Chapter 2
Peter never sang anymore. That was something that Aunt May noticed in the beginning. She remembers that he used to love singing. He could never stop and she remembers him laughing. He rarely laughs as well. Neither of them has felt much like laughing.
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Even at the age of eight, Aunt May noticed that Peter took after his father. He loved science, and although he wasn't allowed use anything serious in the school, like chemicals, the teacher was kind enough to let him stay inside at lunch time. May suspected there was more to it, but she trusted Peter to tell her if he was being bullied. Not that he said much anymore.
Peter had lived with May for over a year and he hadn't spoken nearly as much as any other child would. She brought him to the clinic where she worked. Dr. Connors had told her that he was showing no signs of damage and would talk when he was ready. She hoped that was soon.
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May was shaking. Aliens were everywhere and she had to protect Peter. The Avengers were doing all they could to stop the aliens – she thinks she heard someone call them Chitauri – and help people to safety. Just as she was running to safety, she felt Peter's hand get torn away from her's. He was sprawled out on the ground, clutching his Bucky bear. He had become attached to it recently and loved it to pieces.
May rushed back to help him up just as a car was flung across the road and cut her off. Smoke filled her lungs and she couldn't see more than a foot in front of her. A bright gold and red blur flooded her vision. It landed beside her and she felt a hand press against her's. She saw Peter beside her. She hugged him so tight that she thought he would snap in two. Peter pulled away and looked at who May now realised was Tony Stark.
"Thank you," Peter whispered. His voice was scratchy with misuse. May's eyes were watering and she felt so happy that he had talked.
"No problem, kid."
"Mr. Stark!" Tony glanced back at May. "Thank you."
Tony nodded and flew off to fight more aliens and May pulled Peter into the building where the other civilians were hiding.
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The Avengers were exhausted. They stumbled into a floor in Tony's tower. Steve immediately collapsed onto a couch that looked too fancy to be furniture. Clint flopped onto the floor, too tired to make it to the couch. Natasha, although exhausted, made her way to a chair and draped her legs over the side. Tony was focused on JARVIS and was asking him about the battle.
It was later that night when they were all sharing stories about themselves that Tony told the group about the boy that he saved. Steve felt a pang when Tony told them about the Bucky bear but kept listening.
"JARVIS, look up everything you can find on the kid."
Tony wanted to know more about this Peter Parker.
Thanks to Sop12345d for helping me with this fic
