Marvel One-shots

Spiderman's banned from the kitchen

Natasha's P.O.V. 

There are still issues, but the kid seems to be the peacemaker. Although he won't reveal his identity, we have all gotten to know him personally.

I think he has a college degree. Clint thinks he is a high school student. How can a high school kid be Spiderman? I'll get $50 soon...well, the more I talk to him, the more he sounds like a kid...

Anyhow, each night a different avenger makes dinner.

Hey Nat! Clint said it was your night to cook!" Tony announces dramatically as if his life resembled a play

As I sip my coffee, I reply, "I cooked last night. It's Clint's night.""Do you really want Clint to cook?" Steve says as he walks into the room rolling his eyes.

"Spangles, why can't you cook?" Tony says.

"Steve cooked the past three nights before me, and isn't tonight your night? Tony?" I smile innocently. 

"I have a great idea! Spiderman will soon arrive! Let's make him cook!" Tony changes the subject.

"Great idea," I murmur, my voice laced with sarcasm.

  *** 

Peters P.O.V

I am swinging to the Avengers tower! I can't wait to tell Mr. Stark about my new idea for his blasters! Sorry, I got sidetracked. Focus on swinging! Hey, don't judge me. I've accidentally hit buildings so many times! Curse Parker Luck!

***

I crawled through the window that Mr Stark made me awhile ago. Thanks Mr Stark.

Now it's 6:00. Right on time, I know I surprised myself to. As soon as I look inside all the focus turned on me, I shuffled my feet. 

"Hey Spider-man, can you cook, I'm kind of busy tonight." Mr Stark says as Nat puts air cotation (A/N Spelling?)  marks up. I'm banned from Anut Mays kitchen when I burnt homemade lemon slices. She said its not even supposed to go in the OVEN! LIKE WHO KNEW?

"Ahhh. I- ... w-well? M-Me cooking? Are you sure Mr. Stark?" I stuttered. Stupid stutter.

"Well, not when you say it like that!" Mr Stark replies!

"Every time you come over you sound younger and younger," Nat tells me looking straight into my eyes, as if she could see my soul. looking away I waddle over to the kitchen, as everyone goes back to what they where doing.

"I'm going to go on a run. Sam?' Steve said.

"I'm going to beat you this time. I'm sure"

"Hey I'll tag along too," Bucky says. 

"f**k" I hear sam wisper as he gets up "I can't lose for the 98th time.

The three walk out of the room.  

Lets look at what I can make... butter ... pork? YOGURT!

Running off to god knows where Clint yells. "Haha! I'm going to tape s\Sam coming back dead!" Chuckles chours the room as I continue to look through the enormous kitchen. Oh god. What else do we have? Garlic and cheese ohhhh?

***

Tony's P.O.V

"Boss, there appers to be a fire in the kitchen."

Sliding into the elevater like superhero, I come down to the kitchen floor with a dead Sam, Bucky and Steve follow me where we see absolute chaso. Clint was recording peter despratly trying to put out a fire as Natahsa calmy read her book ingnoring everything around her, Scot ran to get the fire extinguisher.

"Your problem now, I'm going to get takeout for dinner" Wanda wispers to me as her and Vison leave.

"HI! MR STARK! UHM, EVERYTHINGS UNDER CONTROL!?" Peter yells over the chaos.

"WHAT THE HECK?" I yelled grabbing the fire extinguisher from scott. After putting out the fires i look at the burnt mixture. I couldn't tell what it was.

"What is that supposed to be Queens? Steve asked.

"Mac and cheese" Peter replies innocently. Gesturing towards the thing.

"You even cooked before kid?" Sam says looking at the smoldering 'mac and cheese'.

"Wanda and Vision are getting takeout"

"oh thank god"

EDITED 7/1/22

-Theallnightreader