《Marvel One-Shots》•Back in Time•
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Tony turned up the AC/DC music that was currently blasting in his lab. Bruce winced in the corner but said nothing knowing that Tony would give him a death stare and continue to turn it up. The two were playing around with old inventions and tinkering with a few new ones. They were both unsure of what the heck they were making but they just wanted some science bro time.
"Hey Tony? It's getting late. Maybe we should pack up and go."
Tony looked up with a grin on his face, "You can go to bed Bruce. I'm good down here."
"Tony? It's 4am."
"So what?"
Bruce sighed and walked upstairs. Music still pounded the tower as he fell asleep.
———-time skip to the next morninggg————
When Bruce came into the lab the next morning, Tony was still tinkering. Stark gave a slight wave and continued to work. Bruce was going to start making some sort of metal contraption when he remembered last nights conversation.
~flashback~
"Tony needs to sleep more. But he won't listen."
"Your smart. Can't you make a sleeping potion thingy and put it in the coffee machine? I'll tell the others not to drink it."
"That's Steve. That actually might work."
~end of flashback~
As the day ended, Bruce stared at the man who was still building. They had talked for a while and come up with new ideas but Start still never went to sleep. Bruce knew that Tony would go get another round of coffee around 6am so he planned to put his brew into the machine beforehand.
He told Tony he was going to head to bed early and smirked when Stark didn't suspect anything. He went to the kitchen and placed the new sleeping brew he made earlier that day into the coffee maker and then went to bed.
As he fell asleep he thought of a quick little thought, 'wait. I didn't test the brew. Crap.' Bruce got up to go change the brew but stopped short in the hallway when he heard footsteps heading towards kitchen.
He just hoped he wasn't going to accidentally kill IronMan.
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Tony (POV)
Tony sighed as he finished his iron gauntlet. He was tweaking it after it started sparking when he was testing a new beam. He looked at his watch 5:45am. He then looked at his almost empty coffee mug. 'Well, looks like I gotta get more coffee.'
Tony walked down the halls of the tower careful not to awaken the other Avengers. He made it to the kitchen only to see a really weird scene.
Peter, or should I say Spider-Man was sitting in the kitchen with a cup of coffee in his hands. The kid wasn't wearing his mask but the suit was a bit torn up. Peter looked up as his eyes lightened up at the sight of his mentor. "Hey Mr.Stark! Sorry to bother you and I know it's early but I was out on patrol and I kinda got caught up in some normal bad guy stuff and my suit is a bit roughened up and can you fix it please? Oh also sorry for taking your coffee but I have school tomorrow, -I mean today and I'm super tired."
"Okay first of all, you're rambling. Secondly, call me Tony. Like I've told you. And yeah I'll fix it. Go up to your room and change. But what have I told you about drinking coffee. Last time your Aunt had to pick you up becauseNed was freaking out as you climbed the walls of the bathroom. Your lucky no one saw."
"Too late. I already drank it all."
Peter smirked as he stumbled down the hall towards his room.
'Damn kid. If I get a call about him going spider crazy I'm not dealing with it.'
Tony went to grab his coffee but frowned when he opened the machine. His usual brew was not sitting in the holder but a different one. 'what the hell did my kid- I mean Peter just consume'
The next thing he knew, FRIDAY was telling him that Peter needed some assistance.
Stark never ran so fast in his life.
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This. This is not what he expected to see.
Peter. Peter was crawling on the walls of his room but it wasn't the teenager he usually saw. No, it was a toddler. Tony stared in awe the little naked child got up onto the ceiling with his suit on the floor then promptly let go of the ceiling. Tony screeched in fright and hopped onto the bed and caught the child. "Holy shit Peter. Don't do that."
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He went over to his and Peppers room and knocked.
"What is it Tony? Oh. Ohhhhh. Where the hell did you get him."
"Well, this him is Peter and I don't really know."
Pepper nodded and ran off. She came back a few minutes later with a few baby clothes, one being an iron man onesie. "Why do you have these?" He asked.
"Oh. I ordered some t-shirts a while ago but I got that in the mail. A few other things too. I think they messed up my order." She explained. She grabbed the fussy baby out of Tony's arms and went back into the room.
She came back out with a sleepy baby in her arms wearing the little iron onesie. Tony has never seen anything so cute. Peter had droopy doe brown eyes and his brown hair had slight curls to it. He was currently chewing on Pepper's finger and was babbling.
"So. I guess I'm calling him in sick today."
Pepper went to the kitchen and told FRIDAY to order the things needed for a child Peter's age. They were to be delivered within the hour. She sat Peter on the floor as she made some toast.
"Pepper?"
She turned around to see a sleepy Wanda staring with wide eyes at the child who was currently gnawing on his toes. She picked up the child and rested him on her hip. "Yeah?"
"Why, why are you holding a child? Did you and Stark adopt a kid? Or is he yours?"
Pepper laughed. "No this is Peter."
Wanda cooed at the toddler. "Awww my favorite little hero is so cute." She poked at his cheeks. "Mind if I play with him for a while?"
Wanda looked so excited when Pepper nodded.
In the next hour every Avenger had gotten quite the surprise seeing Peter, as a baby. They all agreed he was adorable and quickly fell for the baby.
Steve had held the baby for a while when Bucky played Peek-A-Boo with Peter. Natasha had claimed Peter and told everyone that once they are all done with him she's keeping him. Stark had to tell her no. He got slapped. Clint and Sam kept teasing the baby which got them slapped my every single female in the room. Bruce apologized profusely as he explained to Tony what he was trying to do. Tony forgave him but was mad that he could've hurt Peter. Thor was taken out of the room for being too loud and Vision just stared at Peter. Just stared.
Stark walked into the room seeing his teammates all in a half circle with Peter in the middle against the wall, "Come here Peter!"
"I'm your favorite!"
"Come to Wanda baby!"
Each avenger was speaking words of encouragement to the baby as he stared at them all. When he saw Tony though, he laughed in joy and then climbed up the wall.
"Holy shit"
Cap stared at Sam with a glare but started to freak out as Peter climbed onto the ceiling. "Peter. That's not safe come here."
Peter walked on the ceiling over to where Tony was and once again let go and giggled when Tony caught him. "There's the silly spider."
"Wuv u daddy"
Then Tony stopped working.
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Peter was picked up by his aunt later that day and she really seemed to enjoy having Peter as a baby.
A few days later, Peter came back to the tower as a teenager and blushed as all the Avengers told him how cute he was. He went down to Tony's lab and saw the man tweaking another suit. "Hey Mr. Stark! Sorry for everything that happened earlier."
"Yeah it's okay kid."
"I-I..i heard what I said to you."
Tony stopped working but didn't look at Peter, "it's okay. You probably didn't mean it. I mean you were a baby."
Tony jerked forward in surprise when he felt two arms wrap around his torso. "I meant it. I really did."
Tony hugged the kid back. 'my kid'
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