TW: food
"The legendary Avengers have been spotted fighting each other in Central Park, which raises concerns and questions; is this another Accords situation? What happened to cause such a brutal fight? Will this fight bring the end of Earth Mightiest Heroes?" a woman in the TV was saying with worry.
Peter looked away and whistled innocently.
•××ו
A war may or may not have ensued.
Peter blamed Clint.
But it really wasn't his fault. Everything had just gone downhill since the gym incident.
Tony, Clint and Peter had gone home arguing like little kids, only to be received by Steve in the kitchen, with a mom pose and a reprimanding look.
"What is going on here?"
"Peter insists in committing cannibalism!" Clint whined.
"I do not!" the teen defended himself. "I just want to eat cinnamon!"
"Let the kid eat his cinnamon, Clint!"
"No, Stark, I can't let that happen-"
"Uh, Mr. Stark, Clint- I think we broke Steve."
Both men paused their argument to look at the super soldier, who seemed disturbed.
"See, Steve agrees. You can't just deprive the kid of his favorite food-" Tony started, but was interrupted by the soldier.
"You wanted to eat what?"
"Steve!" Peter cried. "Don't do this to me!"
"You- you can't just eat cinnamon, Peter! How could you even think of- No!"
Peter pouted.
"This house is a fUCKING NIGHTMARE-"
"Did Peter just curse?" Three Avengers came rushing in to the kitchen.
Steve, Clint, Tony and Peter looked at each other with matching scowls.
"Peter wants to eat cinnamon," Steve stated and crossed his arms.
Bucky and Sam gasped, while Bruce was just confused.
"And?"
Clint, Steve, Bucky and Sam turned to look at him and seemed genuinely offended.
"He is a cinnamon roll, he can't eat cinnamon!"
Bruce went to stand beside Tony and Peter while he sighed as if he had given up in humanity. He had.
Both groups standing in opposite sides glared at each other defiantly for some seconds before Natasha entered the kitchen.
She looked them up and down, raised a brow and tilted her head a little. She began shrugging when she saw Peter was there. And Peter looked sad.
She growled at the men and rushed to Peter. "What did they do to you, детка? Are you alright?"
Sam started explaining, "He wanted to eat cinnamon-"
The ex-assassin turned back to the kid. "There's no more cinnamon? Do you want me to buy you some?"
Bucky inhaled sharply. "You can't offer him that!"
Natasha glared at them while she cradled Peter in her arms protectively.
"Then fight me."
Bucky took a wise step back and looked at his group in a silent scream for help.
Clint spoke up. "Nat, we can't let him eat cinnamon. It's just atrocious!"
"One of us is wrong. Our group has three geniuses. Take a wild guess," Bruce deadpanned.
"Three geniuses and a billionaire," Peter added, to which everyone nodded until-
"Hey!" Peter shushed Tony without looking at him.
Steve frowned at Bruce's statement, ignoring the rest.
"Then ask Shuri. I'm sure she'll understand," the super soldier said.
Peter took out his phone quickly with a smirk. Obviously Shuri would be on his side.
Peter
Shuri
Shuri
Shuri
Shuri
Shuri
What?
Peter
Clint, Steve, Sam and Bucky won't let me eat cinnamon :(
Shuri
WHAT THE FUCK RICHARD?
Peter
Thank you, finally someone who understands
Shuri
Why were you trying to eat cinnamon? Are you crazy?!
Peter
...
Sometimes I wish I were Jared, 19-
Shuri
Go back to sleep and STARVE
Peter
:(
Shuri
I'll be there in 10
Peter
:)
Shuri
To stop you
Peter
:(
"Okay, you have Shuri in your side, but we still outnumber you in geniuses."
Protests from both sides arose, and that's what Shuri arrived to ten minutes later.
"What the-? Shuri, how did you get here so fast?" Peter asked her.
"I told you I'd be here in ten."
"I didn't know you were serious," the spider teen replied. Shuri looked offended. "I'm sorry," he corrected himself, "I didn't think it was possible."
"It wasn't until ten minutes ago, when you texted me and I invented a way to teleport so I could come."
Silence.
"Okay." It wasn't the strangest thing they had heard.
"Now, what is this insanity that you're trying to eat cinnamon?"
Peter groaned.
In that moment, Vision came into the kitchen along with Wanda.
"What's wrong with Peter wanting cinnamon?"
"Vis!" Wanda said, looking scandalized, "That's cannibalism!"
Vision just looked confused.
"But Peter is human-"
"Don't listen to them," Tony interrupted. "They're all crazy."
Vision shrugged and went to stand beside the billionaire, while Wanda stared at him seeming betrayed. She went to stand next to Clint.
A few minutes of arguing went by until the next person strolled into the room.
"Tony, I need to know whether you- Woah." Rhodey wasn't expecting to find the kitchen filled with eleven super heroes fighting each other.
"Rhodey, get Peter some cinnamon please," his friend told him.
The soldier nodded confusedly but the door was suddenly blocked.
"No!" Clint said.
Rhodey turned to Peter and asked him tenderly, "Do you want cinnamon?"
When the teen nodded with a pout, Rhodey turned defensive. "Move."
"No!"
In that moment, another person burst into their argument.
"Uncle Thor! Can you get me some cinnamon?" Peter said innocently, silencing all the bantering heroes in the room.
"Sure, Spiderling, just tell me what cinnamon is."
Peter brightened up. "It's this really tasty-"
"NO." Sam stamped his fist in the table. "Peter can't get cinnamon!"
"What's wrong with it?" the god asked.
"Thor, would you eat another person?"
Thor hesitated. "No?"
"No, Thor, you don't eat other people." Shuri pinched the bridge of her nose. "You aren't supposed to eat something of your same species, ever, and that is what Peter wants to do."
Thor still looked confused.
"Imagine if I wanted to eat your arm, Thor, do you think the team would let me? No," Sam tried.
Gingerly grabbing his arm, Thor proclaimed, "The little spider shall not eat cinnamon!"
"Uncle Thor!" Peter complained.
Tony suddenly fired a beam to the ceiling with his gauntlet, calling everyone's attention. "That's it, we're calling Strange."
Everyone stared at him blankly.
"Harry Potter," he clarified. They all nodded in understanding.
Few seconds went by before a portal opened in the kitchen. The sorcerer coming out of it was taken aback by the amount of people in the room and the atmosphere it held, though he hid it well.
"You said there was an emergency? Something regarding Peter?"
"Yes," Tony replied. "These idiots won't let the kid eat his favorite food."
Peter nodded with tears shining in his big doe eyes, successfully gaining the man's affection and support.
"You let the kid get what he wants," he basically growled, then turned to Peter and asked softly, "What do you want?"
"Just cinnamon, sir."
"Of course, kid. Here," Strange summoned some cookies for him, but only a second later they were on the floor, being stomped by Clint, who called his team over so they could help with the destruction.
"There's only one way to resolve this," the sorcerer declared somberly, before making a huge portal that had them all suddenly standing in Central Park.
"For Peter's cinnamon. CHARGE!"