Maidens and Lizards

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Since Pietro was starting school, Peter slept over Sunday so they could go to school together. All the Avenger's were on their best behaviour, half trying to make it up to Pete for planning a fake field trip and half happy to have the kid over for another sleepover.

Now it was Monday morning, the DadSquad making breakfast, and the Supersoldiers babysitting the DadSquad while they actually make breakfast. Peter already at the counter in Midtown shorts and an SI shirt when Pietro walks in. "Is this good? What do you think?", he points at his clothes.

A yellow and blue varsity jacket, white short sleeve shirt, skinny jeans. "I mean- you look like Archie from Riverdale but yeah looks good. Midtown colours too". Pietro blushes at the comparison, having secretly binged Riverdale, a now regrettable decision. Peter grabs his hand, "Wanna talk about it?".

The adults all stayed quiet, Steve busy with his own 2 children and non compliant boyfriend, said children secretly eavesdropping.

"I don't know if I can handle it", Pietro sighs, sitting next to Pete. If he stands he'll start speeding around, it's good to have the chair and his boyfriend to keep him grounded. "I haven't been to school since I was 11 and it burnt down, and you are super smart, so how will I keep up? I only spent time protesting, being gaslit by Hydra, up here or in a coma. You were my first friend my age, how can I handle teen drama?" Pietro's anxiety spikes a little, in a good way as at least he's getting it out. "And me? I'm not normal! I was a Sokovian terrorist! Ultron's Lackey! An Avenger! I got super speed, how is that gonna work?"

Squeezing Pietro's hand, he gets him to relax and focus back on him. "You watched riverdale, should know superpowers at a high school aren't that bad", Peter's also silently thankful he's finally able to use his experiences to help someone. Pietro chuckles, his anxiety forgotten for a second.

"And it's gonna work because you kept up with our revision last Thursday, because you'll have me and our friends to help you, and because you're pretty awesome and cute and nice, I promise". They hug, Pete sneaking a kiss on Pietro's cheek. "Our friends?", the speedster asks curious, Peter's wording just now landing.

Peter nods, "yeah, I don't own them and they love spending time with you. Abe has been practicing his Just Dance skills to try and beat you and Ned can't get over being friends with you in the first place". It makes Pietro smile, not just the reassurance but Peter's love in it.

That's when the adults come in, "sorry to interrupt, but breakfast is served". Steve lays down plates for both. Peter's towered with more food he's used to, but he can still handle it thanks to his spider-ness. Pietro's mountain was even taller, him vacuuming it with his super speed.

"You two ready for school?", Clint excitedly says ruffling both kid's hair. Pietro pats him away frustrated, Peter giggling at Pietro's reaction and seeing a little hair gel on Pietro's head. "Yes Uncle Clint, made sure we both packed everything for today". Clint smirks, Scott joining him and adding, "Good, cause we're driving you".

Dangerous prospects. Even for missions Clint and Scott aren't allowed to team up unsupervised. It's part of why Tony upgraded Scott's van; the DadSquad Van. "We also got you lunch", Bucky comments, placing half a dozen Tupperware containers in front of them. Lots of pastries, cookies, sandwiches and salads that just barely fit inside their bags.

"Now let's go children, we're gonna be late!", Clint commands, stuttering to the elevator, Peter, Pietro and Scott walking idly behind him. "He doesn't get to do this a lot, so he's very excited", Scott summarises for them.

The drive was spent with both Dads at the front, kids in the back. Clint belting his way through ABBA albums, and he's pretty good, but no one's gonna tell him they know he practices in the shower. Tony had snuck in soundproofing in it years ago. At the school however, he sings another tune. "You sure you're ok? You got your books? Gym clothes? Pencil case? Bruce's anti-anxiety pills? Lunch?"

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