Oh Baby

Bath time was an adventure .

Peter had taken a total of 4 minutes from waking up and Friday alerting the group to climb up the wall to the ceiling of his nursery and had promptly sat there laughing as all of the avengers attempted to reach him. Tony immediately regretted getting such a high ceiling.

"Come on Pete just a little bath" Tony called, only to get a happy cackle from the spider baby that crawled across the ceiling a bit more.

"Peter!" Steve tried to order but was completely ignored. Clint looked at everyone silently and then raised his hands up in surrender.

"My kids never climbed ceilings, why does your kid want to climb ceilings? Jesus Christ it's a high ceiling. Oh god I'm panicking and repeating the word ceiling aren't I?" He asks, Bucky just nods and glances at Peter before leaving the room silently. Natasha left not to long after that. Tony was jumping up to try and catch him to no avail as Peter just stared at them all with a evil glint of enjoyment in his eyes. Tony's pretty sure he'll have a heart attack any minute, he tries once more.

"Peter Stark get your butt down here now!" Tony tries and Peter just looks him in the eyes, face showing no emotion for a moment before a wicked grin spread across his face.

"R'ch me!" He argued "Short'" He called and Tony fumed.

"Oh after that bath you are sooo going in time out little boy. Scratch that I'll change that butt of your's in front of all your friends and then put you in time out" He started scheming as Peter just laughs a little more and claps his hands.

"Short short short!" He repeats. Tony fumed and gets ready to scold some more when Steve rests his hand on Tony's shoulder and moves his eyes behind him. Turning a little he almost faints as Bucky holds a large net on a stick and just...swoops Peter into it.

"Jesus Bucky, you caught a big one there" Clint teases as Tony takes the squirming boy in his arms. Tony palms the boys diaper a little and sighs.

"You're lucky you have a bath on the way or I'd change you right here" Tony grunts. Walking to the bathroom he looks at Steve.

"Can you watch him in the corner whilst I run the bath?" Steve's nod was enough for the three to head in the bathroom. Tony locked the door and set Peter in the corner. Facing him first he flinches at the now tear filled eyes of Peter.

"Niii" He whimpers and Tony takes a breath, knowing these were crocodile tears, he brings Peter's chin up to look him in the eyes.

"Peter Stark Parker" He starts, leaving the Benjamin out as they had slowly realised that caused tears more. "You know better then to disobey us, you should know better then to just climb up onto the Ceiling and then insult the team. I'm disappointed in you Peter. You know better and yet here we are with you in a time out because you wanted to misbehave. The next time this happens Peter a time out won't be the only punishment you get. Am I understood?" He asks seriously. Peter gives a hiccup and a nod as Tony undresses him and leaves him in the corner, soiled diaper hanging on his hips.

"Watch him" He says to Steve as he runs the bath.

The bath was uneventful as Peter stayed sullen through out the entire thing. Even when Steve playfully splashed him and Tony, Peter just sat there. It made Tony sad but he knew not to fall for it too much.

Dinner was almost the same, except Bruce came up with a crib cover to stop the boy from climbing out. Peter barely ate anything until Tony had to start spoon feeding him the spaghetti which just led to Peter lazily opening his mouth and taking 4 minutes to eat a single piece. Clint had been a god send when Tony started thinking he'd been to harsh.

"It's fine Tony. He's going to be pouty, Cooper was the same when ever he got scolded, by tomorrow he'll be all smiles and giggles." He assured and Tony almost cracked a smile. Almost. Peter's mood didn't improve from there, after dinner the group attempted to get Peter to interact with them or his toys but all he did was sit in the same spot refusing to even acknowledge the toys laid out in front of him. He even refused to play with Tony, something he never did. Tony started to get antsy.

"Pete-" Clint looked to Tony and shook his head. Walking over to where the two sat on the floor of the room. Clint looks at Tony for permission to take over and the man looks desperate and nods.

"Peter. Look at me." Clint says sternly, the boy levels him with glare that matches his father's on a bad day of interviews. "Get that look off of your face" He warns and Peter just huffs. "Right, so what I'm seeing right now Peter is a little boy that doesn't like being told off. Because he has been told off he is now throwing a fit and giving people the silent treatment because he thinks that it makes us mad." Clint watches Peter's face as he spots the knowing look of a misbehaving boy who knows it. "You want to know something Peter?" He asks and doesn't let the boy answer before he says stiffly. "We aren't getting mad. If anything Peter it's giving us more and more reasons to hold back on getting you big again" He warns, Peter's eyes flash up to his in that instant and Clint knows he has him.

