Oh Why You Gotta Be So Talkative
“Karen, ask FRIDAY to connect.” Peter sat in his room with his mask on.
It had been days and his dreams were filled with arguing. Words had been said and Tony was getting zero sleep. Peter understood both sides and it made him angry that no one was willing to listen to each other.
“Connecting.” Karen replied. There were a few moments where she said nothing. “Connected.”
“Hello, Peter.” FRIDAY’s voice greeted. “I’m assuming you do not want me to inform Boss that you are talking to me?”
“Yeah.” Peter nods. “I… need you to get me in front of the UN.”
“How do you want me to do this?” FRIDAY asked.
“Four day weekend. I’ll tell May I’m going to Ned’s house. I have a passport from when we went to Panama for vacation with Ben.” Peter hoped FRIDAY understood him.
“You know, if I didn’t know better, I would think you are Boss’s child.” FRIDAY humored. “How about I connect you to Mrs. Potts?”
“Fine.” Peter sighed.
There was ringing of a phone before Pepper answered.
“Peter, hello. I’ve heard all about you.” Pepper answered the phone. “FRIDAY says you want to get in front of the UN?”
“Mrs. Potts, I think I can help with the accords and pressure. If I’m thrown into the mix they should let up. It’s the law. They’re required to give time for me to be put into Tony’s life full time. I can also testify.” Peter told her. “Also… May is struggling and she is too proud to ask for help. I hate asking for things. It can fix everything.”
“That… can work. Peter, I can take you out there but you cannot tell Tony. He will be angry if you’re exposed.” Pepper sighed. “I’ll call for a private meeting.”
“Thank you, Pepper.” Peter sighed.
“You’re welcome. I want this to be over just like you do. I want to help.” Pepper sounded like what Peter could remember of his mother. Warm and kind. Caring.
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Peter stood next to Pepper as she talked to the people at the receptionist desk. They were getting their badges and signed in.
There was press outside, but they weren’t able to see Peter. They knew that there was some type of meeting of the UN dealing with the accords and it was a top secret meeting.
“Come on, Peter.” Pepper took Peter’s hand and lead him down the hallway. They passed many workers, who stared as they passed. Peter could hear some whispers, wonders of who Peter was.
The walk was short. They appeared at a door and it was pulled open by guards. They stepped in and was greeted with the sight of almost one hundred people sitting in seats. Peter recognized King T’Challa of Wakanda sitting at front. His eyes bore into Peter as he walked into the middle of the room. Pepper stood behind Peter once they stopped.
“If I am to ask, who is speaking?” T’Challa asked. He was leading this meeting and peter didn’t know if he was glad or not.
“Peter Parker.” Peter answered.
“And why have you and Mrs. Potts called us here today?” T’Challa asked.
“We have come here to put a hold on the Accords and dismantlement of the Avengers.” Pepper spoke for Peter.
“On what grounds?” T’Challa frowned.
“The Child Soulmate laws in America. According to the UN this law is internationally acknowledged and respected.” Peter gripped his hands together in front of him. Pepper placed a hand on his shoulder.
“And who is your soulmate, and why should we care?” T’Challa seemed slightly interested.
“Tony Stark. My platonic soulmate is Tony Stark. I grew up watching him live his life as Iron Man. I have only had communication through letters and gifts sent to me. I haven’t met him in real life before. I’ve only met Mrs. Potts today in person because I reached out to her. She’s had knowledge of me ever since he found out.” Peter found his confidence. “I am an orphan who lives with his widowed aunt. My aunt is struggling to pay for our home. Pepper agrees that it is the best action for me to come into Mr. Stark’s life fully. For my wellness. I’ve watched him throw everything away to save this planet. To save the people around him. He flew a nuke into a portal and almost died. I watched as he tried to save as many people as he could. You cannot tell me he isn’t a good man. His actions aren’t always the best, but he is trying.”
Silence spread across the room as they all stared at Peter.
“I can bring them all back. I can stop the fighting. You just have to let me do this. Let them have say in the Accords. You cannot write laws without having say from who you’re making laws of.” Peter put an offer on the table. “I just need time.”
The UN figures all looked at each other and nodded. T’Challa sighed and nodded.
“Fine. We accept.” T’Challa confirmed.
The members all got up and started to disperse. T’Challa approached Pepper and Peter, quietly watching as Pepper kissed Peter’s head.
“Stark has asked me to help restrain Mr. Barnes and Rogers. I can get you onto the Quinjet. You have this shot.” T’Challa offered.
“Where are we going?” Peter asked.
“Germany.”
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Peter sat crouched in the back of the Quinjet watching as the non-defected Avengers. They all sat there quietly together, not saying a word about what was going to happen. Peter thought it looked so depressing. Peter could see Tony sitting up near the front, staring at his hands. When was the last time he slept? When was he going to realize this fight isn’t worth it.
Peter could feel the plane lowering towards the ground quickly. Once it hit the ground the others got up. Peter locked eyes with T’Challa for a second, a quiet message going between the two. The message of not utterly fucking this up. Of a good luck.
The door opened and all of them got off the jet. Peter waited a good thirty seconds before sneaking off of the Quinjet. Peter watched as they went to face Captain America and the others. He looked around and noticed Sergeant Barnes and the Falcon wasn’t there. That hit red flags as his senses tingled.
Peter snuck off, heading towards one of the buildings nearby. He listened carefully, ignoring the heated conversation between the groups of heroes. He heard footsteps and hard breathing coming from the empty building to his right. Quickly, he scaled the building and climbed through the second story window. He perched on one of the roof support beams quietly and watched as the two ran through the building.
It was when Barnes stopped and looked towards him that Peter panicked.
“Oh shit.” Peter whispered and tried to move back behind another beam.
