Clint:

Clint pulled out a pen, and notepad and titled it You Know You're A Parent When:

''What are you writing?'' Natasha asked not very quietly. ''You know you're a parent when.'' She read aloud. Everyone else crowded around the armchair to get a good look at this list. ''Is this for you or Tony?''

''Tony of course. ''

''Are you going to show it to him?'' Asked Steve.

''Yeah right.'' Clint laughed, as he jotted down You can't wait to show off your kid's school pictures. That was definitely one of the first things he'd experienced with his kids. He remembered how excited he was, he made sure to put them all on the fridge right away.

Natasha sat on the arm of the chair, with one hand on Clint's shoulder as she read. ''You should also include taking photos and videos of your kid all the time.'' Clint turned his head to look up at Nat curiously. She simply shrugged and said, ''I am a trained spy, you think I don't know how to get into your phone? There are tons of photos and videos of Lila, Cooper and Nathan.''

''Who, who and who?'' Asked Rhodey.

''My kids.'' Clint answered, not even the slightest bit shocked at Nat going through his phone.

''Giving the talk.''

All heads turned towards the front of the room, where Bucky had just appeared.

''When did he get there?''

''Just now. Giving the talk. It's gotta be the worst part of parenting, right? Put it down.'' He said quietly, pointed towards the list in Clint's hands.

''No way man! That's the best part!'' Rhodey claimed. ''The worst part is would be, like, helping them with homework. Who would want to do that?''

Clint wrote down both of their ideas, and soon the others were chiming in.

''You know I think the hardest part of parenting is, when you have two sons, but only one is worthy, and you have to give the throne to the worthy one of course, but then the not worthy son, tries to kill the worthy son, multiple times, and then fakes his own death, while pretending to be you.'' Thor rambles.

''I'm not writing that down.''

''Eh suit yourself.'' Thor replied.

After about fifteen minutes they had a complete list.

You Know You're A Parent When:

You tell your kid you love them without even thinking about it

2. You can't wait to show off your kid's school pictures

3. You take photos and videos of your kid all the time

4. You put these photos up on your desk for display

5. You can recite all the lines of their favorite movies

6. You're nervous about their first date

7. You have to give The Talk

8. You've started buying magnets to display your kids school papers on the fridge

9. You stay up late helping your kid with a forgotten homework project

10. You're actually nervous about how the project went

11. You're yelling at the referee at their sports

12. You find yourself trying to learn what their texting acronyms mean

13. Your kid tell you they hate you at least once

14. You immediately know how to cheer your kid up when they've had a bad day

15. The fridge and pantry are stocked with your kid's favorite foods

They all sat back and admired their work.

''I'm willing to bet twenty bucks that Tony will have number five down by Monday.'' Clint smirked.

''Oh yeah? Fifty for the end of Sunday.'' Nat bargained.

''Deal!'' They both shook hands, grinning like mad. This was going to be great.

''Oh, so this is a game now huh? Alright, Cap, you and me, how much you want to bet on the last one.'' Rhodey quizzed.

Steve looked like he was about to decline but instead he threw up his hands, ''Oh what the heck. I'm going five for by the end of tomorrow.''

''Five? Man, you really are old, ten for Tuesday afternoon. Peter's sick now so he probably won't be eating a whole lot.'' They too shook hands, then looked up at Thor and Bucky.

''What is a bet? How exactly does it work?''

''Well it depends on how you do it. The way we're doing it, two people say when they think Tony will do one of the things off the list, and then how much money they'll give. Whoever wins, gets the money.''

''That doesn't sound right.''

''That's how it's we're going to do it. None of us are gamblers.''

'' I don't have any money.'' Thor admitted.

''Then you'll have to bet with something else. You could bring something back from Asgard.''

''Like gems?''

''What about your hammer? I think that sounds fair.''

'' Ah, pick her up first, then we'll talk.''

''We get it, we get it none of us are worthy. Except for Cap.''

Steve blushed. ''I'm sure I'm not the only one. I bet Peter could lift it.''

''Her. Mjolnir is female.''

''The hammer has a name?''

''Duh.''

