Spiderson and Iron dad one shots

Too Young

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Heyyyy! Soooo I'm back with another chapter bc I finally got enough flow with it to finish one of my many writing prompts I have saved.

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N e waysss! In this one-shot, May has moved for business  and Peter lives in the tower. Tony has legal guardianship but hasn't adopted Peter. Pepper is away on a business trip so Bruce is 2nd in charge

"Hey, what do you guys want for- peTER WHAT IN THE TOM FUCK ARE YOU DOING?!?"

Tony screeched as he ran the rest of the way into the kitchen. 

Clint and Sam were haphazardly slumped over the counters, Thor was fine and leaning against the fridge, Nat had perched herself drunkenly on top of the counter and Steve was laying on the floor giggling. Alcohol bottles were strewn everywhere, spilt liquor all over the floor.

"Oh, hi mister Stark!" Peter giggled, smiling at his mentor with bright eyes. The Spider-kid was hanging from the ceiling with a half empty bottle of vodka in hand. "These guys wanted to see how my metabolism handled alcohol and it kind of turned into a competition...I think I won."

Tony's eye twitched as he watched the 16 year old take another sip of vodka. "No...No. No your'e not- Peter, give me the bottle."  Peter paused. "Wha- Mister Stark, why? It not like I'm-" "Peter." "But it's fine, it's not affecting me!" "Pete-" "Mister Stark come on! I just wanna have some fun, It's not that big of a deal-"

"PETER BENJAMIN PARKER, GIVE ME THE DAMN BOTTLE!" Tony fumed. A sudden giggle from Nat interrupted Tony's rage. "Oh, come ooonnn Tones! Let the kid have sssome fu-fun! Besides, it's not like yoou-you're his fvuggin dad!" Tony tensed. He'd never admit it, but that did hurt a little. Then, just as Tony was about to retort, Steve piped up from the floor, "Yeah, Tony! Let him live!I mean,  It's..it's not like you never drank!"

Now that hurt. Tony's entire body locked up. All his anger and rage disappeared, replaced by a well practiced poker face. "Fine then." He walked out, shoving past a confused Bruce on the way.

Bruce continued into the kitchen to find the same mess Tony had. "What happened in here?! And what's with all the yelling?!" He exclaimed anxiously. "Stevie an' I told Tony that he was being hypocritical of not letting Petie pie drink since he's not Peter's dad and Tony drinks all the time.." Nat explained, slurring slightly. 

Bruce looked up at Peter, horrified. "Wait, is that true?" Peter nodded and took another sip of vodka. "Yea he got, like, super mad and then he left when mister Rogers brought up him drinking."

Bruce snapped his head to Steve. "What the hell, Steve?! Tony hasn't touched alcohol in 8 months! Have you not noticed that he stopped drinking?!!?!" Steve sat up slowly, seeming to sober up as he did.

"What? Tony stopped drinking?" Natasha picked up her head, becoming increasingly sober as well. "Yes!-"

"Dr. Banner, Mister stark is in Distress. Would you like a live feed?" Friday interrupted.  "Show me." Bruce said coldly. Peter climbed down from the ceiling to get a better view. What he saw mad him feel terrible.

His mentor was pacing in his lab, muttering to himself, repeating the words, 'Too young, he's too young to end up like me.' Then, Tony swayed, his body beginning to shake before his legs gave in as he collapsed to the floor. Slight sobs and 'no's were coming from the body as Tony was enveloped in a panic attack.Peter and Bruce both gasped, but before Bruce could even turn around, Peter was running full speed to Tony's lab.

As soon as Peter got there, he kneeled beside Tony 's body. "Mister Stark?! Are you okay?! What happened?!"

Tony was silent as tears fell from his blank and far away eyes. "Mister stark? Look, I'm sorry- I shouldn't have argued! You're right, I-I shouldn't drink, I'm so sorry!" As Peter rambled and apologized, Tony started to focus back in. 

"H-hey, it's oka-" Tony was hugged before he could finish. "I'M SORRY!" Peter yelped.

"Hey, It's...well, it's not okay. But, you're okay and I'm okay so it's gonna be okay." Tony spoke as he rubbed Peter's back. He pulled away and looked at the floor. 

"I just don't want you to end up like me. I started drinking when I was 18. At first it was just for fun, just to take the edge off. But it turned into a necessity and I was an alcoholic before I knew it. Drinking away my emotions and partying to feel the good ones again. I've struggled with trying to put the bottle down so many times. I've finally found the support and motivation to quit. I just don't want you to go through what I did, Underoos." 

Peter sniffled and nodded. "I understand. I'm sorry, Mister stark. I won't do it again." Tony smiled and ruffled Peter's hair. "Thanks, Bambino."

"Uhm...Tony? I hate to interrupt this but I'm sorry." Steve said as he came from around the corner, scratching the back of his neck. Tony stood and Peter scrambled to his feet. "It's alright, Rogers. You didn't know."

Steve looked at the floor guiltily. "Uhm, if it's okay...can I ask why you stopped?" The man asked as he looked at Tony. "Yeah, tones! What the fuck, ты глупая сука?!" Nat said as she stormed into the lab, still a bit drunk.

Tony chuckled and scratched his head. "Well, guys, it hasn't been discussed yet, but I stopped drinking so I could get certified to adopt. Uhm, so I could, with his consent, adopt.. Peter."

Everyone's jaw dropped. 

"Mister stark? You really want to adopt me?" Peter asked timidly as tears pricked his eyes.

Tony laughed. "Hell yeah, bambino. Everything's been filled out. Just need your approval."

"Well, I would love that, Tony."

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(Bonus)

"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU MEAN PETER DRANK!?!?" Pepper screamed. Tony stepped back a little as his wife's face grew more and more red. "Pep, please calm down-" "...calm down? CALM DOWN?! I LEAVE FOR ONE DAMN WEEK AND THIS HAPPENS?!! WHO'S IDEA WAS IT!?!" Pepper fumed, glaring at everyone in the living room. Everything was silent until everyone pointed at Sam and Clint. 

"Run?" Clint asked. "Run." Sam responded as they both jumped up from the couch and sprinted towards the elevator. 

"FRIDAY LOCK ALL EXITS IN THIS ROOM!"

*terrified screaming*

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....uhhhhhhh. Yeah. Mk. Bye lol

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