Chapter 13
They ate breakfast and were sitting at the table chatting. Tony looked over at Cap and lowly said, “Do you want to tell them?” Cap looked at Tony.
“About what we talked about last night?”
The others were silent, “What do you want to tell us?” Clint questioned.
The lovers looked back at the team, “We are going to adopt Peter.”
Their jaws dropped, and their eyes went wide.
“Really?!” Clint said shocked.
“Yeah, but we haven’t said anything to him yet.”
“Damn. Tony Stark has a heart.” Natasha said. They all laughed again.
“Anyone want to hit the gym with me?” Nat asked.
“I got you.” said Clint. Bruce said that he would be in the lab if anyone needed him.
Tony and Steve had gone to the 42 floor, it was like an office floor. Lots of tables and desks. Computers and printers hummed quietly in the back. Steve picked up the adoptions papers from the printer and walked back over to Tony.
“What do you think he’s going to say?”
“I don’t really know.” Tony bit his lower lip and looked at the papers in his hands. Cap tilted Tony’s chin so he was looking at him.
“It’ll be okay, I promise.” Tony nodded and they headed back to the elevator.
The lovers walked into the teens room he was sleeping. His hair was all messed up, his mouth was open slightly and he was laying on his side.
“Peter, wake up.” Cap said calmly. When he didn’t move they just looked at each other and smiled. They walked out, then walked back in to the kids room equipped with several pots and pans. Steve looked at Tony, and mouthed, three-two-one. BANG! BAM! CLING! DING! MORE NOISE WORDS! Peter shot up, eyes wide. Cap leaned back and started laughing, Tony put a hand on Steve’s shoulders as he was huddled over laughing.
“WHAT THE SHIT WAS THAT FOR?!” They just kept laughing. Peter flopped back down pushing the pillow over his head. He had just shut his eyes when his beloved pillow was lifted off his head. He opened his eyes and pouted, “My pillow.”
“Come on kid. Get up and meet us in the kitchen.” with that word from Tony, they left a pillowless Peter to wake up.
He groaned as he sat up, pushing himself up into a sitting position leaning on his hands. He jumped in the shower quickly and threw on an a pair of joggers and a t-shirt. His scars had started to fade because of his healing factor, soon they would be gone because the cuts were less than an inch deep. He jogged over to his door and into the kitchen. Just before he was in view he shot a web and sling shotted himself into the kitchen. He dropped down in a chair opposite Tony and Steve. They watched in amazement, they really hadn’t really seen much of Spider-Man.
“Morning.” Tony said tilting his head to the side like the sassy man he is.
“Hey.” Cap put his elbows on the table and rested his head above his hands.
“We wanted to talk about something with you.” He said this carefully, which made my spidey-sense buzz slightly. I felt my heart rate pick up a bit.
“W-what...did you um want to talk a-about?” Tony pulled out a folded piece of paper from his pocket. He laid it folded in front of me. I looked at the paper, then to them, then back to the paper. I picked it up and unfolded it. I quickly read over the paper in my hands.
“What’s this all about?” My voice cracked at the end, damn. Tony looked over at Cap then they both turned to me.
“We wanted to know if...if you would let us adopt you.” I leaned back in my chair. They wanted to adopt me. Me. Plain old Peter Parker. Why? Does it matter someone wants me.
“Do you want to become part of the family?” Peter looked up, his eyes were glossy and slightly red.
“You guys want me, really want me.” Tony and Steve looked at each other, stood up and hugged the teen.
“We do.” Peter just tightened his grip on both of them.
“Thank you.”
[ TIME JUMP -- Peter is back in school, he’s officially Peter Stark-Rogers. Tony and Steve went public with their relationship. Spiderman is back too. Everything has been going great.]
Peter is at school---
SLAM! I shut my locker and started to walk to my next class, english. Fun. I really didn’t like english because we never do anything fun. It’s always the same read, answer questions, read. I also didn’t have any friends in that class, just Flash. But he was be no standard my friend. He would always beat me up and bully me. I knew I could break him like a toothpick, but I can’t because I couldn’t then so I can’t now. My spider powers were at times a blessing and a curse. I took my seat in the back of the class, as usual. I put my head down on the desk and covered it with my arms. I was so tired from last night’s patrol, I stopped 4 muggings and 2 robberies. I didn’t get back till 3AM. JARVIS and I had made a deal to not tell Dad and Pops when I come in and I wouldn’t hack him and disable him. It was also so awkward calling Tony and Steve, Dad and Pops for the first time. I remember thinking of ways to sneak in trying out the names but all my plans never worked out very well in my head. I finally on accident let it slip out when I was rushing out the door, late to school, half asleep. I was out the door before they could say anything so that was good. After that I kinda just started calling them that.
