(Hey! As I promised, an update~ BUT I won't be able to right another chapter for a couple of days since I'm going to a convention. Hope this is to your likings! )

"You guys are probably some of the worst parents ever."

"Oh shut up. It's for your own good Pete."

"I'm seventeen; I absolutely do not need a babysitter!"

"Peter, ever since you were seven you have been skipping out of the tower and going on escapades! We warned you that if you left without saying anything we'd have you watched whenever we left the house."

"Oh come on! All I'll be doing is watching TV and inventing things! When I'm home alone it shouldn't matter!"

"Well too bad, because Thor is already on his way. "

"THOR? WHAT? Why not Clint or Natasha? They're pretty calm, and they know to leave me be!"

"Well you've pissed me off so I called him. You like him don't you?"

"When I was six I ADORED him but he still thinks I'm a little kid!"

"Well he likes you so you'll have to deal with it."

Peter stumbled on what he was going to say, he realized he was going to be baby-sat whether he liked it or not. In some way he was happy that Tony was trying to fix up Steve's and his relationship, since, it's been rather rough lately. It might cause all the yelling to cease, at least some. But a nanny at seventeen? And Thor? Really?

Steve came down the stairs all dressed in a nice trimming suit, with his favorite American flag tie on. Tony smiled at the sight as Steve struggled to swipe an out of place hair from his face.

"Hold on there solider, I got it."

Tony moved the hair back in with the rest of the gelled golden locks and patted Steve's shoulder.

"Ready?"

"Yes. And Peter?"

Peter's arms were crossed and he pouted on the couch.

"Be good. We didn't mean to make you feel like a little kid but this is for your own good. "

"….Whatever."

The sound of a loud thump occurred outside on the porch landing. Steve ran over to look out the window; Thor had arrived. They forgot he wasn't the person to drive and take the elevator. Steve opened the door allowing Thor to step inside.

"Thank you for coming. This means a lot to us."

"It is alright. I am honored that you choose me to guard your son!"

Steve smiled and walked over to the elevator where Tony was waiting. Tony pushed the button and as the door opened they walked in.

"Okay Peter we're leav-"

"Bye."

And so, the elevator closed. Thor waved them goodbye then grinned at Peter. He sat down next to him causing the couch to move some.

"Son of Stark and Rogers! Would you care to join me in exploring the world of midgardian entertainment through this large box?"

Peter mumbles to himself.

"Oh here we go."

Thor waits for his response by simple staring at him so happily.

"Assuming you mean watch TV, why not. "

Peter grabs the remote and turns the television on. It seems to be on the kids channel since Spongebob is on.

"What might this be? Is that a creature of your realm?"

"Not, well I guess. He's a sponge, which is a sea creature. See he's friends with a Starfish."

"Ah, interesting. Aha! He said 'Another day another nickel' which mocks the midgardian phrase, 'another day another dollar' and a nickel, as informed by Fury, is a smaller monetary sum! Haha! Brilliant!"

"Yeah, hilarious…."

Peter clicks to a different channel when Thor grabs his hand suddenly.

"Ah! What are you doing? I'm just changing the channel!"

"Why must you change the channel? This so called 'sponge' is very humorous!"

"Well yes, but it's a kid show, normally I might watch it but I'm not in the mood to."

"….but why not?"

"Ugh okay fine."

Peter changes it back and lays his head back on the couch.

"This is going to be a very long night…"

Not expecting to, Peter falls asleep on the couch while Thor continues to enjoy the Spongebob marathon. Thor notices and picks him up, which frightens Peter, therefore waking him up.

"Woah woah! What are you doing?"

"You drifted into slumber so I was carrying to your bed."

"It was just a nap! I can walk myself to bed."

"Oh. So it is not like when you were a smaller child?"

"No, see, I'm practically an adult so put me-"

Peter notices the look on Thor's face seeing that he almost appears saddened that he didn't want to be carried. Thor's watched him before, but that was mostly when he was younger than ten. Thor used to throw him up very high and catch him, and let him hang onto his cape. Peter knew everyone in the Avengers as more than just his dads' teammates. He knew them as, well practically his godparents. Thor didn't have a child so he probably just missed the days that Peter was young.

"Nevermind just…put me on my bed."

Thor smiled widely and nodded.

"As you wish, Man of spider~"

Thor carried him up the stairs and gently put Peter down on his bed.

"Shall I read you a story?"

"No, no. That's not necessary."

"Alright. Then I shall tell you one of my realm! How about, The Little Bilgesnipe That Could? It's a wonderful story about a bilgesnipe that was born repulsive but was destined for a path to greatness."

"Uh, no it's fine really. I'll just read a book on my own thank you."

Thor tilts his head as Peter pulls up a book from his nightstand and opens it up to his bookmark.

"The Hunger Games? Is the story about a feasting competition?"

"Ha, no it's about a girl named Katniss who volunteers to take her sisters place in a deadly competition where kids of various ages and districts fight against each other to the death."

"Hmm, sounds remarkably violent! Perhaps you could read it to me?"

Peter chuckled thinking that Thor wasn't actually serious, but from the looks of it, Thor was quite intrigued. It wasn't a children's book so he wouldn't be able to read Thor the entire story, but, why not a few pages.

"Well…alright. "

Peter began reading from where he was in the book. He gave Thor a small recap to ensure that he wouldn't be completely lost. He ended up reading to Thor for an hour, much longer than he had intended. Near the end of the hour, his eyes started closing and he yawned every couple of minutes. When he finally fell asleep, Thor took the book from his hands and put it back on his night stand and turned off the light.

"Sleep well Peter."

Thor closed the door just as the elevator door opened. Steve and Tony walked in, Tony laughing and Steve rolling his eyes. Thor came down the steps and looked over to Steve.

"He is at sleep. "

"Did he complain at all? Did he even talk to you?"

"He was a delight and we shared in thoughtful conversations."

"…wait really?"

Thor nodded and Tony just raised an eyebrow.

"I shall be off now. I cannot leave my brother alone for too long."

"Well, thank you very much."

Thor smiled at them, grabbed his hammer from the floor and went outside to the porch landing to fly back to Asgard.

"He made it sound like Peter was a little boy, I'm surprised he went with this so nicely."

"Well he owes us to behave anyway. Now to the bedroom!"