Greetings, my frien-

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Chapter three - Greetings, my frien-

Even if there were more pressing matters to think about and, or discuss Tony still sat down and for the first time in the one week Peter had been here he thought about some one else. Steve, when hearing the news of Peters condition he immediately started searching up everything he could about the horrible condition Peter was currently in. To his dismay, he found that to treat a patient with Kwashiorkor it would take at least six months before the patient was healthy again (thank you '@AnotherOneBiteADust' for bringing this to my attention. 

Edit - Well, see I put that in the chapter before while I was editing but now you'll read it twice 'cause I'm a lazy ass bitch.). Tony laid his head in his hands what seemed like the millionth time that agonizing week.

They as in, Steve and Tony taking turns with the other Avengers (Stony still weren't on speaking terms.) had spent the entire week out buying things for Peter and Tony was exhausted. Stark towers were ginormous and they hadn't toddler proofed half of it yet. They hadn't even set up his room and Thor was still gone. Just like the first time he heard Bruce come in and gently close the door behind him.

"Hey, Tony," Bruce said nervously, he had seen Stark in this state many, I repeat many times this week. 


"Hey, Doc, did you know it's Steve's birthday tomorrow? He's turning 100 (I'm not sure, please don't judge me if I'm wrong, this is about 10 years after he woke up?)! We could host a party. Maybe we could make up and ..." Tony rambled on and Bruce let him.


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"No." Steve said firmly.

"What, why not? It could seriously get your mind of off things." Bruce said turning to the rest for help, they simultaneously turned their heads away Clint even whistled. Bruce had been given the job of telling Steve. (Tony and he still weren't speaking.) 

"Tony's organizing it," Bruce said, using his last bribing resort. It worked, Steve's head snapped up and he opened his mouth, but he was cut off by Clint,

"Tony's I'll regret this in the morning parties? Count me in." Clint was always up for a party. 

"As much as I hate to admit it, Steve, we could all really use a break. You know? Go a bit crazy." Natasha said smiling cheekily while pinching Peters cheek who had been snuggled in her arms the entire time. Steve sighed in frustration and finally gave in. 

"Fine! But we will keep a watch on Peter at all times while he is in his room. Pepper has an off day tomorrow remember?" Steve said irritated.

"Oh right!" Bruce awkwardly chuckled, "Peter is a good kid. He'll be fine!" 


The next day at 8 pm after they had soundproofed his room and tucked Peter into his newly bought kid bed, did the guests start to arrive. Superheroes and agents came streaming in bearing gifts of wine and alcohol grinning the entire time. The upbeat music started and then the party began. Many guests became tipsy quite quickly and people started doing a couple of stupid games that you play at teenagers first 'real' party, like 'Spin the Bottle', ' Seven Minutes in Heaven' and 'Truth or Dare'. But without realizing they hadn't noticed when an alarm had gone off signalling that Peter had woken up and left his room. 

(Tony and Steve had made up some time during this by probably snogging each other faces off for an hour then drinking a hell lot and passing out.)

The next afternoon most of the guest had left except for the Avengers and some pretty stoned guys which were thrown out onto the pavement (courtesy of Natasha). After cleaning up a bit Natasha decided to check on Peter (she was the only one up, she could hold her alcohol). But when she arrived in the room there wasn't a child in sight. First confused she looked through every inch of the room, but she couldn't find him. Panicked she ran downstairs and shook Tony awake yelling in his face, it was a surprise no one else woke up. 

"What is it woman?" He asked blearily the alcohol still messing with his brain. 

"Get your head out of your ass! Peter is missing! I can't find him anywhere!" She screamed pretty much hysterical at this point.

"What?" Tony said immediately wide awake."JARVIS tell me the location of Peter." He said nervously. Why Natasha didn't do that herself he wondered.

"It seems that Peter is in the kitchen trying to make breakfast for himself, sir," JARVIS replied helpfully. Both adults sprinted to the kitchen scared of what they would find. But all they saw was Peter looking at a shattered cup while trying to pull open the fridge. Next to him was a huge pile of pillows and blankets as if he had spent the night in the kitchen. 

"Peter! Don't you ever do that again! I was so worried." Natasha exclaimed picking him up and cuddling him close. Tony glanced at the cup realizing it was his favourite cup. It has a really good photo of him on it with 'Best Superhero in the World' printed on it. He groaned and looked over at Peter whilst shaking his finger at him. 

"Always ask us for help if you need it ok?" He said mock angry. Peter nodes once before burying his face in Natasha's shoulder. Suddenly Steve came stumbling into the kitchen holding his hand on his head. (Tony had manufactured a drink strong enough to get past almighty serum metabolism shit in Steves body.)  Quickly Tony shooed him away from the ceramic on the floor and Steve slurred,

"Stark? Wassup? Where's Peter -? PETER!" He yelled suddenly snapping out of his drunken phase just as Tony had done. 

"Hey Cap, calm down. Pete is with Nat now go and sleep you need it." Tony led Steve slowly to the couch. Just when Steve had laid down and fallen asleep a loud crack filled the air. Tony and Nat looked to the balcony to see Thor standing there holding his hammer on his shoulder. 

"Greetings my friends-" he boomed grinning before being cut off with,

"Shhhhhhhhh", Tony, a Natasha quieted him whilst pointing at the heroes slumped on the couch and chairs very, very hungover.

Hello, hello! Here it is, Chapter 3 of SuperFamily 101! Please don't be mad if it is a short chapter. I usually write it on my computer but today I was out for most of the day so I wrote it on my phone where everything looks much longer. Get ready for Chapter 4: FURY!. Dramatic right? In which Thor tells the team something not so good. You know, I had written down an entire list of chapters I was going to do and their plot and everything but I'm not following it at all. Why do I even write this? No one reads it anyway. Ok, Bye?

Edit - I hate my liiiiiiffffeeeee.

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