"JARVIS? How does it look?"

"We're at 87%, now, and I should be finished by this evening."

"So soon? Nice."

"I'm not just another pretty face, sir."

Stark smiled.

"And the nano tech suit? How are we doing on that one?"

So what if he was just finishing one suit that was promising to be amazing? He was always working on – and planning out – bigger and better.

"That tech is a bit more complicated."

"Give me a number. Just so I can feel like we're getting somewhere."

"Probably closer to 28%."

"Well, that isn't horrible," Tony conceded. "It's brand new tech, after all."

He was in a good mood, otherwise he might be complaining a little more. How could he not be, really? The weekend had been perfect. He and Peter had spent Sunday at Pepper's. Tony had helped her box up the essentials that she really needed at his (their) place, while Peter had spent a lot of time staying out of their way and playing with Legos at the coffee table. He'd brought only a few with him, since Tony had pointed out that the idea was to make less mess, not bring in more things, but he had all the Avengers figurines, and Batman, and the Batman that he'd given Pepper the time that he'd stayed with her.

By the time they had everything boxed up that she wanted to take, and loaded into her car and Tony's, they'd made a bit of a dent in the items in the apartment. Much of it had been makeup, hair products and clothes, but that was fine. He wanted her to be comfortable at the house, and he'd have moved all of his things but his comb out of his bathroom if that was what it took.

Luckily, that wasn't what it'd taken.

His closet was so big that adding her clothes to one side didn't pose a problem, and his bathroom could handle her toiletries. Peter had helped carry boxes to and from the cars willingly, also ready to help and prove to her that he was happy with the change in their status quo. They didn't help her unpack, though. The two guys made dinner while Pepper arranged things to her liking, and then they'd played giant JENGA and board games until it was time for Peter to go to bed.

He'd negotiated a long bedtime story from Tony and had been cuddled between the two of them as it had been read. Then, he'd been kissed by both of them when they told him goodnight. Tony and Pepper had gone into the bedroom and she'd spent some time finishing unpacking her things -now with him to help, so she wouldn't have her things in his way – despite his assurance that he didn't mind her putting her things everywhere.

Then he'd taken her to bed, but had ended up falling asleep cuddling with her, worn out by the long weekend, and needing the sleep to charge up for the new one to come.

"How long until Peter's out of school?" Stark asked his AI, putting a diagnostic tool to one of the panels of the new suit.

"An hour."

It was Monday, so he'd be picking his son up to take him to his appointment.

"Remind me in fifteen minutes."

It wasn't unheard of for Tony to get distracted, after all.

"There's something I want to bring up with you," JARVIS told him.

Stark frowned.

That was new.

"Yeah?"

"I concluded my investigation of Peter's DNA tests."

Tony put the tool on his worktable.

"I wasn't aware that you were doing one."

"I was curious. And I knew you would eventually be, as well."

That was definitely true, and Tony couldn't deny it.

"What did you learn?"

A display next to the table came on, and on it was an image of a spider.

"I am 99.87% certain that he was bitten by a spider," the AI told him. "A wolf spider, to be precise."

"A wolf spider, huh?"

"That is what he is matching up with."

"What does that mean for us? And for him? Any idea?"

"The wolf spider doesn't spin a web," JARVIS said. "Chances are that will not be a concern for Peter. They are quick, and they hunt their prey, rather than ambush."

"They climb walls and are pretty strong, presumably."

"Correct. It doesn't really help us to know what effects the assimilation will truly have on him, but it does give some closure."

'Yeah." Tony sighed, and looked at the spider on the display. "What's the lifespan of one of these things? Is that going to matter? Is he in danger?"

He felt a sudden pang of concern that actually made his stomach clench. What if there was a problem? What if Peter was destined to be short-lived? What if he lost him before he ever truly had a chance to-"

"Calm yourself, sir," JARVIS said, easily catching the rise in Tony's heartrate and blood pressure. "Peter is fine. I checked his cellular structure and proteins for any indication of potential decay or fragility and found none. On the contrary, he has remarkable regenerative properties."

"Meaning he heals quickly…?"

"Indeed."

They'd already seen that, really, hadn't they?

"Well, that's a plus."

"He may also be harder to seriously injure."

"Oh?"

"Spiders are sturdy creatures – the wolf spider is an exceptional example of that. We know he can be injured, of course, but serious injuries might be limited for him – broken bones, for example."

"Not something we're going to test."

"It would not be advisable."

"No." Tony smiled. "Pepper wouldn't be the only one standing in line to kill us if we tried that."

"I'm a voice in the wall," JARVIS reminded him. "I'm safe. You would be in danger, however, should she find out."

The billionaire snorted.

"Anything else I need to know?"

He was taking him to Dr. Wayne, after all, and the psychologist would ask about sleeping patterns and bad/weird dreams.

JARVIS understood the question, immediately, of course.

"He's been waking more frequently in the night. No nightmares – he calls the dreams weird – and they don't end with him afraid."

"I noticed that he hasn't come to sleep with me in a while."

"Your bed is occupied," the AI reminded him.

Oh.

Tony frowned at that. He didn't know what age a kid should stop seeking mom or dad's bed because of bad dreams, but Stark hoped that Peter wasn't at that age, yet. It was probably because he was still so new at the dad thing, but Tony had to admit that he was comforted, too, when the little boy would come cuddle with him. That was definitely something he could bring up with Dr. Wayne – and then with Pepper, of course.

"Thanks, JARVIS."

"You're welcome, sir."

He walked over and checked the other manufacturing pod.

"Will this be done by this weekend?"

"Barring any complications, it'll be done Thursday."

"Then he can try it out when I take my new one there for initial testing, on Saturday."

"Are you going to tell him?"

"I told him I was going to build him a suit," Tony replied, smiling. "Is it my fault if he forgot, or didn't remember to ask me about it?"

"No."

"Good. Don't tell him, then," Stark replied. "It'll be fun to surprise him."

"Very good, sir."

Tony looked at his watch.

"I'm going to head out. Let Pepper know, will you?"

He didn't wait for that acknowledgement. Instead, he left, whistling cheerfully at the very notion that he was leaving his workroom to go get his son from school.

How domestic could you be, really?