"Clint...." Tony starts but Clint hushes him.

"No. Because if we had big you here right now, he'd be over Tony's knee. little you could be over it too but I don't think Tony'll do that unless absolutely warranted." He watches Peter glance up at his father who was nodding along with Clint. "So what we are going to do is this. You are going to stop this pouting, apologise for misbehaving and then Tony is going to put you to bed early because you don't seem to know how to behave. Any more acting up during that time is going to lead you over my or Tony's knee and you aren't going to like it." He gives Peter a final look before the boy tears up a little. "And stop giving people the crocodile tears. Those won't work on me" He says sternly and Peter finally breaks eye contact. "Now what are you going to do?" He asks.

"st'p pou'in, apolololo-" He kicks his foot a little and sighs angrily. "S'y sorr' an' go bed" He mutters and sniffles. Clint nods waiting for Peter to calm him self down. Once he did he looked at Clint with a sniffle. "Sorr'" He mumbles and Clint nods.

"Tony. Get him dressed and in bed" The man nods, getting up with the pouting child and leaving the room. Bucky and Steve whistle.

"Did not think 'Daddy Clint' would make an appearance" Steve teased lightly.

"Or be so strict" Bucky concludes. Natasha chuckles.

"I think it was the threat of a spanking that finally did it. I mean do you remember when Peter got just a swat from Tony for breaking into the lab a few days ago, he was obedient for two whole days." She says seriously. The group look at where the two left and sigh. Tony was going to have a fun day tomorrow.

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It was an early start, Tony had woken at 5am to Friday alerting him about Peter waking up. It took him around ten minutes to get out of bed, get some trousers on and shuffle into Peter's room, only to stop and turn back round to the nursery with a chuckle. That was going to take some getting used to. Peter was sat up in his crib, glaring at the cover as he waited for Tony. He sat clad in a Captain America footie pajama set, his hulk pacifier hanging off of it. A serious case of bed head was sat atop his head as curls went every which way. Sleep shined eyes stared at Tony as he walked over.

"Morning baby boy." Tony coo'd moving the crib top out of the way and lifting the pouting baby out of the crib. "Friday, get me the plain white vest, white shirt and the overalls with a penguin on the front." He says as he lays Peter on the changing table. He made quick work of ridding him of the pajama's and coo's a little as Peter pouted tiredly at him.

"Ni..." He mumbles reaching his arms up, Tony felt his heart melt.

"Shhh just stay here for me Peter, I just gotta get you dressed." He reached over Peter to the compartment just above the table and grabbed out the clothes he'd asked for and then proceeded to get to the diaper that sagged heavily. "Oh petey pie I know" He whipped some of Peter's tears away as he got to work. "I know this is hard" He mumbles as he finished and then started on the clothes. "But it's a dad and son day, doesn't that sound exciting? Promise I won't just run down to the lab. We can do anything you want" He coo's as Peter shook his head a bit more.

"Ni...'epper" He mumbles a bit more and Tony coo's a little more. "Wan' 'epper" He tried again and Tony nods.

"I know, but right now she's away for work. I bet if she came home and heard how much fun me and you had without her, she'll get soooo jealous she won't leave for a little while" Tony tried, snapping the overalls in place as he lifted the boy up.

"Ni...p'ease" Peter pleaded and Tony almost called Pepper right there. He controlled him self. He, Clint and Scott talked last night about being stricter with Peter as well as setting boundaries. He just had to avoid giving in so much. Not only that, they'd agreed to treat him more as the toddler he looked like then the teen he was. He was going to enjoy that little bit.

"No little man, not right now." Tony tries and starts walking to the small wardrobe, Friday didn't have access to it as it only contained socks and mittens. He pulled out some polar bear socks and quickly pulled them onto the squirming spider baby.

"Niii" He complains a little.

"Keep going and I'll pop mittens on as well" He warns and Peter huffs, listening finally to Tony. He made quick work of getting Peter to the kitchen and into the high chair that sat there. Once secured Tony went through the cupboards and pulled out a sauce-pan and started to make some food. Peter attempted to look past Tony but couldn't quiet see anything.

"Ni? Ni?" He called trying to get Tony's attention. Tony just put on some ACDC and continued to cook. A smirk played on his lips as he heard Peter bang the table in annoyance. "Niiiiiii" He started and Tony just waved a little to him as he pulled out a baby bowl and spoon. He poured some flavoured oatmeal into the bowl and walked over to Peter.

