(Constitution or Prostitution?)
The Avengers Tower was quiet, besides the single TV playing in the living area.
Peter and Steve were the only two in the whole tower currently. The rest of the team were out on a mission right not, and Steve was chosen to watch over the younger teammate. So here they sat, Peter mindlessly flipping through TV channels while Steve read the newspaper (which consisted of another hit piece on Spiderman).
"Hey Mr. Rogers?"
"Yes Peter?"
"You're into politics, mind answering a question I have?"
Steve smiled brightly, before closing and sitting the paper down. He always loved when Peter came to him for answers instead of Tony. It made him feel special.
"What is it my boy?"
"If pro means good and con means bad, does that mean progress is better than congress?"
...What?!
"Uh, I don't think-"
"THAT MEANS PROSTITUTION IS BETTER THAN THE CONSTITUTION, RIGHT?! I'm GONNA BE A PROSTITUTE! Thanks Mr. Rogers!"
Peter stood up and ran towards the elevator, mentioning Widow has some stuff he could use for his latest adventure. Steve just stared blankly at where Peter once sat, before everything finally hit him.
"PETER NO!"
(Best dad)
Strange rarely visited the tower, he only did when he needed help or was truly bored. And he was bored as fuck. That's why he found himself in the living area, reading a magazine while Widow and Hawkeye arm wrestled (it was 5-0 at this point), Vision and Scarlett were baking, and Steve was watching a WWII documentary.
The elevator singed behind them, which was followed by laughter that caught everyone's attention. Tony and Peter walked out, 3D glasses from the movies hanging from Peter face while Tony's was folded and hanging from the collar of his shirt.
"You guys have fun?" Clint asked, before feeling his hand meet the table. Turning around, he glared at Widow who tried looking innocent, as if she didn't just cheat.
"It was awesome! I'm still shocked Mr. Stark reserved the whole move theater just for us!"
As a reward for having straight A's, Tony had reserved the entire movie theater for just the two of them. They had spent about seven hours there, watching different movies that were currently playing.
"Just wished they had a better selection. Had to bribe a few people to play this one movie Peter's been wanting to see. No showings in New York my ass." He grumbled the last part under his breath.
"Well we're glad you two had fun." Steve smiled.
"Yeah! Mr. Starks like, the best dad ever!"
That had gotten aww's from most of the group, and caused Tony to blush. Strange just smirked and stood up. He loved messing with Stark.
"Is he now?" He questioned, before opening a portal. In it, everyone could see Cinderella's castle from Disney World. "I have about 10,000 on me right now. Want to go?"
"Suddenly Mr. Dr. Strange is my dad now." Peter grinned, before running to his new fathers' side.
"oh IT'S ON!"
(Swearing)
"What the heck?!" Peter exclaimed, watching as the TV screen filed with blood with the bold words 'You Died' showing up. He sighed, before placing the controller down.
"Did you just fucking swear?!" Tony exclaimed from the elevator, just 'slightly' drunk.
"No I-"
"You're grounded!"
(Worthy)
"Don't do anything stupid Thor." Bruce ordered.
"Shh." Thor shushed, causing the Hulk wielder to sigh as they continued watching Peter.
Peter was currently creating a four-foot robot in the living room. He'd do it in the lap, but Clint might've blown something up and sent a bunch of goop flying around the room. So while he alone (with a toothbrush) was cleaning it, Peter was forced to work in here. It was for the upcoming science fair.
"Watch this." Thor whispered, grabbing Mjolnir and walking over to the young kid. "Hey Peter!"
"Yes Mr. Thor?" He asked, not looking away from his invention.
"Can you hold this for me please? I must do something and cannot bring it with." Thor bit his lip, trying not to laugh.
"Of course!" Peter exclaimed, holding his hand out for whatever Thor needed held.
Thor reached out and placed the handle in Peter's hands. His fingers closed around it and Thor pulled away.
But instead of Peter being sent falling down like expected, he merely stood there, still not paying attention. Mjolnir's handle clutched tightly in his hand.
"Why, this thing is light!" He exclaimed, not noticing Thor's shocked facial expression, or Bruce's surprised expression.
(No Imagination)
Falcon pinched the bridge of his nose, a headache starting to form.
"Remind me, why did you come through the window instead of the elevator?" He asked, starring as Peter (not in costume) closed the window to the living room.
Peter had just gotten out of school. And instead of using the elevator like literally anyone else, he decided to climb the whole way up!
"Doors and elevators are for people with no imagination."
