So, this is like my first some sorta Superfamily thing ever. It's still just a drabble, not the best ever. I was talking to a good friend of mine, and we were like "Skinwalker, sounds pretty awesome." "Yeah, like some kinda Marvelbadguy." And so, I came up with this idea. You probably won't see what Skinwalker has to do with this, but that'll come. Right now it's just a Superfamilydrabble with Peter and another boy- Scotty. And of course, how could I leave them possibly out, my dearest OTP-which-I-made-up-by-myself-with-a-friend-and-which-I-include-in-every-fucking-story-I-write: Luke and Luciano, a.k.a, Lukiano :3 Enjoy! (Sorry for bad grammer, spelling mistakes or just things that aren't right.) Working title, aswell. It's from a wonderful song called Superman by Five For Fighting. And yup, some things are just OOC, but I like it that way. Wooooo.

Even Heroes Have The Right To Dream

The Very Beginning.

'Holy shit, those are a lot of kids,' Tony whispered, as he and Steve walked through the orphanage, towards the office of one Mr. Locke. Steve nodded.

'Yeah, I know, but Mr. Locke has made a selection for us based on all those papers we had to fill in, remember?'

'Oh, yeah, those,' Tony remembered suddenly.

'Exactly,' Steve said, 'and based on that, Mr. Locke has picked out two kids, all that we have to do now is make a decision.'

'Kids? I thought we were going for a baby?' Tony wondered, knowing that Steve would roll his eyes, and sigh that adorable sigh of his. And indeed, Steve sighed.

'Babies are kids too, you know,' Steve told him, and before Tony could answer, a brown and messy haired man opened up a door. A bit- a very big bit- confused he looked at the two men in front of him.

'Ehm…' He frowned, clearly thinking. 'Oh! You must be Mr. Rogers and Mr. Stark, am I right?' Steve nodded. 'Good!' the man said, 'I am Luke Locke, I know, name sounds ridiculous, I don't know what my mom was thinking, but anyway, you are here to meet your future son, am I right?'

'Well, yes, you're right,' Tony said, taking hold of Steve's hand.

'Good, good!' Luke said, while fixing his tie, 'Come in, come in!' The man seemed to repeat words all over again. Tony had this strange smile on his face, he probably thought Luke was a) hilarious or b) the stupidest person he had ever met- and that includes a certain Mr. Barton, who still watches Dora to catch up with his Spanish.

Anyway, Steve and Tony followed the orphanage leader into his office. His office was, well, a mess: there were files and clothes all over the place. In the corner of the room stood two small cribs. From one of them came some soft whimpers.

'Have a seat,' Luke said, and threw some files and t-shirts on the floor to reveal two chairs. Steve and Tony exchanged a look, both thinking exactly the same thing. How can this man be the director of this orphanage?

They sat down, and right when Luke wanted to say something, the doors slammed open and a young, blond haired boy, wearing the uniform of the orphanage, busted in.

'Sorry I'm late Luke,' he apologized, before crashing down on Luke's desk. Luke smiled brightly.

'It's okay Luce,' he said, 'I think your cab was slow, am I right?' The boy nodded.

'Yes, and since you crashed my car into a tree, I was forced to take a cab!' Luke smiled.

'Still sorry about that, I'll fix it as soon as possible, okay?'

'You better do,' the boy snorted, but he still had a huge smile on his face. Tony had one eyebrow raised, and he just simply knew these two were more than just co-workers. Luke nodded, and then finally turned his attention back to the two superheroes.

'Oh, yes, by the way, Luce, these two are Mr. Stark and Mr. Rogers. And this is Luciano Smith,' Luke introduced them to each other.

'Hiii,' Luciano said happily, shaking their hands, 'I'm going to be your social worker! You know, I'll come by to check on the kid, just to see if you're not hanging it upside down or letting him sleep on a cardboard. Have you met the boys yet?' Tony shook his head, a bit overwhelmed by the energy the young man seemed to have. 'Well, I think it's time for that!' Luciano continued, and jumped from Luke's desk. It was clearly Luciano who took control now, leaving Luke relieved and sitting back in his chair.

