《Real Dad...// Irondad》13 ➳ A normal morning.
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➳Same shit as always.
Waking up was never the good part about living with the avengers.
➳ What makes me say that?Well...
Peter had just fallen asleep knowing that the nightmares wouldn't leave him sleep all night.And he finally would get some sleep after 5 am in the morning.
➳ How it started?...
He was tired and deep in sleep after having a training session with Nat and Steve until Clint blew the place with one of his arrows "accidentally" which totally drew Tony mad and he had them all clean it up to bits of dust.
➳ Why was the waking annoying to Peter?Good question...
*Repeated evacuation alarm in the last point of volume*(Clint's idea)-Peter shot up of his bed immediately sticking to the ceiling scared and confused of what the fuck was happening...until he saw Thor stand at the doorstep.
"WHERE did THE kid GO!!!!"-He asked someone who was standing behind his back who wasn't visual.
"He was sleeping two seconds ago.I swear I saw him!"-The person was identified eventually as Bruce friskin' Baners.
Peter coughed from the ceiling to get the men attention.-"I WAS sleeping as in past tense!"-He said annoyed jumping down and landing right in front of their noses.
Thor shot a long loud laughed which made Peter understand that he had just had another sensory overload this month...and with such loud persons around that would be more rapid these days living with the avengers.
"This kid Is funny.Can we keep him."-Thor said shaking Peters shoulders almost braking his bones.
"You are already keeping me..."-Peter mumbled.And shook his hand.
"So Peter Tonyson was it!?"-Thor asked Bruce who just gave him a 'shut the fuck up Its not him' glare.
"He is Peter Parker.Hey Peter I am Bruce and this is Thor Odinson.He has no common sense but he's learning."-Bruce said and Peter just stared him mouthdroped.
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"Hey kid...KID."-Thor said poking him with his finger.-"I think we broke him."
"Yeah yeah...How does this think turn on..."-Bruce said looking at Peter who was stuck.He poked him in the nose and Peter seemed to come back on Earth.
"OMG!!!You are THE BRUCE BANERS!!The one who wrote the books about gam-a radiation and the uses of green laser gam-a radiation!I am a one and truly fan of your books I even wrote an 20 pages essay on it last year for my priory exams.It amazing how you *ramble* *ramble*..."-Peter started to say almost immediately after the nose poking.
Thor poked his nose again.Than looked at Bruce as the kid continued to ramble and whispered-yelled at him softly.-"How do you turn this thing off."
Bruce looked and whispered back.-"How do I know that!I am not a mechanic!"
"You turned it on turn it off!"-Thor whisper-yelled.
"He is taking about my fav subject stay out of it!"-Bruce said again.
"Sh*t."-Thor said softly but Peter who now had stoped heard it.
"Shit?"-He said innocently.
Thor gulped.-"Don't tell Steve I said that?"
"What?..Shit?"-Peter asked again.
"Oh boi!"-Bruce said slowly backing away.-"Friday don't notify Steve please!"
"To late Mr.HugeGreenBug.America is on his way right now.Good luck."-Friday said with her Irish voice.
"Bruce help."-Thor whispered.
"I am thinking!"-Bruce said back.
"Why is there a problem saying Shit?"-Peter said as it was the most normal think on Earth.
"Who do I hear saying inappropriate words?"-A well recognizable voice said from behind Peter.You should have seen Thor almost ready to call his Mjaw-Mjaw (reference)and storm off.
"Shit."-Peter whispered softly at the guys in front of him.And than slowly turned around.-"Hi Mr.Rogers."
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"Hi Peter."-Steve said with a smile and than looked at Thor.-"Okay you are dead."
"Cap I beg you pardon..."-Thor said softly.-"I didn't mean it.!"
"You said a cursing word in front of the kid."-Steve said clenching his teeth.
Before Thor could say anything some high pitch screws came from the hallway.Right behind Tony's bedroom doorstep.The screws seemed to get closer amongst with the footsteps.-
"-and whom the FUCK leaves a MOTHERFUCKING vibranium HECKING freebee in the middle of the FUCKING hallway so people can Stab a MOTHERFUCKING toe on it and-"-An screaming sleepless Tony said until he saw the three man and a boy in the middle of the hallway all looking in his direction.He blinked a few times...-"Shit..."
There was silence and Peter found the moment and whispered.-"Shit."
Steve facepalmed as Bruce and Thor found their time to escape leaving Tony and Peter in the hallway.-"And what happened to 'no cursing while the kids where around' rule Anthony Edward Stark.And You Peter Benjamin Parker..."
Tony looked at Peter who was shocked as he could be and mouthed 'run in 3,2,1'. Which they both did in the same time in the same direction.And an Angry Steve following both of them.He was a excellent runner but The found a safe place at last.
"Labs!"-Tony said to Peter as they both run taking another hall.
"He's coming!Open the damn door!"-Peter said panicking.
"I am trying!Come on Friday!!!"-Tony yelled!-"Open it!"
The doors opened and They both stepped in.Closing it back.Steve came there but the door was closed.He was saying something behind the glass door but Tony ignored it saying.-"What!!?We can't hear you!"
Peter laughed and launched himself on the couch.-"That was hell-a fun!"-He said still breathing heavy.
"Glad you enjoyed it!"-Tony said and took some coffee from the express machine.
"Will he leave?"-Peter said pointing at the Steve behind the glass door.
"Eventually!"-Tony smirked.
"So it's true that you two are a thing!"-Peter said devilishly smiling at him.
Tony almost sipped his coffee with nose and choked on it eventually.A quite big coffee mess was made up in the floor and near the express machine.Only making Peter laugh more.
"Kid!Thats not true!Who said that!"-Tony asked with an indifferent voice but an arched eyebrow.
"Just guessed."-Peter lied.It was obvious that Tony had a huge tension between him and Steve.
"Wrong guess than."-Tony said and cleared his gray sweatpants with a wet paper from the counter.
Peter smirked again.-"So there is nothing ."
"No."-Tony said firmly.
Peter's smirk grew bigger.And a devilish though run on his mind.-'why not make it a yes.'
"Mr.Stark.I am hungry!"-Peter said changing the theme but one evil plan had just entered his mind and there was no way he would let it go without completing.Whatever it takes!
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The morning was weird but he had to get used to waking up with an emergency alarm every 7 am.Peter enjoyed every single minute with the avengers.But most importantly save the day and be himself...
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