SuperFamily 101

One a.m.? Drunk? Me?

Edited - 23 / 06 / 19

Chapter One - One a.m.? Drunk? Me?

It was afternoon, way too early for Tony but Steve still shook him awake.

"Huh? What do you want?" Tony grumbled rubbing his eyes and glaring groggily at Steve.

"Wake up," Steve said gravely.

"I am awake, you literately just woke me up. Like seriously I -" Tony trailed off when he got a good look at Steves' face. There was something very, very wrong.

"What happened? What's wrong? Steve? STEVE?" Tony panicked immediately pushing himself up onto his elbows.

"It's Mary and Richard," Steve answered.

"Mary and Richard? Mary and Richard... Parker! Parker right? Ummm, so? What's wrong with them?" Tony replied confused.

"They've been in a car crash, Tony. They're - they're dead!" Steve replied sadly a tear making his way down his cheek dripping onto his light white sleeping shirt.

"WHAT?! They're dead? How? Oh, wait, car crash. When?" Tony said, he was still half asleep, his brain wasn't functioning that well. Instantly he moved closer to Steve and put an arm around his waist.

"Last night, they were driving home from a party with little Peter, a Birthday party of Richard's sister. When the skidded on the wet road and fell off a bridge landing top first on the highway." Steve said dejectedly. "We could have done something! Saved them at least. We're the Avengers for God's sake and we can't even save our own friends?"

"Hey, we didn't know, we couldn't have done anything. It's not your nor our fault. We can't save everyone just because we are the Avengers." Tony said. "Come on, let's go and -, wait a second. Little Peter? Are you saying Peter was in the car?" Tony asked panicked. Peter had visited the Avengers a couple of times and pretty much everyone had fallen in love with the cute baby. Except for Stark of course, who pretended that he didn't care but he did. Secretly.

"That's what I wanted to tell you. Peter was strapped in his seat. He survived. SHIELD said that they are going to give him a home and they already have a vague idea. Fury said he'd tell us when they have decided." Steve said leaning his head on his hands.

"Wait, when did this all happen?" Tony replied incredulously.

"Ummm, I got a call at one a.m.. You were passed out by then. Drunk probably." Steve answered.

"One a.m.? Drunk? Me?" Tony said. Steve rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, drunk. Like you always are?" Steve said slightly mad.

"Hey, you know-" Tony replied offended.

"Yeah, I know, your dad and your mom died, whatever." Steve retorted. What about me? I lost everyone. He thought to himself.

"Steve Rogers, don't you even fucking dare compare your damn losses to mine," Tony replied. How dare he?

"You're right. I'm sorry." Steve said, regretting what he had said immediately. He wrapped his arms around Tony and kissed the top of his head. "You're right, you're right. I didn't mean it."

Tony sounded as he turned his face away, still mad that Steve had done that.

"Hey, hey? You know I didn't mean it. Tony." Steve said grabbing Tony's chin and leaning down gently kissing his lips. Tony hummed as he kissed back.

"Whatever." Tony mocked (he was joking of course). He then left the room,

"JARVIS make me some coffee," Tony called out as he came out of the elevator. They were at the tower, Tony and Steve lived in a penthouse but they had their own rooms at the tower if Tony ever stayed too late in the labs (he usually did) or if they didn't feel like going back.