Avengers One-shots | CRACK-FIC | MARVEL AU ✔

Furry Little Friends

{A/N} GaMeRs ArE qUaKiNg! My new Harry Potter fanfiction is out, so please take the time to read it! This story was suggested by SirCocoPuff (I like that name :D) and it is also dedicated to her! 

Peter POV

I walked home from school one afternoon, school is so tiring! And I don't get to spend time with Aunt May do often because of all the homework. But I need to impress my teachers with my homework and schoolwork, I'm in such a pickle!

I walked through the grassy lane of the forest, sighing deeply to myself; silence enveloped me, save the soothing wind blowing through my mane, and the crunch of the snapping twigs I stepped on. The silence was all I could hear, until...

"Shh, Piglet! Peter Robinson will hear us!" I heard a very, deep voice in a whisper-shout. I turn my head to the source of the sound, behind the many trees it came from. Deep into the woods. Curiosity had gotten the best of me and I decided to abandon my pathway and walk towards the assemblage of trees.

I walk in between the trees and look around for the man, or woman, or child, or whatever it was! There were many miniature size footprints, imprinted on the forest floor, ones that didn't look human too.

"I caaaan't waaaalk anymooore," a tired, sleepy voice moaned. I could hear the many trots and gallops, then a thud. "Eeyore! We need to go, we can't risk Peter Robinson hearing us! We can hop, and hop, and hop all the way!" Another voice cheered, howling after it said the sentence and there was a sort of bouncing sound.

"Not so loud, Tigger! Unless you want us to get caught!" A gruff voice snapped, before hooting and taking off. That was it, I couldn't stand not wanting to know who those things are. How did they know my name? And why do their names sound so familiar? I run after the source of the sounds and I only caught a glimpse of a green cape jumping into a hole in a tree trunk, before disappearing.

I rub my eyes and blink three times, did that just happen? How did it jump through the hole? I run towards the same tree and look through the hole. It's some kind of door! I can kind of fit in through the hole. I look to my right and left in case anyone else sees, before jumping through the same hole and landing with a thud.

(づ◔ ͜ʖ◔)づ On the other side of a tree trunk.

I looked up to see many different creatures staring at me with wide eyes. I stand up abruptly and stare at the creatures. "Winnie? Tigger? Eeyore? Mr Rabbit? Piglet? Kanga? Roo? Mr Owl?" I questioned, pointing at the said people. "Hello, Peter Robinson!" Roo exclaims, hugging my leg. "You've grown!" He exclaims again.

I chuckle at his comment and smile, "My old friends." They all smile and hug my legs. 

Winnie had a long, golden mane, and he had a red cape on his back, he also wore a lightning bolt logo t-shirt, he also had a toy hammer, strapped to his back.

Tigger had a black and purple suit on, his purple sunglasses laid on his head and he had a wooden bow with a plunger strapped to his back, resembling a bow and arrow.

Kanga had fiery, red hair and a black suit, and many toy gadgets, such as the toy walky-talky.

Roo had a red, blue and white star logo on his jumper, and he had the same logo on his shield, which was also strapped to his back. God, how many things are strapped on their backs?

Eeyore wore a red and gold jumper, but he looked tired and moody (like always) and had slumped shoulders, he also had a jetpack, probably because he doesn't walk a lot.

Mr Rabbit wore a green cape, with a gold helmet on his head, and he had a spear on his back. He had slick, black hair which fell back. He also had a green cape, probably the one that I took a glimpse of before.

Piglet was a green pig. Weird, but I didn't really care. He had a green fist logo on his shirt and had purple shorts.

Mr Owl had brown, long hair (up to his chin) but it was done up in a bun, and he had a peculiar red star on his right wing, but I never questioned him about it. His right wing was also grey, I wonder why?

"Peter Robinson-" Piglet said, but I interrupted him. "Peter is fine," I said, smiling at the little pig. He hesitated before speaking again, "A-are you sure? I-I mean I can a-at least call you M-Mr Robinson-" I cut him again. "Peter is fine, Piglet." I fell to my knees and stroked his ear. He calmed down slightly and gave a nervous smile. I just beamed at him like a proud father, and I had no idea why. 

"Peter lets play a game!" He exclaimed slightly, and I chuckled. "How about a game of hide and seek?" They all nodded eagerly at my answer and we all ran off into the field to play.

I never even noticed that I had a British accent instead of an American one!