Short A/N -
You can imagine whichever Peter you want from the movies, but the information is scattered, I'm taking what I know from all the Spiderman movies, [Spiderman 2002, The Amazing Spiderman 2012, and Homecoming 2017] . If you guys want Peter to gain a friend, hint: the lovable Ned, then tell me, because I think that would be adorable. :)
"This is just great, we had him, how did this happen?"
"I was stuck to a wall of a bakery for five hours, don't look at me, you guys left me there."
"You have a cologne brand, Nat?"
"No.. Not for men anyway."
"Tony was the last one to see Spiderman,"
"Tony?"
"He darted off"
"Hold on.." Steve sighed as he quickly went to leave the group to look for Stark.
October was the hardest month for Tony, it was almost October 14th, the day that his son had been born, and it had been a wonderful two years together, so many regrets.. He could've been a better dad, stayed around more, held him when he slept, all those lovable things you've seen in cheeky films.
"Tony.. Is there anything we need to talk about?"
Tony flinched in his leather chair as he turned off the monitor to his computer screen, "Uh.. No, why do you say that?" Tony ran his hands quickly over his cheeks as fixed himself in his chair,
"It's.. nothing.. You just ran off.." Steve went to slip into the office, coming close to the desk as if trying to take a peek at the screen which was black and gave Tony a raised brow,
"Listen Tony, we're a team, if one of us is struggles we all do. You can talk to us."
Tony scoffed as he gave him one of his famous wise crack grins, "Yeah.. What is this, Captain America is becoming my therapist?"
"Don't snark me Stark, come around to all of us, it might just be worth it."
Tony went to stand up, fixing his jacket as he smirked a bit, "Listen, if I'm needed for anything else besides chasing a poor kid around New York just tell me, now if you'll excuse me." and went to leave the room, just when Steve went to turn the computer monitor towards him to turn it on to see what Tony had been looking at,
It was nothing, besides the picture of Tony with a baby, both looking into the camera as his wallpaper background.
Did Tony have a kid?
He stared at the picture for a moment, as he hadn't seen Stark with a child, much less married, and turned off the monitor to turn it around, supposing he'd ask the team.
Peter got home late, he went climbing up the stairs Osborn's mansion door, and didn't bother to knock as he tried to quietly slip in. By now it was almost ten, and he thought maybe he could just quietly slip upstairs into his room-
"Peter."
He froze when Osborn's voice echoed out from up the stairs, and heard foot steps echoing down to where he could see Osborn standing there,
"Mr. Osborn.. Sorry that I'm-"
"Come up, let's chat.."
"-Right.."
Peter sighed, Osborn wasn't usually tough on him, rather he supported him in all his choices as long as they were reasonable, as he was appreciative of Osborn looking to his future, but would prefer him to give such attention to Harry, his actual son, and went to climb up the stairs just as Osborn started back up to follow him to a sitting area,
"Is there something wrong, Mr. Osborn..?"
"Peter, sit."
Peter went to go sit across from him, seeming nervous then as they didn't have a curfew, but he hadn't of called either,
"Peter it's come to my attention lately that you've been coming home late and sleeping in, is there something we need to talk about?"
"No Mr. Osborn, I just.. Got a full schedule, after school activities and I've.. been hanging with… friends." Peter grit his teeth, always hating to lie,
"That's funny Peter.. I called the school today and both Harry and they say you don't have an extra curricular programs.. And you quit the Decathlon team?"
"Er.. I just lost interest in .. that , I haven't signed up for anything else but.."
"And Harry says he doesn't see you with any friends.. If you call that Gwen Stacy.. Is that it Peter, is this over a girl?"
"No! I .. hardly see her."
"Peter I'm just worried about your grades.. You've always excelled in school,"
"I won't let my grades fall I promise."
"Good.. If you're going to be out late I need to know exactly what you're doing and where you are.."
"Of course, I'm sorry."
"Alright, I don't want to have to come to drastic measures now."
Drastic measures? Something told him Osborn probably knew exactly where he was, as he knew he had the technology to track his phone.
"Your birthday is tomorrow,"
"Yeah.. but."
