You Can Let Go Now Daddy

Strange, eh?

Peter hid outside the door to Tony's workshop, trying to hear the conversation inside. Earlier on in the day, a man he'd never seen before had been invited over and Peter's curiosity was through the roof. Who was he? Did he like to play too?

Upstairs he could vaguely hear his mother calling out for him. Lunch was ready. Sighing, he looked longingly at the door before hopping up the stairs. He sat quietly in the kitchen and began his grilled cheese sandwich.

Strang, he thought. Months ago, he'd been in that horrible home with those horrible older kids and that lady. He would've never been given a grilled cheese there. But now here with Tony and Pepper, all he had to do was ask and it was delivered straight to him. He has toys, great food, aunts, uncles, parents, TV time, a bedroom... He'd been on a plane twice. He smiled softly to himself.

He loved it here.

".... You can't really expect me to change my mind. I have a child to think about." Tony and the man's arguing was coming close. Peter realized they must've finished in the workshop. His head perked up and he slid from the chair, peeking his head out of the kitchen curiously.

The man heaved a sigh. "I didn't say I did. I just wanted to make sure, Stark." He chuckled. Peter gripped the wall tightly.

"Whatever, Strange. You have your weird necklace fixed. Are you happy?"

Peter's eyes darted to the man's neck instinctively, seeing the necklace with the green stone in the centre. Mesmerized, he didn't even realize he was approaching until he collided with Tony's leg.
The billionaire let out a yell until he realized it was his son who'd rammed into his leg unceremoniously. Peter giggled as he fell on his bottom, eyes staring up at Tony's white face.

The man with the necklace kneeled and Peter tilted his head. "He's bigger than I figured. How long is he going to be staying here? You know he's not safe here, Stark."
Peter didn't understand what that meant but he liked this man. Tony wasn't surprised when the small boy reached up and gripped onto the fabric of the man's cape. Stephen wasn't surprised either, gently unfastening it and standing, to meet Tony's eyes. Peter giggled as he played in the cape.

"He's staying here until he's of legal age. Like any kid." Tony rolled his eyes. Stephen chuckled, scooping the kid up in the cape.

"Well, enjoy the teen angst." He handed the boy to Tony unwrapping the cape from around him. Tony glared. Peter giggled as Stephen pulled the cape back on.

"We'll be in touch." Stephen promised. He opened one of his portals, waving and jumping through. Peter clapped as it disappeared.

"Who was that, daddy?" He asked, still not understanding.

"Uncle Strange. He's a time wizard. But that doesn't matter, because I have a iron suit and way better hair. Remember that Peter." He grumbled carrying Peter back to the kitchen. Peter giggled and nodded. Some things never change.

A/N: Y'all get two chapters today because you're greedy af. Just kidding, I literally just wrote this so its fresh off the press. Mmm, smells new. Okay well hope you enjoyed!