"WHAT" Peter exclaimed, his face lit up with excitement.
"I'm not joking kid, congratulations. You're the newest member of the avengers." said Tony. "Everyone, cheers to Peter Parker!"
The whole audience in the party went wild. Tony through parties in the tower constantly, and often it bugged the rest of the crew. While the whole audience was stunned by this, the avengers did not think much of it.
"There it is finally. It only took about three months." said Steve. "Well he was kinda already an avenger so... I guess now it's official." mumbled Nat, though trying to sound positive, had more of a negative tone.
The only avenger going nuts about this was Wanda. Squealing, clapping, at the top of her lungs for Peter. An unlikely friendship, which no one had seen coming. As Tony and Peter developed a father and son bond, Wanda and Peter developed a brother and sister one. Often they would talk about life before their superpowers, with their families and living as normal people. Wanda felt as if Peter filled the hole inside her heart after losing Pietro. After all, what couldn't you love about Peter. He was sweet, kind, loyal, and adorable. Every quality someone would look for in a person.
As the crowd kept cheering, Peter nearly started to cry, and practically tackled Tony into a huge bear hug. "No worries kid, you deserve it." "THANK YOU MR STARK OH MY GOD THIS ISNT REAL THIS ISNT REAL I LOVE YOU SO MUCH MR STARK!" Peter screamed. Tony hugged back, but little did Peter know the secret behind what Tony had planned.
Peter suddenly woke up, darting right out of bed. He looked around, confused that he couldn't remember anything. Then out of the blue, he started thinking about the wonderful dream he had last night. While Peter was daydreaming, Wanda slowly crept into his room.
"Hey!" she said quietly. "AHH GEEZ WANDA" Peter nearly screamed.
"Are you okay?" she whispered, as her soothing tone made the whole room feel more relaxed. "Sorry, I'm fine" he grumbled, a little disappointed. Peter felt dizzy and weird, expirencing something that never happened before. "Wanda, I don't feel so good" he said hazily. "Well, spite you becoming an avenger and all that, having a hangover is completely normal." "WHAT? WAIT I THOUGHT THAT WAS A DREAM!" Peter exclaimed. Knowing that what he was apparently "dreaming of", Peter suddenly felt a rush of relief and satisfaction inside of him.
He felt fine for a second, but soon enough his head started to hurt again, except this time he felt his cheeks tightening and his saliva rising. He scrambled out of bed, but only made it to the door when he vomited all over the rug.
Wanda stared with a disgusted look, feeling both sympathetic and grossed out for him. She immediately ran over to him and slowly rubbed his back as he choked up more saliva.
"Peter you should really get some rest, last night was intense. I'm still surprised that Stark let you drink, especially since he's never allowed it before."
"Wow really?" he said, slowly climbing onto the bed.
Part of Peter was happy that Mr Stark was finally starting to treat him like an adult, yet still confused about him being able to drink. But Mr Stark would never let me drink... He thought to himself, concerned about Mr Stark's actions.
"Peter? Peter are you okay?" Wanda's voice immediately took him back to reality. "Ugh, yeah I'll be fine.
Just-can you call Mr Stark over? I want to see him." "Yeah sure. I'll be in the kitchen with Vision. It's hard teaching someone how to cook when they've never tasted anything before."
Wanda quietly left the room, leaving Peter groaning on the bed. He sat there staring at the ceiling, desperately trying to remember the previous night.
"Hey kid! How ya' feeling?"
Tony slowly walked into the room. Not aware of what was in front of him, he stepped all over Peter's vomit. "Auh-gross kid. Jarvis? Tell Happy to come clean this up for me. Also I need new shoes. There's no way in hell I'm wearing these to the event tonight."
Jarvis happily obliged, and Happy was up in no time, disgusted at what was now his mess to clean up. "Mr Stark?" said Peter, his voice raspy. "Yes kid."
"What happened last night? I'm so confused-wait- am-am I really an avenger now?"
"You sure are kid." replied Tony, with a big grin on his face. "Wow." Peter muttered in astonishment. He slumped back into the bed, trying to process what Mr Stark had just said. "I-I can't believe it! I'm an actual avenger! Wow haha!" Tony chuckled at the kid's enthusiasm. "Well, you have a lot to think about now, such as if you decide to move in, or finally tell your Aunt May who you are." "Oh no way, May would flip out." Peter mumbled. Tony thought to himself.
Now that the kid's taken the bait, time for the next step.
"Since your an avenger now, I assume you'll be spending a lot more time at the facility now. Why don't you and me schedule a dinner with your surprisingly attractive aunt and talk about how well you've been doing at the Stark internship and how you've been "upgraded"?"
"Oh god, please don't say that about her," Peter said with a slight grin. "But sure, how about next Tuesday?"
Great, sounds good kid." replied Tony, walking out of the room with a smirk on his face.