spiderson oneshots

i. mini stark

-edited 2/01/20-

"momma, when's daddy gonna be home?" a five year old peter stark asked, looking up at his mother (pepper potts-stark), with his brown eyes. pepper smiled and picked him up, setting the child on her hip.

"how about we go and see daddy? I'm sure he'll love to see us," she said, making a grin find its way onto peter's face.

"really, momma?" he asked excitedly. pepper nodded.

"yes, really."

the entire car ride to SHIELD was filled with bubbly excitement and giggles. the whole way there peter was bouncing in his car seat, staring out the windows. when they finally arrived, pepper unbuckled his seatbelt and lifted him out of the car, setting him on the pavement.

"hold my hand, buddy," pepper instructed, extending her hand downwards. peter nodded and latched her hand in his and the duo began to make their way into the SHIELD building. when they entered, a women with dark brown hair waved them over.

"pepper, what a pleasant surprise!" the woman exclaimed, giving her a hug.

"maria, how are you?" pepper replied.

"i'm doing great," maria replied. she bent down, holding out her hand for peter.

"hi bud, I'm agent hill, but you can call me maria," she said. peter nodded and shook her hand.

"i'm peter," he giggled. maria nodded with a smile and stood up, beckoning the two to follow her.

"tony is currently in a meeting with the other avengers—they're settling the drama between the accords," maria explained as they walked down the seemingly endless hallway. pepper nodded.

"i assumed so; it's been a few days since we've seen him," she said. maria nodded and they finally stepped into an elevator.

thirty seconds later they were on the fiftieth floor and they all stepped out, peter now gripping his mom's hand with both of his. He looked around cautiously as they strode toward a door with a sign that said, "conference room" on it.

"is daddy in there?" he asked quietly. maria hummed and smiled at the five year old.

"yes, daddy's inside this room. do you wanna see him right now?" she asked, but she already knew the answer.

"yes please!" peter grinned, bouncing on his feet. pepper nodded to maria, and the agent unlocked the door with a card and pushed it open. pepper let peter's hand go and the child immediately rushed into the room.

nicolas j. fury nearly jumped out of his skin when the child ran into the room, looking around frantically. when peter's eyes finally landed on who he was looking for, he immediately jumped up and down.

"daddy!" he yelled before running to tony, hugging his leg. the billionaire laughed and hoisted the five year old into his lap, giving him a big hug.

"hey buddy, what are you doing here?" he asked, ruffling the boy's hair. peter grinned at him.

"me and momma missed you," he replied, wrapping his arms around his father's neck. that's when Pepper walked in, strutting over and leaning down before kissing her husband on the cheek.

"he wanted to see you," she laughed before taking the empty seat next to him.

"um...tony? who's that kid?" steve rogers asked as pepper sat down. tony laughed and patted the child's back.

"avengers, this is my son, peter. peter, these are the avengers," he replied, lifting his son's chin up. peter waved shyly at the people in the room, nestling into tony chest.

"hi peter, i'm steve," steve said with a warm smile. peter returned it.

"i'm natasha, but you can call me nat," natasha added, her soft spot for children beginning to show.

a with a bow and arrow at his side went next. "i'm clint," he said with a mischievous grin.

"i'm bruce, but you might know my friend, the hulk," said a man with glasses.

"i'm thor, rightful king of asgard! it is so wonderful to meet you, young tonyson!" thor boomed, making peter giggle.

"i'm wanda," a girl followed up, giving a slight wave in the child's direction.

"i'm sam."

"and i'm rhodey."

"h-hi..."peter mumbled before digging closer into tony's torso. the billionaire smiled and held his only son closer (if that was even possible.)

"well, um..." fury began, clearing his throat. He looked to tony. "do you want him to stay in here while we discuss the rest of the accords?"

tony looked over at pepper who only shrugged, so he nodded. "yeah, he'll be fine. he's a good kid."

as the hour went on, peter resulted in playing with some random trains that pepper had packed in her purse. he was stationed on the floor under the table, on his hands and knees, zooming his plastic trains around the carpet. "zoom, zoom..." peter murmured to himself before ramming one into steve's foot.

"oops!" peter yelped as steve bent down to look at him. "i'm sorry mr. steve."

"it's okay, kiddo. just be careful, okay?"

"c'mere, petey," tony said with a laugh, motioning his kid over.

peter wandered over to his dad, looking up at him curiously.

"yeah daddy?"

"make sure you play over here; we don't want great grandpa cap over there to get any life threatening injuries."

"hey! I'm not that old!"

"says the man who was born in the 1920's!"

"it was actually 1918!" (true facts)

"that didn't help your case at all."