Marvel Oneshots

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"Hello Peter" F.R.I.D.A.Y greeted, as Peter made his way into the tower for his internship. "The Boss is on level 88, as are the rest of the Avengers. Would you like me to alert them to your arrival?" 

"No thanks, Fri. I'll meet them there." Peter replied, stepping into the elevator and smiling at F.R.I.D.A.Y's usual greeting. He was looking forward to this weekend, as he'd spend it overnight at the tower. Sure to be filled with coffee, science and Star Wars marathons, this weekend was going to be a good one. But as the elevator moved closer to level 88, his enhanced hearing began to pick up strange sounds. "-get you, Nat!" The lift pinged and the doors opened to absolute pandemonium. All the Avengers were running around dressed in either red or blue, and were those... nerf bullets? "Ummm...." Although Peter had seen unusual things before, this wasn't quite a sight he was accustomed to and he just couldn't seem to find the words to speak properly. 

"Ah, hi Pete. You're finally here. Put this on" announced Tony, as he threw him a blue hoodie. "You'll be on my team, which I'm obviously carrying but we've got Sam, Clint and Thor.  Vision isn't playing, and the other team is Nat, Steve, Bucky, Bruce and Rhodey. Shoot the other team, don't get hit, because F.R.I.D.A.Y's keeping track of the score. Got it?" Peter felt a grin creep over his face as he grabbed 2 nerf guns from a rack near the elevator doors and immediately leapt up the walls as fast as he could. His Spidey Sense was definitely coming in handy as he moved like a spider near constantly avoiding foam bullets. Occasionally, he took careful aim at a red-clothed Avenger and shot, once at Nat, 4 times at Bucky and 13  times at Rhodey, not missing a single one. When he ran out of ammo, he dropped down on a web and stole someone's gun, shot them in the head and got back up to the ceiling. All too soon F.R.I.D.A.Y announced the game was over and announced the score. "38-23, Blue team wins." 

"HA! I told you we'd win, Capsicle. Pete, what movie do ya think we should pick to watch tonight?" Tony boasted, true to form. "Umm... Tangled, obviously. Only one movie, Mr Stark?" Peter questioned. "Hmm... maybe two, if you can stay awake. Moana after tangled?" Tony replied with a smile, as he put an arm around Peter's shoulders and began walking towards the elevator. "Hot chocolate?" he offered, knowing Peter's tradition of drinking hot chocolates while watching movies. "Yes please!" Peter accepted as F.R.I.D.A.Y began to move the elevator up to the penthouse unbidden. By the time they'd gotten to the kitchen, Dum-E had successfully managed to make 10 hot chocolates under F.R.I.D.A.Y's instruction and the team gratefully took one each before they sat down in front of the TV. 

Halfway through Moana, and half asleep, Peter looked up from where his head had fallen onto Tony's shoulder and smiled, content in the knowledge he was with his family. "Thanks for everything, Dad" just as he fell asleep.

Tony, already fast asleep, didn't notice, but F.R.I.D.A.Y did, and saved the recording to a file that neither Tony nor Peter knew of; 'Irondad and Spiderson'.