Irondad and Spiderson

Prologue

August 15th 2001

Mr. Stark pov

"Boss, there is a... package at your door."

"F.R.I? What's with the pause?"

"At first, I thought it was just a person, then they set down the package and left," she responds.

"When's happy getting here?"

"He's just pulling up."

"Ask him to bring the package."

"Done."

A minute later, Happy comes down.

"Boss, we have a problem," he says.

"What's the problem?" I ask, walking over to open the package... "Why is the 'package' a child?....... FRIDAY who dropped it off?"

"I didn't see their face."

"To-" Happy starts, but the kid cuts him off by crying. I move the blanket off its face, and he's so cute. I pull him out of the car seat, and he immediately stops crying."

"Hello, little one."

"Tony, there is a note... shall I read it out loud?" Happy asks.

"Yeah."

"Dear Tony, I'm sorry to have to give you the baby, I would have kept him, but I can barely survive on my own, I called him Peter, his birthday is August 10th."

"Peter..." I smile, "Peter Anthony Stark welcome home."

"You're keeping him?"

"Yeah... it was my mistake that made him, so I should... ugh words are annoying."

"Okay."

Pepper walks in.

"Tony, what did you do?"

"Uhh, Pepper, this is Peter... Peter Anthony Stark."

"I'm not helping you with that," she says, walking away, "Happy there is a meeting you'll want to come to."

After a few minutes of standing there staring at my new baby, he starts crying again "Fri how do I help him?"

"He needs food," F.R.I.D.A.Y. says.

"I don't have any baby food."

"Go check the doorway."

"You ordered stuff for him?"

"I got you everything you'll need to take care of him."

"Okay, but know next time you order something without telling me I will... you will be in big trouble."

"Yes, sir."

"Come on, Peter, let's go get you some food," I say, smiling at the child in my arms. I set him down in the car seat and bring him upstairs.

When I get to the pile of baby stuff it's a lot bigger than I expected but I don't know much about kids I notice a box of formula and some bottles I walk over and grab them then Rodney walks in.

"Hey Tony, I... uh, why is there a bunch of baby stuff here?" He asks, and then Peter starts crying again. "And an actual child," he walks over to Peter.

"Uh hi Rodney..." I start, surprised to see him.

"And what's the cutie's name?"

"Peter Stark."

"Of course, so is he staying?"

"Why wouldn't he be?"

"Okay."

"F.R.I.D.A.Y why is it powder? Isn't this supposed to be like milk?"

"It will turn to milk after you add the water."

"And this is why you are not qualified to be a parent," Rodney says bringing me a cup of warm water.

"I'll figure it out... eventually."

"Consider getting a nanny to help in the meantime."

I look at Peter considering it "no."

Then Natalie, Pepper, and my new assistant, walks in.

"So when did you two have a kid?"

"Peter arrived at the door an hour ago."

She walks over and crouches down beside Peter.

"He's so cute."

"Yeah... uh hey do you know how to make baby milk?"

"2 parts warm water 1 part formula." She says. (Idk if it's is accurate)

"Thanks," I go pick up Peter and give him the bottle. Natalie stands up and moves my arm so I'm holding the bottle all the way upside down instead of mostly sideways.

"If you hold it like that he'll get gasy and a tummy ache."

"How do you know all this?"

"I had a sister and a couple of missions as a nanny."

"Ohh."

A few days pass and I start to get the hang of taking care of Peter with help from Natalie and Pepper, even though she said Peter was my problem she has pretty much become his mother both of them kinda have.