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

Driving Lessons

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3rd Person POV

Peter was over the moon today, he was going to receive driving lessons from the one and only, Tony Stark! A.K.A. Dad for Pete. His son had been requesting for a very long time and since Peter's birthday was on the 10th (which was tomorrow) Tony thought, 'Why not?'.

"I can't wait, dad!" Peter jumped up and down while throwing his arms up in an excited gesture. Tony just chuckled at his adorable son. The two walked down to the vast garage where Tony stored all his cars. "Choose one," Tony said to his son while gesturing to the many Lamborghinis, Ferraris and Jeeps.

Peter made a worried look. "I can't choose any of those! They're too expensive. What if I crash one of them?" Peter exclaimed, he looked at his dad, anxiety evident in his eyes. "You won't crash, I'll be sitting right next to you, okay kid?" Tony comforted his son while rubbing Peter's back. Peter nodded hesitantly.

"Why don't you choose this one?" Tony pointed at the red and gold Lamborghini; he chuckled to himself and Peter raised an eyebrow. "Did you know, that car gave me the inspiration for my suit," He informed an awestruck Peter. "O-Okay," Peter said as they walked into the car. They both got in and wore their seat belt.

"Okay, kid, turn the key to start the ignition," Tony pointed at the key. Peter nodded taking deep breaths. He turned the key and heard the engine roar. "Now put your hands on the wheel, 10 and 2, that's it," Tony smiled at his son with pride. In a matter of time, Peter was driving along the highway, "I-I'm doing it," He whispered as he steered the wheel as steadily as he could. "I'm doing it!" Peter exclaimed.

He lost control of the wheel but recovered quickly. "I shouldn't really shout," Peter mumbled, then the two of them chuckled at the statement. "Stop here," Tony pointed at a near McDonalds restaurant. Peter nodded and safely and turned into the parking lot, where he parked safely. "What would you like?" Tony asked his son.

"Just some fries would be nice, and a caramel McFlurry," Peter answered, smiling at his dad. Tony nodded and left the car to get his order. Peter smiled at himself, he accomplished his driving lesson! Just then, from the rear view mirror, he saw Flash and his goons walking towards the car. Peter inwardly groaned.

"Awesome! Look at that car!" Flash exclaimed, touching the side of the Lamborghini. He knocked on the window a few times. Peter rolled the window with a raised eyebrow and the rest of their jaw dropped. "P-Peter, you own this car?" Flash stuttered out, staring wide-eyed at Peter. He just nodded in response.

Just then, Tony walked to the car with their McDonalds meal. "Hey, Peter. Is that some of your school friends?" His dad questioned, gesturing over to the boys. "Uh, yeah dad. Just some friends," Peter responded, slightly glaring at Flash. "Um, w-well, see you later P-Peter, and M-Mr Stark," Flash gave an awkward smile before their group made a run for it.

"They sure are some weird friends," Tony said as he entered the car, handing the fries and McFlurry to his son. Peter just snorted. Tony devoured his cheeseburger with a huge beam and Peter just rolled his eyes. "I'm going to go to the bathroom, okay?" Tony said stepping out of the car once again. "Sure," Peter responded.

What he didn't know was that the McFlurry cup was leaking. One single drip trickled down onto the floor of the car, then it rolled all the way inside of a hole and entered the engine. Suddenly, the car gave a huge roar and Peter furrowed his eyebrows. "Wha-?" Before he could finish his sentence, the car started driving on its own.

Peter tried his best to stop the car, but nothing worked. He grabbed his phone and called his dad with shaking hands.

"Hey, kid? Where are you? I've been looking for the car but-"

Peter interrupted his dad and screamed.

"DAD! THE CAR IS DRIVING BY ITSELF AND I CAN'T DO ANYTHING! IM NOT EVEN TOUCHING THE STEERING WHEEL!"

Tony started to transform into his Iron Man suit and fly in the air. "Hey, Friday. Locate the car's GPS," Tony stuttered out as he was frantically searching for his son. "I can't seem to find the signal, it seems that the car has disabled the GPS signal by itself," Friday responded. Tony's heart was pounding against his chest.

"Avengers! Peter is in a self-driving car! Gear up so we can get my son!" Tony screamed through the call and the Avengers wasted no time and geared up. They frantically searched everywhere for their favourite child. Then, on the news, it showed that a red and gold Lamborghini was driving around New York City in full speed, about a dozen police cars and helicopters following it.

The Avengers ran to the said spot and saw the car. Tony blasted some concrete in front of the car to stop it from hitting the citizens. "Stop! The car is driving by itself! The kid is doing nothing!" Steve shouted at the police, who slowly lowered their guns. Wanda used all over magic to stop the already damaged car as safely as possible, she wanted Peter to come out safe. Hulk managed to assist Wanda by holding the car down, safely too.

The car stopped but it had a lot of dents, dirt and holes in it. Tony ran up to the car and took an unconscious Peter out. His head was bleeding and his face had dirt on it. Tony's eyes filled with tears at the state of his son. Bruce turned back and called his team of paramedics. They took the unconscious Peter into the van.

(づ◔ ͜ʖ◔)づ After a few days

Tony waited in the hospital room, clutching his son's unconscious hand. The beeps of the machine filling the atmosphere. Suddenly, Peter's hands started to move and his eyebrows furrowed. Tony looked at his son with teary eyes. The Avengers came in and smiled at the boy as he woke up from his coma.

"I-I'm sorry Mr Stark," Peter whispered. "I'm sorry about the car," He whispered again. Tony just smiled at his son. "First of all, it wasn't your fault, the car was broken," Tony said, clutching his son's hand a bit harder. "And second off, I don't care if the car was broken. I can buy a new one, but you," Tony stopped for a second, looking into his son's chocolate brown eyes.

"You are irreplaceable."