"I want you and Harry home at six, we're going out for dinner."
"Six." Peter nodded, as he always felt awkward when it came time around his birthday, "I'll be here at Six then."
Osborn nodded and watched as Peter went to stand, but noticed something red staining the others clothes that caused Norman to quickly stand with him, "Peter are you bleeding?"
"W-What- Oh.." he looked down at his side and winced as his wounds were still healing , "Don't worry! It was just an accident, I got some scrapes on my arms too but-"
"Have you been skateboarding again? Peter I swear if I find you at a skatepark!" Norman grabbed peter by the sleeve, his eyes infuriated,
"N-No of course I haven't been skating, you took away my board."
At that Norman seemed to ease up, realizing he had acted on impulse, "That's.. right."
Peter saw the lack of thought in those eyes, which made him worry something was wrong with Mr. Osborn, "Can I..-"
"Yes."
Peter nodded and slowly backed away from him as he went to quickly turn away,
"And Peter."
Peter stumbled on his feet, his eyes jumping back to Norman as he held his glasses with his index finger at the bridge of his nose, "Er.. Yeah?"
"Call me dad."
Steve came back out to where the Avengers were gathered, Bruce was cooking up some fettuccine alfredo in the kitchen and it seemed everyone was swarming for food, besides Tony.
"Hey guys…"
"Something wrong Rodgers?" Natasha called from the counter as she skimmed through her phone,
"Yeah I was just wondering if you knew Tony has a kid? He was looking at this picture when I found him and-" Steve trailed off when their eyes landed on him, some seeming to hush instantly as if he had stumbled on an awkward topic,
"Is there something I don't know about?"
"He had a kid.." Clint said awkwardly as he turned back around to the counter,
"It was fourteen years ago- It was all over the news back then," Natasha sighed, standing from the counter as she placed down her phone, Steve having fell quiet as he seemed to be processing,
"What do you mean.. What happened fourteen years ago?"
Natasha bit her lip as Bruce and turned from the stove looking uneasy, but Natasha picked up the tablet to start typing as the monitor for the tv turned on, "Just- Don't tell Stark we showed you this."
Steve's attention turned to the screen as he slowly came up to the back of the couch as a recorded news channel started to play, showing a helicopter's view of a destructed mountain, and police cars swarming the road and police in boats in the water:
"Police storm the scene to where billionaire Tony Stark's car was thrown off the road and submerged into Lake Tahoe, they believe it may have been a terrorist attack by the destruction left by unmarked missiles that hit homes of residents just up on Lakeview drive.
The bodies of Marty Jackson and two-year old Peter Stark have not been found since the accident 3 hours prior,."
Pictures of the two, Marty Jackson, and then Peter Stark displayed on the screen as Steve's heart dropped,
"Peter Stark was Tony Stark's two year old son, his father, the only survivor of this attack has yet to make a statement."
"So Tony- He.."
"I see you've started doing some research."
Everyone froze as Tony Stark emerged from the elevator, staring at the tv screen as a unreadable look came on his face, "What's cooking, doc'?" as he seemed to try and avoid it all together,
"Tony we weren't trying to be disrespectful-"
"Oh I know, it's fine, I look at this all the time anyway." Tony waved it off but seemed to pause before moving over to Natasha to take the tablet from her and to turn it off the monitor, "Listen, I'll tell you all what I told you," he gestured to Steve before raising his hands, "I'm fine, nothing wrong with wanting a some time to myself."
"But it's more than that Tony, I can tell that-"
"Steve.. Don't." Tony warned as he backed away from the Captain, but had a fearful look in his eyes, causing the captain america to freeze, "Don't try to meddle in my past. It's best that way." Tony's eyes then gave them a stern look before he went to disappear down the hall, "There's nothing to be done about it now."
Steve gave his teammate a longing look, as Natasha came over to his side to nudge him, "That's Tony. But don't take his words to heart, I'd like to believe that he needs us more than he realizes." she crossed her arms to her chest, looking after Tony,
"Yes but why now.."
"October.. His son was born in October.. I'm sure he's grieving.. Give him some space." Bruce called from the kitchen as he had turned back to his pasta, but the atmosphere was ruined already.
