Spider-Man one-shots

Uncle

Peter is 4 to start, and Tony's son. Nobody knows about Peter. 

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Peter's POV. 

Dad said he would come say goodnight when he got home. He hasn't come yet though...

*BOOOOM* *Crash* 

"Ahh" I squeak. 

Rushing under my bed I hide. Dad better get home soon. I squish my eyes closed and plugged my ears. 

"Hey little one...."

Loki's POV. 

Stark was busy with the avengers at the compound with a little distraction. My plan, take Starks secret child hostage and get him to give into my demands. I'm not going to hurt the child, I'm not that cruel, just some threatening. 

I open his door at the same time some thunder hits loud and the child rushes under his bed. He looks terrified.... 

"Hey little one..." I speak softly. 

He doesn't look but rushes into my arms. I freeze for a moment, what am I meant to do? I think back to what mother always did when I was sad. She always hugged me and sang. So I slowly wrap my arms around the child and start humming. 

Slowly I feel hit relax in my arms. 

"Are you alright little one?" I whisper slowly releasing him. 

"Wh-who are you?" He whispers back, finally taking note of who I am."

Peter's POV.

I calmed down and he released me. I look up and don't recognize the man. I get a little scared, but Fri would have said something. 

"Wh-who are you?" I ask quietly. 

He hesitates, "I'm Loki. Are you okay?" 

"Mhm... I don't like thunder..." I mumble leaning back into Loki more.

"I don't either, well I don't mind the thunder, but I don't like what comes after." 

"What comes after?" I ask innocently. 

"I guess I should fully introduce myself. I'm Loki Laufeyson, God of mischief, trickery and deception. Adopted son of Odin and brother to Thor god of thunder. My brother is usually to blame for thunder. So, he can often follow thunder."

I process what he said. He's a god? 

"You're a god?" I ask confused. 

"I am."

"Cool. So do you have powers?" I ask my eyes lighting up.

"I do. Would you like to see?" 

I nod enthusiastically. He then takes a step back. A green mist consumes his hand. 

"Woah..." 

After a good minute the mist disappears, and in his hand is a small dragon. 

"Here." He hands it to me. 

I carefully grab the dragon. I look at its eyes and it's so cute!

"She won't last long, but I can always bring her back."

"Why can't she stay?" 

"Shes what wizards call a familiar. Their companions that help wizards out. She'll have to head back to the familiar realm as she doesn't have a partner yet."