Avengers Oneshots

Bad Day

Hey! I hope that you all had a brilliant Christmas and that you will have a great New Year's. Sorry I haven't updated in a while, I'll try to get more regular with updates. I can't make any promises though

Peter walked into the elevator, exhausted and just done with the world. There had been a crap ton of things that had happened and he was just done with it all. He was snapped back to reality by the ding of the elevator, signalling his arrival to the Avengers level.

He sighed and groggily walked out, throwing his bag down on his way with the floor making a slight cracking sound under the weight of the bag. Peter then made his way over the the kitchen countertop, sitting on one of the stools and putting his arms on the bench and his head on top of them.

The Avengers, who had all watched this unfold, looked at each other while mentally debating on who should go and consult the boy who was quite visibly upset about something. Clint rolled his eyes and walked towards Peter and everyone watched intensely as he patted his shoulder as he walked past, earning no response from the teenager. Clint lent on the countertop and turned his head to look at Peter.

"Bad day, huh Pete," he asked. Peter lifted his head to face Clint and sat up, grabbing an onion from the open bag on the countertop and biting into it all the while remaining emotionless. "That bad, huh," Clint chuckled slightly when he said it.

"What, you want a list or something? Cause I can guarantee you that the list will be an essay and in chronological order."

"So, uh, how- how bad was your day, Peter," Tony asked the teenager who sighed and walked over to his homework desk in the corner of the room before responding.

"Honestly, the only good thing about today is that my chair can spin," Peter replied while spinning on the chair, throwing his onion in a random direction at the same time, which Natasha caught and put in the bin. Peter stopped spinning, leaning his head back slightly and blinked quickly. "Actually," he started while trying to stand. "That was not a good idea. Still fun though."

He then walked off to the couch and turned the TV on, playing the start of Star Wars. "I'm having a movie marathon and you are all more than welcome to join me if one of you bring popcorn," he called out to the others, all of them joining while Tony made popcorn.