Peter Parker and The avengers one shots and songfics!

The Sad Room

In the Avengers Tower, there is a room specially made for if you are sad. The most frequent visitors are Thor and Peter. (Peter is fifteen.)

"Hey Uncle Thor" Peter says quietly as the door opened and Thor walked in slowly.

"Hello young Peter" he responded with a wave. "Do you want to talk?" The god of Thunder said as he saw the look of grief and sadness on Peters face. Peter thought about it, and then nodded.

"Well, I miss them. That's it. I miss my parents, I miss our old apartment, I miss Ben, I miss May, I miss Ned. I'm fed up of the bullying, I'm fed up of not being able to save everyone. Most of the time, I wish it was me who was shot by that robber, I wish it was me who was in the apartment when it burnt down. Everyone at school blames me for Mays death and make fun of me because I'm an orphan. And honestly, I don't think I can take it anymore." He said.

Thor opened his arms and invited Peter sit with him on the large beanbag. He gave Peter a hug, and held him as he cried. "It's your turn to talk now Uncle Thor" Peter said, sniffling quietly.
"Well young Peter, I miss my parents too. My best friend died as well when Thanos came, and he was one of the only one who I know that didn't come back. I miss Asgard, because even though it was fixed, I can't go back there. And for some strange reason, I miss Hela. It seems as though we have similar problems still, don't you think?" Thor said quietly as he noticed Peter looked surprised, almost like he never realised.
"Uncle Thor, what was Asgard like?" Peter asked.
"It was the most beautiful place ever" he responded with a sad smile. He carried on talking about the place, and telling Peter stories about it for hours, until he heard a soft snore and realised Peter had fell asleep in his arms. Smiling that same sad smile, he stood up and held Peter close to him as he walked out of the sad room. He walked through the living room, and everyone stared as he took Peter to the spidermam themed room. He placed him down on the bed and tucked him into his bed. "Goodnight StarkSon" he said quietly, and turned off the light.

"Hey Thor" Peter whispered as he walked into the sad room and decided to sit on a pale blue beanbag in the quiet corner of the room, where the lights weren't as harsh , the colours weren't as bright, and the music was quiet.
"Sensory Overload?" Thor said sympathetically. He also got sensory overload sometimes, especially when he was outside. Because of his allspeak, he heard anything anyone said.
Peter nodded his head and laid down, closing his eyes and putting on his special earphones, so that he could only hear what anyone in the room was saying.
Suddenly, the door opened, and Peter and Thor both jumped.
"Um, hey? Can I join you?" A usually harsh, but now soft voice said. Bucky walked in and Thor motioned for him to come and sit next to him.
"Peters having a sensory overload, so he sits in that corner so that we dont disturb him. You can make your corner if you want. Peter has two. The where he is now on the floor, and just above him on the ceiling too. This is my corner, so you can choose from one of the others.