This is my first (published) Spideypool/ Superfamily fanfic. My friends liked this one a lot and I just wanted to get this out before the divorce... I mean .. before Civil War is released. I really hope you like it! ALso, it gets alot better after the first 5 chapters...

1. Peter, don't be late

Peters alarm went off. His arm reached up and slammed the ass of Wade Wilson by mistake.

"Oh~ again." Wade laughed. Peter looked up to the man sharing his bed. He looked back at him and smiled. "Want me to get that for you baby boy?"

Peters alarm went off. His arm reached up and slammed the snooze button. It was 6 in the morning and Peter wasn't feeling like getting up. He ducked his head under the covers and fell back to sleep. His next alarm came in and shook his shoulder.

"Get Up, or I'm gonna get Steve to get you up. And we know how that will work out." Tony pushed his son's shoulder one last time then pulled the covers down. Peters body shriveled up as it came in contact with the cold and heartless light of the sun.

"No," he whimpered, " it's Saturday. Let me sleeeeeep" he pulled the covers over his head.

"Nope, today's too important." Tony pulled them down again. " Last warning," he began to leave," before I get him." He shut the door behind him. Peter groaned. He rubbed his eyes and tossed his head back and forth. He was sore everywhere, his neck hurt, his arms were tense, he couldn't feel his legs. Last night he fought some mutant who called himself 'Whirlwind'. He was thrown against cars and buildings all night. He felt like dying. He rolled out of his bed and on the floor, face down. He moaned again. Today was going to really suck.

He stepped into the kitchen and saw his dads at the table. Steve was looking over the last few details on Tony's potential client. Tony was busy touching up his designs for dinner proposal. Peter looked in the fridge for his breakfast.

"You forgot to go shopping, again." Steve looked up.

"Sorry Peter, Tony and I have been so busy with this guy." Steve gave him a faint smile. Peter rolled his eyes.

"I'll just go and get some." A grin crept on his face.

"Nope. Sit your butt down." Tony said, not missing a beat. Peter's shoulders slumped.

"Ahhhh, why can't I go out for a while? Why do I even have to go to your business thingy!"

"Because I said no, and the guy I'm gonna buy out has a daughter. If she likes you, she might convince her dad to join our side. If I let you step out of my sight, you'll disappear for hours.." Peter threw his hands up and grunted at everyone.

"Oh, let him out for a bit , I'm sure he'll be on time." Tony stopped for a moment and looked at Steve.

"Really? Last time we had plans, he didn't come home for 3 hours after it was over." Peter remembered that day. The Wrecking Crew was up to no good again.

"He was studying all night last night. Not making a peep. Let him." Steve's big blue puppydog eyes pleaded with him. Tony sighed. His eyes met Peters. "Promise you will be at ABC Kitchen, at 7:00, in a suit. On time. Do the promise." Peter stood up straight and saluted his dads. "I promise on the red, white, and true!" Steve shook his head. Tony pointed at him. "Break that promise and you aren't aloud to leave the tower. Ever." Peter rolled his eyes again. "Yeah, don't worry." He walked over and kissed them both on the forehead. "Bye, love you." He put on his jacket and grabbed his backpack.

"See you. At 7." Steve repeated. Peter looked at them again. He saluted him and left.

Rather short, but others are longer... please review and junk.

Just for future reference, this is a mix of everything. A little bit of the comics, movies, T.V. shows, and Tobey Maguire. Just kidding about Tobey. Haha... that's... that's the humor you're gonna get. Yeah... sorry about that.