IronDad and SpiderSon One-Shots

Home. That Sounds Nice

Description: After three solid months of therapy and many MANY nightmares it's finally time for Peter to tell the world about one specific nightmare. The nightmare he was forced to live through as a kid.

A/N: I love the picture. It's my new favourite thing. I love you all! By the way, this is a part 2 for Kidnapped since apparently it was very needed. Also, I have no idea how court works so stick with me.

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Peter sat calmly in a chair in a large courtroom staring down at his hands. He was wearing a suit that Tony had bought him for homecoming. Peter only wore since he should look formal.

On Peter's left was Tony who had on one of his casual suits (cause Tony is bound to have those right?) and a pair of sunglasses to match. Tony kept a cool stature even though he hand a hand on Peter's shoulder the entire time.

On Peter's right was Tony's best lawyer. Aubrey Surimi. She wore her most professional outfit as a request from Tony. Aubrey wasn't about to say no.

The entire ordeal had already been going on for an entire hour. Skip had given his testimony which had caused a lot of outrage from onlookers. AKA the Avengers. Skip had tried to say that everything that happened was a set up and Peter did everything. It was almost believable is Peter didn't start shaking like a leaf shaking his head 'no' violently.

"Order in the courtroom!" The judge yelled slamming his hammer down making the room go silent.

Peter had jumped at the sudden noise but Tony gave him a reassuring squeeze on the shoulder.

"Peter Stark to the stand please" the judge called out earning a sigh from said person.

Peter quietly got out of his seat and shuffled his way towards the front trying to ignore the crazed stare that he knew all too well.

"Mr. Stark. Can you please tell us everything that happened over your time in captivity" Skip's lawyer, Caleb, told the teen/adult who was already near tears.

"W-Well it was basically the same e-everyday. S-Skip would provide a-a piece of toast and maybe a-a-an egg for breakfast b-before he
c-continued on with his day. H-He would only l-let me get up t-to use the bathroom, b-but he had to b-be there and assist m-me with everything. I-I was always very
u-uncomfortable as he w-watched silently grabbing a-a place I didn't want to b-be touched. H-He would still allow me t-to have three meals a day sometimes. Maybe e-every four days. T-Then he would... he would..." Peter started to sob by the end of his stutter filled response that he couldn't even finish.

"He would what?" Caleb pushed, but even though he didn't want to defend Skip he still had to.

"He would r-r-r-rape me" Peter cried putting his face in his hands.

Many gasps were heard throughout the room as some onlookers started to cry.

"If I may. As far as I'm aware, this isn't the first time Mr. Westcott has molested Mr. Stark your honour" Aubrey butted in standing from her seat.

"OBJECTION!" Caleb yelled surprised by the woman's outburst.

"Overruled. Mr. Stark can you please explain" the judge asked looking down at Peter from his seat.

"I can. W-When I was 8 year o-old. My A-Aunt May had to work a-a lot. So she payed a babysitter. W-When I first m-met Skip he was really n-nice. H-He would p-play video games w-with me. B-But one day e-everything changed. H-He gave me a m-magazine and decided to tell me t-that we should try w-what they p-people in it w-were doing. O-Of course I had n-no idea what h-he meant by that. Then S-Skip started to t-touch me i-in places that I-I knew shouldn't be t-touched. T-This went on for about t-three months b-before I finally had the c-courage to tell. W-When the police went to f-find him, he was g-gone" Peter told the story with a lot of nervousness and anxiety wound into his voice.

It was clear that Peter was on the verge of a panic attack. Tony was more than ready to run up there if that happened.

"Is that true Mr. Westcott?" The judge asked Skip who held a proud smirk on his face.

"Oh very true. I honestly don't regret any of it. I know you enjoyed it Einstein" Skip confessed earning many people yelling at him.

"WHY I OUGHTA!" Tony screamed over anyone as a gauntlet appeared over his hand.

"ORDER IN THE COURT!" The judge yelled making the room go silent once again.

"Anyone got a tissue?" Peter tried to joke while rubbing his eyes.

The judge actually reached down and handed Peter a tissue earning a small chuckle and an approving nod from Peter's father.

"I have made my decision. Skip Westcott will serve life in prison for charges of battery, child abuse, kidnapping, assault, and many other things that I don't feel like listing but a very clear on this piece of paper I have in front of me" The judge decided holding up a piece of paper.

It was unreadable but the amount of black on the white sheet of paper was horrible.

Three police officers, who just so happened to be Simon, Ally, and Mark, all came bathing into the room pulling Skip from his seat.

"YOU BETTER WATCH YOUR BACK EINSTEIN! THIS WON'T BE THE LAST YOU SEE OF ME!" Skip yelled just as he left the room.

Peter immediately jumped from his seat and ran towards his father who happily held the teen/adult in his arms.

"You're okay Peter, we won't let that happen. Not again" Tony promised running a hand through Peter's curly hair.

"Can we just go home now dad?" Peter asked sighing lightly.

"Of course. There's a Star Wars movie marathon, fluffy onesies, and ice cream hut calling our names back at the tour" Tony replied with a proud smirk.

"Everyone has to be there too. I wanna be surrounded by my family" Peter mumbled slightly exhausted.

"I'm sure they will be Pete. I don't think they'll be able to stay away from you" Tony chuckled before smiling happily when he heard Peter laugh.

"Oh great. The babying is coming back" Peter complained sarcastically rolling his eyes.

"Wherever Underoos. Let's go home" Tony responded resting his arm over Peter's shoulder.

"Yeah. Home. That sounds nice".