"Look how yummy this looks" He said excitedly to Peter. "Nice and yummy for your little-.....I'm hanging around Pepper to much" He stops him self with a chuckle.

"Come on, open up. Nice and wide for daddy" Tony tries to get some food into the boys mouth, Peter flushed darkly at the babying and cooing before kicking his feet lightly.

"Big" He argues a little and Tony just smiles at him a little.

"I know, big boy Peter. You wanna show me how big you are by eating all of this yummy oatmeal? It's flavoured like blue berries." He tries once again and sighs as Peter dodges to the left to avoid it. "Peter." He warns. "I'm not letting you starve. Eat something for me ok?" He asks. "What if I let you try to feed your self huh?" He asks and waits for Peter to nod before reaching over to the table and taking a small bib. He was quick to tie it around Peter's neck then give him the spoon. "Whilst you eat I'll make you a drink and I'll get some coffee" Tony turns his back on Peter and gets to work.

Worst.

Idea.

Ever.

It took five minutes for Peter to cover the bib and his face in the oatmeal. Tony almost had a heart attack at the sight.

"Jesus Pete. Did you get any in your mouth?" He asks walking over and wiping away some of the oatmeal with a dishcloth near by. Peter squirmed a little as Tony sighs. Glad to see half of the bowl still available. "Guess I gotta help a little bit yeah?" He asks and Peter just looks annoyed.

"Niiiiiiii" He tries again and Tony just shakes his head, brushing some hair from his face.

"Don't Tony me young man. Food first, then we can get you off to play" He coo'd

"We'll even give mommy a call." He grinned as Peter flushed but obeyed opening his mouth a little for Tony to feed him. That was their morning. Tony fed the little boy, got him in the front room and spent a few hours building Lego's.

Then Peter had an accident.

Right as Happy hogan walked into the room.

Tony gave a sympathetic look to Peter and lifted him up and swayed. "Shhhh it's ok big guy it's just Happy. You like Happy" Tony tried, ignoring the smirk his head of security was giving him.

"You wanted something Boss?" Happy asks as Tony finally gets Peter to calm down. Tony waved a little at Happy as he laid the boy down and grabbed the diaper bag. Much to Peter's protest and started changing him whilst talking to Happy.

"I need you to go grab some age appropriate foods in for Pete here. He's only got oatmeal and he really didn't enjoy that this morning." He grunts as Peter kicks a little and gives the boy a swat. "Peter," He warns and the boy stops with a sniffle. "Just grab some stuff that can be fed in the mornings and dinner times, Lunch is covered." He says finishing the job and rubbing Peter's back as the boy hiccuped.

"I'm sorry. Hang on, back up." Happy held a hand up for a moment as he took in the scene around him, Tony had just changed Peter Parker's diaper in front of him and held a conversation. "When did you become such a mom?" He asked seriously and dodged as Tony chucked the used nappy (That was wrapped in a bag) at the man.

"Don't start Hogan." He warns before swaying with Peter a little. "Just get the shopping would you? Put it on the card I gave you so that I'm paying for it" He says as he watches Peter's eyes droop. It was just coming up for late morning so lunch was a few hours away, Tony was hoping to get him down for a nap. Something that looked very likely.

"...All right...I'll be back soon" Happy Turned and left the 'father' alone with the boy as Tony almost gets the boy down.

"son'" The boy mummers as Tony sits in the rocking chair.

"Oh come on Pete. My voice isn't that-" He starts but see's the tears and groans. "That is a evil weapon Spider Baby" He teased a little and sighs a little. "Fine...lets start, you know this song." He says gently.

"Little bird,

little bird,

Fly through my window,

Little bird,

little bird,

Fly through my window,

Little bird,

little bird Fly through my window,

And find molasses candy.

Through my window,

My sugar lump,

Fly through my window,

My sugar lump,

And find molasses candy."

Tony paused seeing the Boy almost completely asleep though he lazily joined in the last few bars.

"Chickadee, chickadee, (Ch'cade')

Fly through my window, (W'indo)

Chickadee, chickadee,

Fly through my window,

Chickadee, chickadee,

Fly through my window,

And find molasses candy. "

The boy barely got a few words in before he fell asleep listening to the Tony sing softly. Gently laid in the crib and locked in thanks to the top Tony pulled the blinds down and left his mobile on. "Baby watch Fri" He mutters leaving the room to get some paper work done. That was just the morning. The afternoon was a lot more fun.