Family is More Than Blood

Sleepover

"Um, Mr. Stark?" Peter asked nervously. Mr. Stark was busy hammering away at something in his workshop and took a moment to register Peter's presence.

"Yeah, kid?" he asked, for once too engaged with his project to correct Peter's choice of names.

"Aunt May is working double shift today. She won't get back until late. Can.... can I have Happy take me home?"

"Huh?" Tony looked up from his work. He seemed to realize what Peter was saying, "Oh, no. You can just crash here for the night. If that's okay with your aunt."

"Re...really?" Peter asked, surprised. The 'staying over' was not a line that they had crossed yet. Peter had assumed that Tony was relieved when he left for home. 

"Yeah, really," Tony sounded amused, "I have plenty of bedrooms and I think enough food for breakfast."

"Sir, I have out of school suspension tomorrow," Peter said.

"Even better," Tony grinned, "You can sleep, maybe spend a few more hours here."

"I'll... I'll call Aunt May," Peter could barely hide the excitement roiling around inside him. Apparently he did a good job because Mr. Stark frowned. 

"If it's okay with you, too," he added thoughtfully, "I mean, I can understand if-"

"It's great with me!" Peter cut in quickly. Tony laughed.

"Alright, kid, call Aunt May."

Peter stood awkwardly at the door of Tony's workshop. He wasn't entirely sure what he was supposed to do - most of his time here he spent on his work or doing projects that he had brought (mind you, these were projects like advancements for his suit not a vinegar and baking soda volcano). He'd finished his homework and he hadn't prepared for staying with Mr. Stark. Tony stopped his work for a minute to look at Peter curiously.

"What do people do?" He asked, tilting his head slightly.

"Excuse me, Mr. Stark?"

"Tony, god you sound like you work for me," Tony groaned, "What do people normally do other than... well, work or go to parties?"

"Um... well, watch movies?" Peter suggested.

"Okay, kid, let's watch a movie."

"If your work is important you don't have to-" Peter said quickly.

"You worry too much, Pete," Tony grinned, "What's a good movie?"

They had moved to the living room now and Peter glanced at all the DVDs that Mr. Stark owned.

"Those were my dad's," Tony said quietly.

"Than it's our job to watch all of them," Peter announced, "What's the first? Pirates of the Caribbean? Your dad had good taste."

Tony laughed, "That he did. Let's go, The Curse of the Black Pearl awaits."

Peter slid the movie into the DVD player and began the movie.