The Path Towards Brotherhood

by Minnie30

Harley is excited to spend the school year in New York hanging out with Tony. However, there’s just one minor hitch in that plan. While Peter just wants to make a new friend, Harley just wants Tony’s full attention; though, Peter’s nightly activities and the troubles and injuries it causes simply seems to be taking it all.

2. Baby Spider Fell Down the Sprout

Baby Spider Fell Down the Sprout

"Ow, ow, ow, swiss cheese!"

Tony finally reached Peter's room. Shattered glass littered the room adorned with spiderman bed sheets. A shelf stood slanted along the walls coated with Star Wars and various science posters.

"Kid?" Tony asked.

"H-hey Mr. Stark! W-what are you doing here?" Peter stuttered.

Concerned but amused, Tony replied incredulously, "What am I doing here? This is my home!"

Peter's eyes widened as his face morphed into a deer in the headlight's look.

"What happened?" Tony immediately turned back to the matter at hand.

Peter's voice rose an octave as he replied, "N-nothing! Just back from patrol!"

Chuckling fondly at Peter's obvious attempts at lying, Tony teased, "The door wasn't good enough for you today kiddo?"

Peter ducked his head as a slight blush spread across his cheeks, quietly, he murmured "Sorry".

Tony's softened as he knelt down, putting a hand on Peter's shoulder and a finger under his chin, lifting Peter's face so that he would meet his eyes.

"You don't need to apologize" Tony soothed, "Just tell me where you're hurt".

Peter's eyes flickered to his knee where it still lay, bent at an awkward angle. That was all the hint he needed however as Tony immediately shifted closer to Peter's knee, laying a gentle hand on the joint. Peter flinched as he hissed with pain and tried to move away as Tony's feather-light touch came in contact with the injury.

Tony pulled back his hand and, taking a glance at Peter's face, scrunched up in pain, spoke to the ceiling, "FRIDAY, tell Bruce to wait for us in the MedBay, activate protocol Baby Spider Fell Down the Sprout".

"Message sent and protocol activated" came the Irish-accented voice emitting from the ceiling.

"Come on Kiddo, let's get you down to the MedBay," Tony grunted as he gathered Peter in his arms and stood.

"Mr. Starrrk put me down! I can walk!" Peter whined, embarrassed.

Tony scoffed, "Sure you can".

Resigned, knowing Tony's right, Peter huffed, pouting as he finally relaxed into the hold.

"I hate water sprouts."