Luciano picked up the first baby, who was now crying.

'Shh, shh,' he hushed, rocking the babyboy a bit. 'This is Scotty, who's been here for 6 months now. He is 7 months old, and we picked him up at his grandma's. She couldn't take care of him after his parents died in a shooting. Sad story and all. I think he's hungry.' Luciano handed the small boy with a bit of short curly hair over to Steve, who carefully hold the boy. The Super soldier looked at the baby, who had stopped crying as soon as he noticed Steve's Christmas sweater. He reached out for it, grabbing it with tiny but strong fist. Tony chuckled, and softly stroke Scotty's hair.

'He's cute,' Steve mumbled, and Tony nodded.

'He is!' Luciano agreed as well, 'But we've got another option.' He picked up the other boy, who was asleep.

'This little sir is Peter Parker. He arrived on exactly the same day as Scotty. After a little research it showed that they were even born on the same day. We call them The Twins, actually. Kinda hard that they're going to be separated now.' Luciano sighed, a little bit sad. 'But anyway, Peters parents died in a plane crash, and he came in with some nasty spider bite. He got no scars, though. He was found and brought in by a homeless person and a cop. I guess the homeless person wanted to keep the kid himself. But anyway, cop forced him to hand it over.' Luciano gave Peter to Tony, who, somewhat clumsy, hold the boy. The light of his arc-reactor, even though dimmed by his Alice Cooper shirt, awoke the little kid, who slowly opened his eyes and rubbed them with his fist.

'Hello little one,' Tony said softly, and the boy looked at him like he was a monster or something. Tony noticed that, and a bit panicking he said: 'Uhno- don't cry sweetie, seriously, I don't like crying. It makes a little bit too much noise, and don't get me wrong, I love noise, but just not the baby noise, okay? So, we can take you with us, if you promise not to cry, okay?'

Peter started to cry anyway.

'Oh- no no no,' Tony said, obviously not used to crying.. Things. Luciano smiled brightly, and took Peter over before he put him back in the crib, same routine with Scotty.

'So, which one do you want?' Luke asked, while Luciano tried to quiet down Peter. Tony and Steve exchanged a look, and then said at the same time: 'Scotty.' 'Peter.'

Luke lifted an eyebrow, slightly amused. It fell silent in the room, only sound to be heard was Luciano, softly hushing: "Shh, Shh, it'll be okay Peter..'

'Can we talk for a moment? Outside?' Steve asked. Luke nodded, and the younger man simply dragged Tony out of the room.

'I want Scotty,' Steve stated, as soon as they stood outside of Luke's office.

'I want Peter,' Tony pouted, crossing his arms and leaning against the wall. Silence.

'But, Scotty is so ado-'

'So is Peter,' Tony interrupted, still with his arms crossed. Steve sighed, thinking for a moment. Tony said nothing, knowing that Steve was coming up with an idea.

'That Luciano dude said that they were "twins", right?' Steve slowly said. Tony frowned.

'Yeah… Not blood related, but they share a birthday, yes?' Steve smiled.

'Well, it would be cruel to separate twins, right?' he said, smiling brightly at Tony. Slowly, it sank into Tony.

'Oh- I can see where you going,' he said. Steve nodded.

'Why don't we have them both?'

Only a few months later, there were two extra lives living in the Stark Tower; Peter Parker and Scotty Stark-Rogers.

So, first chapter. Long time since I posted something here, and kinda crappy ending, in my opinion, but it's just the beginning. I'm going to write some more chapters as soon as possible, but I'm competing in the NaNoWriMo too, and that takes quite alot of my time, plus, I got exams coming up :( Next chaps are going to be some of Scotty and PEters growing up, along with the other Avengers ^^ Got some pairs made up for them too, so there'll be a big huge awesomepie Superfamily :D

Anywho, reviews are appriciated (or however you write that. Not english person here, just a random dutchie.) Tell me if you like this :D