I think? She died, and then her studio closed, and I couldn’t go to class anymore, but then I met Mr. Dad, and he caught me doing some turns and stuff in the lab once when I thought he was gone, found out May and I couldn’t afford lessons anymore, and ever since he’s insisted on putting me through dance school.” 

“Yeah, and for some reason, he never told me he could dance,” Ned says, sounding mildly offended. “So now he’s got to prove it. So he’s gonna pick something that he can do, and prove that he can dance.” 

“Okay..” Peter hesitates for a split second, before he turns his back on Ned and MJ, puts his right foot behind his left, plies, and springs into fouette turns. As he finishes, landing perfectly, applause can be heard from behind the camera. Clearly, there are more than just Ned and MJ watching. 

“Do something from acro class,” Ned calls out. 

Peter turns and gives him a light glare, before he turns, pauses, and goes into a back layout. 

“How flexible are you?” Steve’s voice asks. 

Peter walks towards the camera, straightening his shirt as he goes. “Um, I dunno. Pretty flexible.” 

“Prove it,” Ned, as always, insists. 

Peter rolls his eyes, but complies, He lays on the ground and goes into a chin stand, twisting his legs around. He then straightens and goes into an elbow stand, his legs bent over his head. He then goes into a handstand, then folds his back seemingly in half, balancing on his hands, before he touches his feet to the ground. After a moment, he flattens his feet and stands up. 

“Dude,” Ned says, sounding awed. “I am shocked and disappointed that you never told me this.” 

Peter shrugs, turning red. “This is not the point of this video.” 

“It should be the point of a video!” Ned insists. “That’s so cool, dude!” 

Peter turns even redder. 

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“They’re here!” Peter shouts, running into the living room. Ned turns the camera to him. He appears to have been filming Lady and Chloe. “They’re here! They’re here!” 

The elevator dings, but Tony is the only one to enter the room. Peter runs to him, catching him in a massive hug. After a moment, he pulls back. 

“Where’s Mom?” he immediately asks, bouncing on his toes. “Where’s Morgan?” 

“Relax,” Tony laughs. “They’re on their way up, but they wanted me to get you ready first. Come sit on the couch.” 

Tony grabs Peter’s wrist and gently pulls him back into the living room. Peter follows willingly, and plops onto the couch. 

“Now,” Tony explains. “You’re going to sit here, and close your eyes. When Mom and Morgan get up here, Mom’s going to put Morgan in your hands, but you have to keep your eyes closed until we say to open them. Okay?” 

“Okay,” Peter nods, bouncing a little. 

“So close your eyes, Pete,” Tony says, his voice filled with amusement. 

“Oh!” Peter exclaims, closing his eyes. “Okay, okay. They’re closed.” 

Tony rolls his eyes, but exits the frame. When he returns, he’s got an arm around Pepper, who’s holding Morgan in a bundle of blankets. Very gently, Pepper crouches down and arranges Morgan into Peter’s arms. 

“Okay,” Pepper says, backing away. “Open your eyes.” 

Peter blinks his eyes open, staring down at Morgan. Immediately, they fill with tears. 

“Hey,” he says softly. “Hey. My name’s Peter. I’m your big brother. Did you know that?” 

Morgan makes a tiny cooing sound. 

“Yeah,” Peter says softly. “I’m your brother. I’m gonna take care of you, alright? Nothing is ever gonna happen to you. Ever. I’ll keep you safe.” 

His voice drops down to a whisper, which the camera can barely make out. 

“I promise that I’ll love you forever,” Peter whispers. “I’ll keep you safe, and I’ll play with you, and I will be the best big brother you could ever have. Because you deserve the best.”

Peter leans down and gently kisses Morgan on the forehead. 

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Tony is in the kitchen, filming himself. “Well,” he says. “I guess I’m gonna do the outro. Peter and everyone are in the living room, fawning over Morgan, so it’s up to me to finish this up. Thank you for watching, and like and subscribe if you want to join the Ironfam and see more of… this. We’ve got some more chaos coming for you guys, we’ve got a surprise visitor on his way right now, so… we’ll see you all next time!” 

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