Narrator's POV

Tony opened his sore eyes. He looked at the lark clock on the side of his bed on the night stand making a disgusting beeping noise. He pushed it off the night stand. He sat up, groaning.

"Urgh." He groaned. Every vertebra in his back popped as he stretched. "Ah." He sighed, then went back to a slump form. He removed the blankets off of his body and put on his slippers. He went over to bathroom and looked in the mirror. "What a fucking mess you are Stark." He said in a groggy voice, smiling at his reflection. "A filthy rich mess." He left the bathroom and headed downstairs. "Stephen I got a full eight minutes last night. Not continuously of course, but-" He stopped, noticing Peter sitting at the counter. "Right. Wizard's gone."

Peter turned around, milk dropped from his chin. A box of cereal sat behind him.

"Are you eating Lucky Charms?" Tony asked.

"No." Peter said a mouthful.

"You're going to spoil your breakfast!" Tony went over to the counter and took the box of cereal, and threw it in the trash. Peter's stomach growled. Tony looked at him. "What was that?"

"What was what?" Peter asked. His stomach growled again. Peter crossed his legs quickly.

"That." Tony spoke.

"Ah..." Peter jumped out of his seat and ran upstairs. All you could hear was Peter vomiting.

Tony shook his head and went over to the fridge. He noticed a note stuck on the door.

Peter is lactose intolerant. DO NOT let him drink or eat any dairy.

Tony let his head fall forward and sighed. "Help me God. I beg you."

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"Well, I think he keeps one of those books in there." Peter said pointing at small shelf on the window sill on top of the sink.

Tony took one. "Healthy Meals for the Heart and Healthy Growth. Ten of ten doctors recommend. Nutritiously balanced recipes." Tony read aloud. "Okay, lets try it." He opened the book. "What can we cook in less than 20 minutes so you won't be late..." Tony looked around. "Let's see... Vegetarian egg muffins. Banana leaf wraps. Avocado toast. What? What is all this? What's avocado toast?"

"Oh, I've heard of it. I think you make toast but put avocado on it instead of jam, and eat it with other stuff." Peter explained.

"Uh, no. What about that stuff he made yesterday."

"An omelette?" Asked Peter.

"Yeah that." He flipped through pages, looking for a the recipe. "Ah, here. We need bell peppers and tomatoes and onions." Peter hurried over to the fridge and grabbed the ingredients that Tony was listing. He put them on the small island sitting in the middle of the kitchen. "Uh, Peter those are jalapeños, not bell peppers."

"We don't have anymore bell peppers." Peter said.

"Eh, they're the same thing." Tony said, putting the book down. "Okay, then we toss them in the pan with virgin olive oil." Tony poured some in the pan that was heating up. Sizzling sounds started to come from the pan. They watched the vegetables sizzle. Peter took the book, sensing something was off.

"Uh, Mr. Stark it says that the inions are tossed in last because they cook too fast." Peter explained.

"We'll just turn the temperature higher. That way they all cook faster at the same time, and we save time." Tony said.

"But Dr. Strange keeps the temp-"

"Hey, I'm in charge here." Tony said. "Now let me continue." He turned the temperature up. The sizzling started to get louder. "See? Faster."

"Uh, Mr. Stark." Peter said, as he saw a small flame rising from the pan.

"It's okay, bell peppers are tough vegetables."

A large flame sprung from the pan.

"Ah!" Peter yelped behind Tony.

"Jesus-" Tony jumped back. He grabbed a bottle full of liquid from the counter top.

"Wait Mr. Stark-"

Tony poured it on the flaming pan. It only grew bigger. He looked at the bottle. It was the olive oil. "Why would you place it there?!" Tony asked Peter.

"You told me to!" Peter cried in defense. "Mr. Stark the flame!" Peter yelped as it started to reach the ceiling.

"Friday turn on the sprinkler system!" Tony yelled. A bell began to ring and water started to sprinkle everywhere.

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A siren hurried over to a distress signal coming a house. Firefighters came into the house fully equipped.

"We're here! Don't-"

"Oh hey." Tony said, standing at the counter eating a bowl of Lucky Charms. Peter sat by his side, eating some as well; only this time with almond milk.

"Are you alright? We received a distress signal from this house." Said one of the firefighters.

"Oh, that? Pffff." Tony shook his head. "Trip wire. Gotta get that fixed."

"It smells funny in here." Another firefighter said.

"Yes, now that signal wasn't for you to come and judge us. So if you will, door's that way." Tony pointed with his spoon.

The firemen left the house.

"Peter I thought you tied the bag." Tony said.

"I did, but the pan was so hot it burnt a whole in it." Peter pointed over at a bag by the fridge with the charcoaled colored pan poking out.

"Fair enough." Tony continued eating his cereal. "Oh yeah, you're gonna be a little late to school." He said with a mouthful of cereal.

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"Uh, you kinda have to sign me in." Peter told Tony as they got to the school.

"Fine." Tony stepped out of his car, fixing his suit coat and putting his sun glasses in.

Peter stuck to his side like a puppy. They looked like the coolest father and son duo. Tony and Peter got to the office and stood at the front desk.

"I'm here to sign Peter in." Tony said to the lady behind the desk.

"Alright." She took a clipboard out. "Name."

"Peter Parker." Peter answered.

"Reason for Tardy." She said.

"Fire." Tony answered. She looked up at him. He pulled his glasses down a little, revealing his eyes full of seriousness. She went back to the clipboard.

She wrote down the time of check in and Peter's name. "Relation?" She asked.

"Guar-" Tony stopped. He looked at Peter and thought about what Stephen had said. "Father." Answered Tony.

Peter looked up at him.

"Alright. If you'd just sign here." She handed Tony the clipboard, and he signed. "Alright, Peter. Here's your tardy slip." She handed him a pink piece of paper.

"Thank you." He said, taking it.

"Alright, I guess I'll see you after school kid." Tony said messing up Peter's hair and giving him a soft smile.

"See ya." Peter laughed. Tony left the office.

"Tony Stark?" Asked the lady at the office aloud. Peter turned to her. "Your dad is Tony Stark?" She asked.

"Uh, yeah." He answered her.

"Ahh..." She fell backward on her chair.

Peter jumped back a bit, then turned around to see Tony drive away. He gave a soft smile.