Narrator's POV

"Then we got home. I was still really low by the way."

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"And he was still really sad by the way. So I felt like I needed to do something. And I gave him this small speech about how it's okay to miss people."

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"Then he gave me this speech about how it was okay to miss people. Then he patted me on the back. I was so happy."

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"Then I patted him on the back, hoping that'd cheer him up somewhat. And then..."

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"...and then I called him dad." Peter said shoving his face in his pillow as he lay on his stomach. Ned patted his shoulder.

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"He called me dad." Tony told Stephen as he sat next to him and had his head on his shoulder. Stephen had his arms around Tony, he was giving a little smile. Tony sat up suddenly. "Wait Stephen! You can't turn back time with your "Eye of Avogadro". Go back in time, then it'll never happen." Tony said.

"No. No. No. Tony, this is good. Don't you see?" Stephen walked up to him.

"It is?" Tony asked.

"It's great!" Stephen smiled. "This means Peter is comfortable with you. He sees you as example. A father figure. Someone he can count on when he needs a hand." Stephen explained.

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"Did he yell at you?" Ned asked.

"No."

"Did he look mad?"

"No."

"Then there's no reason why you should think he hates you. What if he actually liked the fact that you called him dad?" Ned asked. "What if he's always dreamt of having a son, and like...this is it? Like you are it?" Ned stood up. "What if you are the bomb.com?!" He jumped on top of Peter.

"Ned!" Peter yelped. He began laughing.

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"I don't know Stephen, what if I'm not a good dad? What if I turn out just like my father?" Tony said, his tone becoming sad.

"Listen to me Tony." Stephen took him by the shoulder. "You are better than your dad. I know you are. Your heart is twice as big as his."

"That's technically not possible-"

"Oh you know what I mean. You're a great man, a loving boyfriend, and I know you'll be a great dad." Stephen smiled at him. Tony returned the smile.

"Wait, does that mean I have to teach him how to catch and ride a bike?"

"It's a good thing you're cute." Stephen laughed.

-Next Day-

It was early morning, before the sun even thought about peeking out from the horizon. Stephen always got up at this time, he had breakfast to make and business to attend.

He took a quick shower, fixed his hair. You know, did his morning routine. He wrapped himself in his blue robe, and Levi sat on his shoulders. Dr. Strange ready to start the day.

He walked out of his room, only to notice a light was lit downstairs.

His magical shields appeared at his hands. He approached very carefully.

"Tony?" He asked once he saw his boyfriend's back facing him, sitting on a stool at the counter.

"Oh, hi Stephen." Tony said with a groggy voice.

Stephen walked over to the cabinets above the sink. He grabbed a pan. "I don't understand. What're you doing up this early?" Stephen asked, taking some bell peppers and tomatoes out of the fridge.

Tony gave a chuckle. "Funny thing is, I didn't sleep at all." He said, taking a a sip from a mug.

Stephen took a good long look at him. Bags under his eyes, the veins in his eyes propped out with a bloody red, his figure slumped.

"Tony that's terrible." Levi placed himself around Tony.

"I had to finish a project." Tony answered, enjoying the softness of Levi. "Mmm." He moaned. "Did you wash him with Snuggle?"

"What kind of project keeps you up all night?" Stephen tossed the vegetables in the pan. Sizzling conquered the silence in the kitchen. "You need sleep Tony. Your body actually needs rest." Stephen explained.

A third body joined the couple. Peter came into the kitchen, still dressed in his pajamas. He yawned and rubbed his eye. "Good morning Dr. Strange- Mr. Stark. What are you doing down here?" He asked. He was used to seeing only Stephen up this early.

"Tony, Peter, didn't sleep at all. He stood up all night playing with his toys." Stephen said, cracking an egg into the pan.

"Oh no. Mr. Stark, that's really bad for you." Peter said, looking at Tony.

"What are you doing up this early kid?" Tony asked.

"I always get up early. I have to at least have an hour to get ready for school." Peter responded.

"There." Stephen set two plates in front of Peter and Tony. A delicious smelling omelette sat in each plate, accompanied by some fruit and toast. "A perfectly balanced breakfast." Peter went over to the fridge, getting some orange juice. He removed the lid from the carton, and was about to drink out of it; but Stephen took it from him with his magic and poured him some in a glass. "Remember that you have to pick Peter up after school today." Stephen handed Peter the glass of orange juice.

"But I'll be at the lab all day." Tony answered, taking a sip from his mug. "Urgh, this coffee isn't strong enough." Stephen blinked a few times.