“What’s wrong, Barnes?” Falcon asked as he stopped next to Barned.
“Someone’s up there.” Barnes pointed towards Peter. Falcon squinted and Peter decided it was time to drop down and land in front of them.
“Hey uh, I’m not here to stop you or hurt you!” Peter held his hands out slightly in defense, like he was talking to a wounded animal. Peter then pointed out the window as he talked. “None of them know I’m here and to be frank, I’d like to keep it that way until I can talk to you.”
The two men stopped tensing up and slowly relaxed.
“Who are you, Spider-Punk?” Falcon asked.
“First off, it’s Spider-Man. I know you watch TV, Mr. Wilson.” Peter pouts. “But I am your ticket to this all stopping before it becomes a mess. I talked to the UN and they’re putting a hold on the Accords. But only if I can stop this. Why are you running? Other than them trying to throw you in jail, y’know.”
“I was framed. The guy has more of me in a containment center. I was brainwashed back then. They made me kill the Starks back then. Stark wouldn’t listen to Steve.” Barnes explained.
“Oh… OH that’s not good.” Peter put a hand up to his mouth, the clothed fingers pressing against his covered mouth for a second. “Okay, look. Mr. Stark is going to kill me when I go out there, okay? Can I just… web you guys up to make sure you don’t run?”
“How old are you?” Barnes asked.
“Old enough to drive, sir.” Peter shrugged.
“That doesn’t tell us anything. I say 18.” Wilson replied.
Peter just sighed and jumped towards them. He kicked off of them and shot them down. The webs pulled them to the ground and kept them there.
“Sorry, guys. No hard feelings.” Peter then jumped up and shot a web to sling him away and out of the open window.
Peter flew out of the window, his legs flailing as he soared through the air. The sudden movement caused the heroes bellow him to look up. Peter shot out a web and smoothly landed in the middle.
“Peter Benjamin Parker how did you get here?!” Tony’s words came out quickly the second he processed that it was Peter in front of him. The other heroes were all watching as the teenager tensed up at the voice.
“I’ve come here to stop this.” Peter straightened up and turned to him. “I… me and Pepper went to the UN.”
“You and Pepper did what?” Tony stepped towards Peter. His expression looked like he was torn between being worried and absolutely angry.
“We got the Accords to be paused and for them to be rewritten with you guys having word in it.” Peter rambled. “Also with Sgt. Barnes, he was framed. Yeah like, he killed your parents but he was brainwashed and he was forced. There’s more of him that the bad dude is gonna use!”
“He killed my parents and there’s more of them?!” Tony took another step towards Peter. “Peter how do you know this?”
“I uh, asked? Mr. Stark I watch what you do, you never once stopped to ask what was going on!” Peter whined.
“Peter, be careful.” Karen whispered.
“I also webbed up Sgt. Barnes and Mr. Wilson up in the building so they wouldn’t move.” Peter rubbed the back of his neck.
“Oh my God.” Peter heard Ms. Romanoff whisper.
“Mr. Stark. Please, just… stop this.” Peter rung his hands together. “I… I can’t stand this anymore. I know you can’t stand it anymore.”
“Kid…” Tony sighed and his suit pulled back to let him out. Tony walked up to Peter and hugged him. Peter pressed his face into Tony’s chest before wiggling his arms out, hugging him back.
“May is struggling. Everything is getting rough. You guys are fighting. School is hard.” Peter mumbled to Tony. “Pepper wants to have me live with you guys.”
“Alright. I’ll stop the fight.” Tony looked up to Steve. “I’m still angry. He killed my parents, brainwash or not. You abandoned us for him.”
“I understand.” Steve nodded, then looked to Peter. “Do we get to know who this is?”
Peter’s anxiety crept back up on him and became fully aware of the audience. He tensed and Tony tightened his arms around him.
“This is Peter. He’s my platonic soulmate.” Tony introduced Peter. “Peter, you can take your mask off.”
Peter slowly let go as Tony let him go. He could see that Sgt. Barnes and Wilson joined them. He took his mask off and watched as the heroes took it in.
“He’s a child.” Wilson said first.
“He is.” Steve frowned. “He came all this way out here by himself?”
“I helped him.” T’Challa spoke up. “I was there to accept the deal. I got him onto the Quinjet.”
“God he’s literally a baby.” Clint frowned from where he stood next to Wanda.
“Yeah… I’m 16.” Peter took another deep breath. “I know you all more than you think. Tony never sleeps.”
“You got that right.” Ms. Romanoff smirks. “He runs off of caffeine these days.”
With that, some of the others snickered.
Tony and Steve chose people to go off with Steve and Bucky to go and check out the other super soldiers. They caught the man, Zemo, who caused it all. Tony brought Peter back to the Tower, where they promptly called Pepper. Which, wasn’t the best plan. Pepper ripped Tony a new one.
“We had to do something, Tony.” Pepper scolded Tony. “You wouldn’t listen! None of you would. We had to bring in the child laws to save you all. You stopped paying attention to Peter and monitoring them during this! They could lose their apartment!”
“I thought they would be fine until we got this settled.” Tony didn’t raise his voice like Pepper was.
“No! Peter is too good of a kid to reach out. He was worried!” Pepper put a hand to her face. “Either way we would have intervened with Peter, causing a larger mess. Just be glad this didn’t explode and Peter could charm the council.”
Peter sat to the side, sipping on orange juice that Pepper gave him. He watched as Pepper scolded him. He had seen this before, but this was more real to him. They had called May and told her about the situation. She was told everything and she was surprisingly calm about it. She had a feeling Peter was Spider-Man but was too busy to ask about it. She agreed to let Peter stay with them so she could balance everything out on her end. Everything was working out.