Superfamily Story!!!!

Unmasked

Steve kissed Peter on the head whilst he slept and he walked into the living area.

'Ready?' Asked Natasha.

Steve looked around at his comrades; Sam, Natasha and Wanda.

'To Lagos.'

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Peter woke up on a high from the night before. 'Peter, your Father is hoping you will join him for breakfast.'

'Thanks Friday. What time is it?'

'10:17 sir.'

'Thanks.'

Peter got dressed and headed downstairs to a surprisingly quiet kitchen.

'Where's everyone?'

His dad turned around, cereal, milk and bowls in hand, spoons sticking out of his mouth. He put down the bowls on the table and started pouring cereal.

'Well, Steve, Natasha and Sam went on a mission, Thor went back to Asgard and Clint went back to visit Laura.'

'So it's just the two of us?'

'And Bruce.'

'Do you have work today?' Peter didn't get to spend a lot of time with his dad, so maybe, just maybe today they could go do something, like the zoo, or the park or-

'Sorry kiddo, I've got way too much piled on my plate.'

Well, at least he's got Spider-Man time.

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Peter was just HANGING OUT when he saw a certain goblin flying about.

Peter couldn't help but SWING in on the action. 'Yo elf, it ain't Christmas yet.' He flung his web onto his feet which was quickly cut off and a bomb was thrown onto his chest, blowing up on his face as he fell.

Well this was going to be harder than usual.

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'Mr. Stark. It appears Spider-Man is having trouble in the Queens area.'

Tony sighs as he threw down his wretch.

'Friday, suit.'

And off Tony was flying to save some dumb kid who thought they could make it as a superhero.

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Spider-Man from the outside was doing ok. However, Peter was not in the greatest of shapes. His chest still hurt from being, well, blown up and he was coughing tremendously under the mask from the smoke that had risen from it. Due to the distraction of, you know, DYING, he hadn't the reflexes to dodge some of the bullets. So there was that. But overall he nearly had the goblin.

He heard some familiar thrusters flying overhead. Peter would have cursed the mouth of himself if he wasn't raised by Steve. He couldn't let his dad see him in this condition. Tony nearly distracted Peter from his Spider sense and just about dodged the shot. Thank godDddDDdd!! Someone had shot his web and now he was falling, tumbling towards the pavement. Peter felt more shots enter his back but couldn't do anything about it. He had accepted death.

Until he was caught in his father's metallic arms. 'Yo Underoos, take 5. I'll get the elf. Weakness?'

But Peter was already out cold.

Tony looked around for the goblin but couldn't catch sight of him. 'Bruce? Set up the bed. Kid's gonna need at least life support.'