The bell rang signalling that class and school was over. Finally. I picked up my bag and went to the nearest door. I ran out trying to avoid Flash and his group. He had threatened to ‘teach me a lesson’ earlier that day when I called him ‘a jock strap with a loud mouth’. Bad decision. The only thing that saved me from getting a beating there and then was the bell ringing and all the students and teachers coming out of their classes. He promised me a time slot after school, so I now was trying to get out of here ASAP. I was almost to freedom as I skated on the pavement towards the front entrance. Then they all came out from behind the wall. My eyes went wide and I knew I was totally, and royally screwed.
“Aw shit.”
“Glad you could join us Parker.” Flash said as he knocked me off my board. I fell to the ground, I was pulled up by two of his friends. They pushed my bag off and held me pinned against the wall. Flash went to town, a few punches in my stomach, a few to my face, and one last one, a nice right hook to the side of my face. His friends let me fall to my knees, blood dripped off my temple, lip, and nose. I gathered my things and wiped my nose with the sleeve of my jacket.
“Pricks.” My sides ached as I skated into an alleyway. I ducked into the shadows and pulled on my Spidey suit. I zipped up my backpack and tossed it over my shoulder.
I shot web after web swinging through the city. I landed on a rooftop and set my bookbag down. I was still a bit sore but thanks to my powers the pain was dulled. I pulled out my camera at webbed it up on a crane. I set it up and took some pictures of Spiderman for the Daily Bugle. I needed to get a few new pictures for Mr. Jameson, my boss. He really didn’t like Spiderman, like at all. In fact I think he had a special sort of hate for the guy. It was slightly amusing to see him get all fired up about Spiderman, and how he’s a terrible person, and how he’s endangering the city. Only if he knew it was me, I would love to see his face. Of course I would never tell anyone. The only people that knew who my alter ego was, were the Avengers and JARVIS. I put my camera away and started to patrol. I stopped a few muggings before something big happened. There was a huge fire in an office building. I swung to the scene, the building was fuming with smoke, tall flames covered the outside of the building. Tons of cops, firemen, and ambulances surrounded the front of the building. I jump down next to a fireman.
“Is everyone out?!”
He shouts back, “We don’t know, we can’t get past the 14th floor!”
“I’m going in!” I shouted back. I shot a web and crashed into the 14th floor, the building wasn’t going to be safe for long I had to move quickly. I got a most of the people out on the 14th floor. I still needed to make sure no one else was on the other floors, I still had sixteen floors to go. By the time I had gotten to the 20th floor the smoke was heavy and the building was very unstable. I heard a loud scream coming overhead, I shot a web up through a hole in the floor towards the scream. I was dizzy and it was getting hard to breathe.
As I was calling out for anyone else a loud crash sounded to my left. A blur of red and black came flying through the window. Deadpool. I had met the guy a few times, he would sometimes help me with the big bad guys when I needed help. And I may or may not have had a tiny crush on him.
“What are you doing here?!”
He got up and looked at me, “What? I thought you could use some help.”
I coughed a few times, the smoke was getting thicker, and I was starting to feel sick.
“You okay Spidey?”
I coughed again, “Y-yeah. Help me get the rest out.”
“Got it.”
We worked out way all the way up to the last floor only a few people were left, they all got out to safety. It was just Deadpool and I left it the building. I swung over to Deadpool.
“We gotta get out of here the buildings going to collapse any minute!”
“REALLY?! I couldn’t tell!” He said sarcastically.
My spidey sense went off, I pushed Deadpool out of the way of a falling piece of the ceiling. I wasn’t so lucky, it hit me right on, I didn’t have time to move out of the way.
“SPIDERMAN!” Deadpool shouted.
I tried to get up but the heavy metal on top of my wouldn’t move. I felt something sharp cut my side upon impact. Deadpool came over and lifted the metal off of me, I was barely awake.
“Shit that hurt.”
“Come on we gotta go!” He yelled.
“Here I lower you down.”
“Okay. Hurry.” He said. I shot a lifeline of web to his wrist and he jumped out of the window. I saw him hit the ground safely. I heard several loud crashes above. I ran back, I needed a running head start. As I started running I looked up, stopped and covered my head.