IronDad One Shots // IronDad And SpiderSon

PLEASE SAVE ME FROM THE MONSTERS

    Peter was bored out of his mind. It was late at night, or what would seem late to a normal kid. However, Peter wasn't a normal kid, he stayed up until midnight every night so ten thirty didn't seem too late for him. He was dressed in his pyjamas, patrol was cancelled that night, Peter claimed he 'didn't feel so good'.

   He tugged on the hem of his shirt, the oversized shirt with a bright yellow school bus had grown on him, as well as the Hello Kitty pyjama pants, although he never wore them anywhere besides the avenger tower.

    He lazily trudged down the halls and into the main living room that was connected to the kitchen. Grabbing a box of Oreos, he sat down on the couch, in between his two dads, Strange and Stark. Stephen was flicking through channels lazily, trying to find one to interest him.  They eventually settled on Sherlock, a show that had characters that seemed oddly familiar.

    "He looks a lot like you, Stephen." Peter pointed out, the remote rested in his hand and his head leant on Tony's shoulder, who was absentmindedly stroking his hand through the curls of his hair. All that replied was a small 'mhm' and a small chuckle from Tony, the person who had dark curly hair did look strangely similar to Strange.

    "FRIDAY, who's the guy playing Sherlock?" Tony asked, wanting to know who the lookalike was.

    "Benedict Cumberbatch, 35, a known celeb for starring in many movies such as 'Classified' in Penguins of Madagascar, Sherlock Holmes in the hit show Sherlock and Narrator in several Animal planet series, made into a meme after his inability to say the word Penguin. Which is ironic because he had to say penguins several times for his voice acting role in his movies. Played in a hit movie "The heart of the sea" with celebrity actors Chris Hemsworth and Tom Holland, who are both very famous." FRIDAY informed them, probably reading off a Wikipedia page.

(Please don't kill me if any of the information is wrong, no WiFi to check.)

    "Tom Holland. Is he Dutch?" Tony asked, slightly confused.

     "No, he is British, 22, famous celebrity actor, known for his emotional roles such as Lucas in 'The Impossible'. He first rose to stardom when he received the lead rode in the play 'Billy Elliot'. It has been rumoured that he is dating Zendaya Coleman, however he denied those rumours-"

    "Okay FRI, now I know you're reading from Buzzfeed." Peter said with a laugh. They looked back to the TV to see nothing but the ads. Peter stifled a yawn, trying to hide the fact that he was tired. However Tony immediately noticed and sent himself and the kid up to their rooms to tuck him in, it was a nightly routine and neither of them thought anything about it.

    But Tony caught Stephens' wink as he was leaving and smirked mischievously. This was going to be fun.

      As he was pulling the covers over his son, Peter whispered a thanks, before closing his eyes.

     "Goodnight Pete," Tony said as he stood by the doorway. Peter mumbled something back but whatever he said was lost under the gentle quilt. "Goodnight monster under Peter's bed." He saw Peter's eye open in alarm. Also spotting the yellow ring under the bed as Strange poked his head out.

     "Goodnight," he spoke clearly, however he disguised his voice to be rougher and gruff, actually sounding scary. Tony quickly flicked the light off, however he caught a glimpse of Peter shouting up from his sleeping position, completely still and petrified. Strange closed the portal just as Peter got up to inspect it.

    Then they decided to mess with Peter a little more. Strange silently popped up around the room, each place different from the last, only saying 'Hello Peter Parker' in the scariest voice he could before disappearing again. It wasn't long before Peter ran out of his bedroom and into Natasha's, he figured if the creature followed him, the best person to fight him off would be an assassin.

    "Peter?" She asked as she woke up from her nap. It was around midnight but she still only insisted she napped, even when the avengers knew she was dreaming in a deep sleep. "What's wrong?"

    "There's a monster in my bedroom," he said, only now realising how childish he sounded and his cheeks burned. "Sorry for waking you, but I just got really scared..."

    Natasha silently scooted herself to the side of her large bed and patted the empty space beside her. Peter slipped under the covers and snuggled next to her, where she protectively wrapped her arms around the kid, making sure no one would ever harm him.

When Clint and Tony awoke the next morning, they were slightly nervous when they realised that the two biggest morning people in the whole compound were no where to be seen. Curiosity got the better of them when the time read nine am, so they went off to look for them. Obviously, the first place that they looked were the bedrooms. Tony headed to see if Peter was in his own while Clint did the same for his best friend.

Tony grew momentarily confused to see the room empty, but still a mess, he was going to have to remind the kid to clean up his crap.

"Boss," FRIDAY spoke. "Mr Barton has requested that you visit Ms Romanoff's bedroom at once."
Tony thanked her and mumbled to himself on how 'needy' Clint was however he had no idea where that came from.

When he turned the hallway, he noticed Clint's body slightly hanging out of the door with just his head peeking in, his hands rested on the door.

"Y'know," Tony spoke, clearly startling the man slightly. "Your wife wouldn't be too happy knowing that you're watching another woman sleep, stalker." He rolled his eyes and pushed the door open wider for me to see. The hallway light seeped through the room and gave a clear view of Natasha and Peter, cuddling and sleeping. He had often spotted Natasha sleeping around the compound, always with a patterned blue blanket that he seen Clint draped over her.

(DoEs DotH MoTHer KnoWetH thAt yoU wEArEth hEr DraPES)

But this time she looked different. A frown that usually settled on her face lifted and her lips curled up at the corner, she looked peaceful. It was beautiful. Next to her, Peter lay innocently, his sleeping body hugged the assassin loosely, his hand curled in her longish red hair. It was honest, it was real, it was rare, it was adorable.

"FRIDAY, take a picture. Send to all avengers, save to my camera roll." I said, a smile creeping up on my face.

"Which one?" The AI questioned.

"Family moments." I replied.

"Who's the stalker now?"

"Shut it, Katniss."

My god this chapter was shit, I liked the end tho. Lolololol sneaked in that fourth wall break. I saw an artist draw it on insta but I kinda forgot where soz if I find it I will put it here vv

Nope not yet.

Read on???

If someone recognises the chapter title then we can be FRENZ

My face has make up on which is rare, I applied it v well but I'm sleepy and I wanna take a nap but u know the struggle when you have white pillows fml