Steve had no words, but Natasha gave him a knowing look as Steve stared after Tony, as he really hadn't any idea, and he felt terrible, "We should do something for him.. Take him out."
"Unless you want to take him out, I'm sure the public would love to see Captain America on a date with playboy Stark." Clint sarcastically said from the counter as Natasha gave him a look,
"That's a great idea.. Give us chance to be normal." Natasha mumbled , as they really didn't ever go out, as now that people knew their faces it was hard to without disguises.
"Help me pick a place he'd like?"
"Of course."
Peter set all his things down into his room, sighing as he looked to the door, glad Osborn hadn't followed him as it unnerved him how.. rash he was, it was like he was always watching them, it creeped him out, but lately Norman Osborn had been acting different, if not any weirder than usual
"Peter!" Harry came rushing into the room, as if surprised to see him finally,
"Hey Harry , just finished talking to your dad so.. I should probably do my homework now."
"Did he nag on you any? Are you failing any classes, Parker?" Harry came and plopped down on his bed, a grin on his face as if he was hiding something,
"What are you up to?"
"What are you hiding?"
Peter paused, put off by the question as he stood awkwardly by his desk, "I'm not hiding anything Harry, just been.. Out, doing things."
"Oh really? So have I."
"I'm not too surprised about that."
"It was at our building,"
"Your dad's company?"
"Where else?" Harry stood, stuffing his hands in his pockets as he came around to Peter to look at his textbooks, "I did some digging of my own, thought you might be interested in what I found exactly."
Peter didn't like this one bit, the last time he had snuck around Osborn to get a look at not only Gwen but the research he had gotten bit by a radioactive spider, but the fact that Harry now was sneaking around there unnerved him, as he didn't want him getting into trouble, as he knew Osborn was doign some extensive research that might get him in big trouble, "Harry we shouldn't play around at your dad's work,"
"But Peter, it's about your father,"
Peter's eyes widened, looking at Harry earnestly then as his father had worked alongside Osborn, but all his research and files had been restricted from him, "W-What about my Father, what have you found?"
"Richard, Richard Parker right?"
"Yes what about him Harry!"
"Whoa calm down, if you want to know then come with me tomorrow."
"Tomorrow when?"
"Eight, when he thinks we're gone to school, he won't expect us to , much less you, to ditch."
"Ditch school! Harry, your father is already on his toes around me!"
"Then don't, it's the only way we can sneak around him, he'll let you off with a warning I'm sure."
"Harry think of how… mad he'd be if we picked at his files.."
"Peter this is your father, he has no right to keep you from him."
…
"Dude, its your birthday."
…
Peter was uncertain, he hoped Osborn would eventually tell him more of his father Richard in the future, on his own time, but sneaking around with Harry? His father had been a scientist, and that ward was well guarded by security, how did Harry even get in ? For him it had been easy since he had been on a field trip.
"Think about it, just tell me in the morning" Harry went to leave, "And be up on time for school!"
Peter still couldn't find the words to say, but went to slide the glasses off his face to look at them, a longing look in his eyes as he sat them down on his desk beside his book and took the picture he staple noted to the board behind his desk off the wall, it was a picture of his parents out having dinner with him for his fifth birthday, he smiled, but could hardly remember back to that time.. He had only been six when they had died, but now he was curious, he had so many questions and decisions to make.
Slowly he sat down at his desk chair and brought his backpack into his lap as he took out his Spiderman mask and frowned, knowing the glass had cut his costume, but that was an easy fix.. He would probably go see how bad it was later tonight, but would then go to pull out Iron Man's mask, seeming to stare at it for a moment as Peter couldn't believe he had the nerve to take it, but honestly Tony Stark probably had a ton of extra laying around seeing how easy it had been to rip it off, and smirked a bit, as once again he was thankful for his super strength, or else he wouldn't slip past the Avengers so easily, but he could handle his own, he showed that to Iron Man today, and would promptly set the mask down to rest against the wall of his desk, thinking it'd be a nice ornament, or even his own birthday present from Tony Stark himself.
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