how to be a Gen Z, by Peter Parker

How to get help-get drunk

Warnings: Peter talks about his trauma, so basically anything in the warehouse scene in the homecoming movie, also someone being drunk.

Ships: ironstrange, Spideyfrost

I don't own shit.

"Be back by 11 Peter, or I swear to god you will be banned from the lab for a week." Tony threatened with a finger as the rest of the Avengers and Loki (the traitor) laughed at Peter. Peter mumbled a yes, excitedly rocking back and forth on his shoes.

With no further comments to be thrown, Peter hurried down the elevator after waving goodbye to his family and boyfriend. Peter fumbled his jacket as he waited for the elevator to reach the bottom floor. Honestly, Peter couldn't wait, this was his proper first party that he had no worries about. He had no one to impress, no spidermanning to do and he knew he had a loving family to fall back on if it all went a bit pear shaped.

With a ding the elevator opened and Peter ran out.

--Time skip--

Peter drunkenly stumbled back into the elevator, a quick glance at his watch and he deduced it was ...he couldn't read it, that was a bad sign. Peter came to the conclusion that it was a time of some sort, but he was pretty sure it was past midnight. Honestly, his whole mind was like mush, but he was this weird sort of happiness so he wasn't going to bother to question it.

"Mini boss, it seems you are highly intoxicated" Friday's voice rang in the empty elevator.

"Pffft- I am not drunk." Peter heavily slurred.

" Protocol Mini boss being a rebellious shit activated, new destination penthouse."

"What? No you do not need to do that. I am fine, see!" To prove his point Peter spun around, he tripped and banged his head on the metal door, causing him to fall to the ground. Peter giggled.

"See a perfect spin!" Peter started to clap, proud of himself. FRIDAY sighed.

The elevator door opened to reveal some very tired (and some amused, plus a nearly hysterical Loki) Avengers. Their eyes widened a bit at Peter, who was situated on the floor while trying to stand up.

"Holy shit, he's drunk!" Clint happily whispered.

"Peter Benjamin fucking Parker, you better have a good explanation on why you are arriving at 4 in the fucking morning." Stephen Strange ordered, while his husband, Tony, nodded, too angry to say anything.

"Well you see" Peter started, with a hiccup, stumbling out of the elevator. Loki immediately ran to the other and supported Peter's weight.

"Spy- D made me do it" Peter quickly rushed, pointing to a spider in the corner of the room. Everyone's eyebrows rose, Holy Shit, he might be able to talk to spiders.

"You know Loooooki *Hiccup* you are way to good looking and adorable *Hiccup*" Loki smiled at his drunk lover, normally Peter was too shy to say stuff like this in front of his family.

"You know, you guys were not this worried when the building went 'boom' on me." Peter said with a hurt frown.

"What building Peter?" Tony asked in a shrill voice. Stephen being the intellectual person he was decided everyone should sit down while they ask Peter to spill his deepest secrets. Was it an invasion of privacy? Yes, yes it was. Did they particularly care? No, no they didn't.

"Okay Peter, start from the beginning." Stephen asked once everyone sat down, Peter opting to be in Loki's lap.

"Once upon a time someone with the name of my mum gave birth-"