"Wait, Mr. Stark. What if we combine coffee, Red Bull, AND soda? It'd be the ultimate energy drink." Peter said.

"By god kid, you're onto something." Tony was so tired, he could t tell the difference a good idea and a dumb one. "Let's try it-"

"No! Absolutely not! All those things are banned in this house!" Stephen took the mug from Tony and poured it down the sink.

"Hey!"

"Some nice black tea will do you good." Stephen said, placing the kettle to boil. "Peter eat your breakfast and get dressed. I'm taking you to school, Tony needs to catch up on some sleep."

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"Get in the car kid." Tony said as Peter walked out the front door, only to see Tony in the driver's seat of the car outside.

"What happened to Dr. Strange?" Peter asked, getting in the passenger seat.

"Wong took him because it was urgent." Tony said, slightly annoyed. "He'll be gone for the next couple days."

"Oh. Okay." Peter got in the car.

Tony sat there, with a disturbed look on his face.

"Mr. Stark, you kinda have to take the car off of park and put your blinker on-"

"Then why don't you drive?" Tony asked in a grouchy tone.

"Uh... I don't have a-"

"Well you seem to know a lot about driving. So here, take the wheel." Tony ripped the stirring wheel from the dashboard and tossed it on Peter's lap.

"AAH!" Peter screamed. "Mr. Stark! You just-"

"It connects to the other side." Tony pointed at the dashboard on the passenger side.

Peter brought it close to the dashboard and it connected. Peter took in a deep breath. "Alright. Okay." Peter exhaled. "Wait, wait!"

"What?" Asked Tony.

"I have to adjust my mirrors." Peter did so. "Okay, now we can pull out." He began to drive.

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"What is it Strange?" Asked Wong once he saw Stephen's head perk up from a book.

"I have this terrible feeling that a huge mistake has just been made." Stephen said.

"Whatever it is, I'm sure we can talk it over a sandwich. Let's go to the deli, I'm starving." Wong said.

"Maybe leaving Tony and Peter together for a few days, alone, wasn't the best idea ever." Stephen walked with Wong.

"It'll be fine. Just give it time."

"Maybe you're right." Stephen put a smile on his face. "Wait! Peter has a dentist appointment on Wednesday!"

"Let's go." Wong pushed Stephen into a portal.

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Peter and Tony were stuck in the New York traffic. Tony was leaning back in his seat with his arms crossed. His eyes were closed, trying to convince their owner into a nap. So far, it was working.

Peter on the other hand, was slowly sneaking the seatbelt across Tony's body. He was trying to hard to be as slow as he could with this. He didn't want to put too much pressure on the belt and wake Tony up. He was almost done, just needed to click it into place.

"Gah!" Tony sat up, only to be slightly jerked back by the belt. "What the-kid did you strap me in?"

"Yes." Peter answered.

Tony just crossed his arms again and leaned back in his seat. They began to slowly move.

"Mr-"

"Why does Stephen always have to be away? Why can't he just be here with his stupid face and his stupid cape? Why does Wong have to take him away all the time?" Tony whined.

"Well, Dr. Strange has a job to do. Just like you Mr. Stark. He has to protect multiple realities and watch over many things. He has a very heavy weight on his back."

"I know. But he's always away. I don't even know where he is half the time. What if he's actually in danger? Or getting his stupid magical ass kicked?"

"He's always in danger Mr. Stark, but there's never a situation where he can't handle it." Peter reassured. "He is the magnificent Dr. Strange after all." Peter smiled.

"I miss him." Tony said quietly, staring out the window.

"It's okay to miss people." Peter put a hand on Tony's knee.

Finally, they arrived at school. Peter parked perfectly and handed Tony the stirring wheel.

"Well, I guess I'll see you in a few hours." Tony said as Peter opened the car door.

"Yeah." Peter grabbed his backpack. "Hey, what did you pack me for lunch?"

"I thought Stephen-ooooh..." Tony sulked.

"It's okay Mr. Stark. I'll just-"

"No, no. Here." Tony took his wallet and pulled out some cash. "Buy yourself something. I wouldn't want you eating that terrible flavorless stuff Michelle brought to schools." He said.

"F-Five hundred dollars?" Peter's eyes lit up.

"Yeah. Uh, happy early birthday. Now go." Tony pushed him out of the car and drove away.

Peter waved at the speeding car. The bell rang.

"Oh man!" Peter ran.