"Morning." Evie murmured as she padded into the kitchen.
"Sleep well?" Steve glancing up from the paper he was reading at the counter.
"Mhm." She picked up the coffee pot and poured a mug glancing at her father before opening the fridge and pouring some milk into her mug.
"You're going to stunt your growth" Steve said not looking up from his paper.
"That's an old wives tale."
"Is it? What schoolwork do you have to do today?"
"None. I finished everything yesterday." Evie shrugged and sat down across the counter.
"So what are your plans?"
"Daddy wants me to look at colleges and start thinking about summer programs. I dont know if I want to though. I might do some reading... watch some tv?"
"Grounded." Steve said looking up at his daughter.
"Ugh that's so yesterday."
"It can easily extend past the weekend if you'd like."
"I'm good thanks."
"Thought so." He smiled, "if theres good behavior I could be convinced into a movie night or the like come Friday."
"Thanks Papa."
"A Morgan and Peter friendly- family movie night."
"So long as I dont have to watch The Empire Strikes Back again." She said rolling her eyes.
"I can endorse that." Steve chuckled, he glanced at the clock. "Would you mind starting some eggs? I'm going to wake up your Peter and Morgan."
"Can I make pancakes? Eggs smell."
"Be my guest." Steve smiled as he headed down the hall to rouse his younger two children.
Entering Morgan's bedroom he turned on the light and sat down on the stuffed animal covered bed with a creak.
"Morgan." Steve said gently shaking the child's back "Its time to get up."
"M'sleeping" Morgan mumbled pushing her face into her pillow and drawing the comforter over her head, avoiding the light.
Steve chuckled at the similarities between his husband and daughter. The army had instilled a tolerance for the mornings in him, a tolerance that Evie had inherited. Tony however, had managed to pass on the ability to sleep until noon to the younger two Stark- Rogers children. It of course did not help that with the brown curls, briliance, and sass Morgan and Peter were clearly miniature Tony's- God save him. It was thinking about them becoming teenagers that made him consider returning to the church and becoming a good Catholic once again.
"Morgan." He said, louder this time as he removed the blankets.
"Go'way" She moaned.
Steve gave a half smile as he plucked the child up and placed her on her feet.
"Papaaa"
"Evie is making pancakes." He bribed.
"I want eggs." Morgan said sinking to her knees on the floor.
"Time to wake up sleeping beauty." Steve smiled as he shook his head, he lifted Morgan up under her arms and carried her into the bathroom sat her on the toilet seat. "Get ready for school."
Morgan gave an exaggerated moan as she turned on the sink making her father laugh as he headed to wake Peter.
"Peter." Steve said entering his son's room. "Time to get up."
Peter uttered some inaudible words as he turned away from his father and the open door.
Drawing open the blinds and switching on the light Steve sighed as he watched Peter curl into a ball.
"Peter." Steve sat down placing his hand on Peter's shoulder and shaking.
"Ow!" Peter shot up quickly whipping his shoulder out of his father's grasp.
"Are you alright?"
"Yep!" Peter stood up and headed to the bathroom.
"Peter. What happened to your arm? You were fine after school yesterday." Steve blocked the doorway arms folded across his chest.
"Uh..." Peter glanced around the room, "Evie and I were goofing off last night?"
"Mhm. Are you sure?"
"Yep!" Peter ducked through a gap in between the doorway and Steve's torso. "What's for breakfast?"
"Pancakes." Steve sighed leaving Peter and headed back to the kitchen. Where he saw Evie had quickly made a large stack of blueberry pancakes.
"What are you doing?" Evie asked as Steve took a small frying pan out of the cabinet.
"Making some eggs for Morgan." Steve said grabbing a pair of eggs from the carton.
"Pancakes arent good enough? Rude."
"Do you know what happened to Peter's shoulder?" Steve asked as he cracked his eggs into the hot pan.
"Uh? Yea he cut it last night while doing some upside down Peter stuff. I cleaned him up." Evie said quickly while making eye contact with a set of blueberries.
"Mhm."
"Why?"
"Just curious."
"Pancake me." Peter declared as he ran into the kitchen.
"You got arms. Get a plate dumbass" Evie scoffed.
"Language." Steve sighed as he slid Morgan's eggs onto a plate.
"Three?" Peter questioned as Evie deposited pancakes onto the outstretched plate.
"Yeah? Don't be gross, you can always get more." She rolled her eyes.
"Five seems safer." Peter said snagging two pancakes off of the pile and tossing them onto his plate. "Hot!"
"Moron."
"Morning Papa!" Morgan skipped into the kitchen receiving a kiss on her forehead. "Thanks for the eggies!"
"What are you all doing up so early?" Tony groaned as he staggered into the kitchen in search of caffeine.
"Its 7:30?" Evie said turning off the burner.
"You don't have to go to school today. Go back to bed." Tony said with a shake of his head and a longing sip of coffee.
"Why doesn't Evie have to go to school today Daddy?" Morgan said with a mouthful of eggs.
"Finish chewing before you talk." Steve said.
"She got in trouble and can't go back till Monday." Tony shrugged ripping off a piece of Morgan's egg and popping it in his mouth.
"Can I get in trouble and not go to school till Monday?"
"No." Steve said. "Evie broke a rule at school and as punishment she is not permitted back. She has to do all her schoolwork and homework here. It is not a day off."
"Papa!" Evie whined drowning her pancakes in syrup.
"Is that why you got spanked yesterday?"
"Morgan!" Evie yelled suddenly attempting to fly across the counter towards her sister.
"Girls!" Steve snapped utilizing what was (not so fondly) known as his captain voice.
