Random Imagines

Peter Parker X O.C

"Thea!" I heard my aunt Pepper call me. I sat up on my bed and turned to my bedroom door open. 

"Thea, there you are, I need a favour." Pepper asked and I nodded,

"Sure, what can I do?" I asked sitting up. I was still sat in my PJ's, Netflix playing as I spoke.

"I need you to take a group around the tower, I've got no interns free and they arrive in an hour, can you do it?" She asked. 

"Yeah, sure I can." I smiled, she grinned and walked over to me and kissed my forehead.

"Thank you, you are a lifesaver." She gushed.

"I'm an avenger it's kinda in the job description." I joked standing up and walking to my closet to change.

"It's the truth." Pepper laughed. "OK, so the group will meet you at reception. The group are to see the museum, R&D labs and the training area." Pepper informed me.

"Got it." I smiled "Do I gotta dress smart?" I asked I look of worry in my face.

"Wear what you want, just be comfortable." She told me, Her phone buzzed and she looked down. "I gotta go, thanks again, Thea, I owe you one." She looked up at me, smiled then left.

I changed into  Pair of black skinny jeans, a white t-shirt and a black leather jacked. I added a pair of wedged sneakers and a silver arrow necklace from my dad. I let my copper coloured hair full to it's natural curly mess and added a pair of spider earring.

I left my bedroom and walked into the dining room where O found my mum (Nat) and dad (Clint) arguing over who ate the last pop tart.

"Is it too late to triad  you guys in for parents who are less like children?" I called over their fighting which stopped as soon as they heard my voice.

"Rude." My dad huffed grabbing a spoon off the counter and threw it at me. I grinned as I caught and threw it back when he turned back to my mum.

"Is it too late to take my name of the adoption papers or exchange her for a kid that's less like her mother and more like me?" Dad asked Mum who shook her head and laughed.

"No, I like this one, besides you have other children, just make then your minions." She shrugged.

(I should probably explain the dysfunctional family dynamic I got going no here. My parents, Natasha Romanoff and Clint Barton, adopted me when I was a new born baby after she found me in a lab where some guys where pumping me full of chemicals that ended up giving me a certain advantage, I was...a different person when I'm overwhelmed with emotions. Much like Uncle Bruce and The Hulk, I become this thing that is controlled by her emotions. I've mostly gotten it under control but occasionally I'll go 'Code Blue' and my mum has to calm me down, which is near impossible.

 Nat wanted a kid so bad, but couldn't have one so when she found me she took me in and after a while Clint offered to Co-sign adoption papers. His wife agreed to this and while Clint lives with his wife and kids on a secret farm, I live here, in Stark Tower, with my mum, uncle Bruce, uncle Steve, uncle Bucky, my 'sister' Wanda and my aunt Pepper and Tony...my uncle who pays for everything. So here we are standing in the tower kitchen, arguing over pop tarts and throwing cutlery.)

"Morning Маленькая стрела (Little Arrow), You sleep Okay?" My mum asked as she handed me a plate of toast and a soda." 

"Yeah, listen, Pepper asked if I could give a tour to a group of students, so training will have to wait till later." I informed her taking a bite of my food.

"It's fine, she told me on her way to look for you." Mum shrugged,

"Cool." 

"So, who's the group?" Dad asked.