They sat in silence for a few minutes before bursting into laughter. Moments like these were rare after the whole Civil War thing. While everyone had long since forgiven each other, things were still different. If only Tony could see them now. He had to find a way to get the whole team together for something. Bruce, Tony and even Peter, though he technically wasn't on the team, he was still like family.

''We should do this more. Hangout. It's nice.'' Natasha said.

I swear that woman is a mind reader. An idea suddenly strikes him. ''What if we start a prank war.''

''Why would we start a prank war?'' Steve questioned confused.

''Just a couple of lighthearted pranks. Gives us something to laugh about. Plus, Peter and Tony could do it too. We could split into teams and switch out after a while. It would be a great way to get to know Peter better too. And it's a bonding experience.''

''I don't know if I like the idea of putting the team against each other.'' Steve voiced.

''You mean like with the bet? Come on Steve it's just a game.'' Thor begged. He then squinted and looked at the clock on the wall. ''It appears it is time for me to head back to Asgard. Loki awaits, and I have to say he is not the most patient.'' Thor explained.

''Number seven, by the end of the summer. You win, I buy you all the pop tarts you want. I win you take me to Asgard for a weekend.''

Thor looked back at the winter solider curiously, before shaking his hand, and smiling kindly at him. ''It's a deal. But either way is a win for me.'' And with that, he was off.

''When Thor gets back, we're starting that prank war, with or without you Steve.'' Natasha added.

Steve made a face but didn't object.

''Tony would be so proud.'' Clint joked, turning back to the list.

''Why can't we show him?'' Asked Nat.

''He would kill us if he found out we were betting on him and Peter.'' Clint answered.

''Well he doesn't have to know about that part!''

''Bucky's right.''

''I don't know how I feel about doing this behind his back.'' Steve admitted. Bucky elbowed him in the side.

''Come on dude, have some fun!''

Clint stared at him for a minute. This was the most he had talked in a long time, to anyone but Steve.

''Alright, nobody here can tell Peter or Tony about this got it?''

''Swear on your life Steve. We're the avengers we know how to hide a body.'' Natasha insisted.

Steve put a hand over his heart and said with a serious face. ''I swear to you Natasha Romanoff I will not tell Tony Stark.''

''Great. Now let's make him a copy of the list. Then one for all of us.'' Clint instructed handing out pens to everyone and ripping out sheets of paper.

Peter:

Peter Parker sat his bed, the covers shoved away to the end, and his feet dangling off the side. He was way too hot for a blanket.

''Okay, Peter, Bruce said you're just very sleep deprived. All you have to do is get some rest, and you'll be back to normal in a few days.''

Normal. That sounded nice. Unlikely, but nice. It had been so long since he felt normal, he could barely remember what it was like.

''So, I need you, to get those little legs up under the covers, and go to sleep.''

''Hey, my legs aren't that little.'' Ok so maybe he wasn't the tallest, but Tony didn't have to say that did he?

Without warning, Tony grabbed Peter's legs and pulled them over and onto the bed. He then proceeded to push Peter back until he was laying down.

''Sheesh way to manhandle me.''

''Mhmm, I'm turning the lights off.'' Tony flicked off the lights and turned to leave the room.

''Wait, can you stay?'' He might not be able to fight sleep, but he would at least feel safer if Tony was there.

''Fine, but you have to go to sleep.''

''Wait. You planned that didn't you?''

''Maybe.'' Tony replied, sitting down next to Peter. ''You still want me to stay?''

''Yeah. It helps.'' Tony waited for him to continue. ''With the nightmares. It's just reassuring to know that someone's there. That I'm not alone.''

''You are never alone Peter. If it really does help, I'll stay here as long as you want.''

''Hmm. Goodnight D- Tony.'' Woah that was close. He couldn't believe it. He had almost called Tony dad. Tony had always been a sort of father figure to Peter, but he had never actually said it! Maybe Tony didn't notice?

''Yeah, goodnight S-Peter.'' He gave Peter a wink, before pulling him closer.

Reviews are the best motivation! Also looking for prompts for a Peter Parker sickfic series :)