"Morgan those conversations are private." Tony said stealing a piece of Peter's pancake, "you don't want us to talk all about it when you get in trouble."
"Dad." Peter groaned. "There's food a foot away. And it's not mine."
"And Evie," Tony said ignoring Peter's complaint, "start keeping your hands to yourself or I'll cut them off."
"Really?" Morgan's eyes grew wide.
"Not really." Steve smiled, he glanced at Evie "But we do need to keep our hands to ourselves."
"Dad!" Peter cried as Tony snagged another piece of pancake.
"Fine fine!" Tony laughed clapping Peter's shoulder and reaching for the plate of pancakes only to stop when Peter hissed in pain. "You ok bud?"
"Mhm" Peter murmured squeezing his eyes shut.
"Peter." Steve stood up and walked around to the boy, "what happened to your shoulder?"
"I told you!" Peter snapped. "Evie bumped into me."
"That is not what you said earlier." Steve said
"Evie would you take Morgan downstairs? It's time to go to school." Tony said with a glance at the clock, "Happy should be ready to go. Tell him one of us will take Peter."
"Sure Daddy." Evie said with a quick glance Peter's direction. Morgan grabbed her sequined backpack and the girls headed down the elevator.
"Peter?" Steve asked. "What happened."
"I'm gonna be late. Its nothing."
"Peter!" Tony snapped. "If its nothing then you can tell us what happened."
"I just ran into something is all." Peter shrugged. "Can I go now?"
"Ran into what?"
"I don't know, something!"
"Come here" Steve sighed looking in front of him.
"I'm gonna be late! Happy's gotta go."
"I just said I'd drive you." Tony scoffed and steered Peter towards Steve who snagged the boy by the waist.
"Arms up." Steve ordered. "I want to see the shoulder."
"We should really wear clothes in the kitchen." Peter mumbled. "Its a safety hazard."
"Stoves off. Arms up." Steve said with a chuckle.
"Pops!"
"Here we go." Steve shook his head as he manipulated Peter's arms out of the t-shirt and gently pulled it off tossing it to Tony.
"What the hell is that?" Tony said gesturing to the gauze wrapping Peter's shoulder.
"Its nothing, a little scrape." Peter flushed.
"Scrapes dont need that much bandage." Steve said carefully lifting Peter's arm.
"You said Evie patched you up?"
Peter nodded, wincing as Steve began to undo the gauze.
"Fri tell Evie to come in here when she gets upstairs." Tony said.
"Yes sir." Friday's voice rang into the room.
"Were you stabbed!" Steve admonished looking at the now cleared wound, save a few steri-strips.
"No."
"Well the hole in your arm says otherwise kid." Tony said raising his eyebrow. "Its too early for this shit."
"What's up?" Evie said entering the kitchen, then noticing the gauze on the table and her topless brother she paused and quickly said "Friday said he didn't need stitches."
"Did you just tattle on Friday?" Peter sniggered.
"Evie, what the hell is this?" Tony said gesturing to Peter's shoulder.
"Looks like Peter?"
"Evie."
"Well I'm not a doctor."
"Clearly you had no issue playing doctor when you patched him up!"
"Well I wasn't going to let him bleed out all over the floor." Evie said.
"Friday! You're supposed to alert someone if one of them gets hurt!"
"I did sir."
"Well who the fuck did you tell?"
"Tony calm down." Steve said sternly.
"Miss Morgan." Friday replied with what appeared to be remorse.
"Morgan knew!?"
"Tony!" Steve snapped. "You need to calm down."
"I am calm."
"Peter, Evie. What happened?" Steve said gently pushing Peter down into a seat.
"Um."
"Well..."
"Friday what happened?" Tony asked.
"No Dad!" Peter yelled.
"Peter returned home and-" Friday began.
"IsnuckoutandIgothurt!" Peter yelled, cutting off the A.I.
"What?"
"Uh... I snuck out. And I got hurt." Peter whispered, "I bumped into a pigeon spike."
"A pigeon spike?" Steve asked examining Peter's shoulder yet again.
"Like the things on the roof?" Tony raised an eyebrow.
"Mhm. I was jumping around and I stumbled."
"Why were you sneaking out?"
"Got antsy."
"Theres literally a pool and a gym and a high tech lab downstairs." Tony said with an eyeroll.
"It was late I didn't want to bug you. Besides.. you guys were... busy?"
"Sexually occupied?" Evie suggested.
"Oh my God." Steve murmured turning red.
"Yeah this home isnt soundproof... so you telling me to watch my language is a bit like the pot calling the kettle black?" Evie shrugged walking out of the kitchen. "Gross by the way. Keep it in your pants until I move out."
"Not a good reason to sneak out!" Tony chuckled, failing to remain stern.
"Interrupting felt.. I don't know rude? Gross?" Peter explained. "I'm really late. Can we finish this when I get home? Ms. Markle is not amused by my tardies."
"I'll take you to school." Steve said his face slowly returning to a normal shade. "Let me rewrap your arm."
"Conversations not done though Peter." Tony said resuming stern father mode. "You can't sneak out it's not safe. You're grounded."
"Consider this minor stab wound the only reason you don't have extra chores or something. A hole in your arm is punishment on its own." Steve finished recapping Peter's arm and handed him the shirt. "Get your bag so we can go"
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Wow this is long. I had so much fun with this chapter lol. i was thinking of having our favorite superdads find out about spiderman but it felt forced. If you have any suggestions for how that conversation should go feel free to shoot them my way, same with any fun antics for these babies.
Thanks! I can't wait to read your reviews!
