Spiderson one-shots

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KAREN Doll form ^^^

This takes place after infinity War and Endgame, Peter does NOT know the Avengers, it only took a year to get the people who turned to dust back. There is a slight reference to a/b/o throughout the story. I think that is all...

Peter POV

Waking up in cold sweat I reached down to pet Raza who was nudging me with her nose. Looking over at Lucy I saw her turning one way then another in a fitful slumber. Getting up I went over to her bed in the small room.

After what the news called the infinity war Lucy and I chose to share a room to stop the constant nightmares from occurring. It did not work but it did help us get each other out of the constant fear of them.

Hugging her close I stroked her hair whispering calming things. She sobbed into my shoulder gripping the shirt I wore to bed last night. Looking at the clock I saw it was 12:30, two and a half hours of sleep, better than usual. PTSD became common among people who had experienced becoming dust. The orange place we were often had shadowy hands dragging your face into the thin layer of water (you could not die where ever we were). The hands showed us our worst fears on replay until someone could pull us out. Many people travelled in packs, my pack included Lila, Cooper, Nathaniel, Ariel, Lucy and myself. I had later heard they were all together being kids of the Avengers, I had not seen them since.

Hugging Lucy, I walked into the living room to wake up KAREN's smallest form (it was the size of a doll) and got a snack and hot cocoa for Lucy and myself. I am gonna hate Friday.

~time skip to Friday ~

Peter POV

Peter was NOT happy, Stark Industries was holding a competition for three high school interns. Midtown made it required for all sophomores and up to participate, and you had to stay the night at the tower. A night without Lucy! sweet, innocent, scared Lucy. No one to help with his nightmares and no one to help Lucy with hers, although I could maybe see the rest of pack Omega (a joking name we created claiming we would all probably be Omegas or Betas). I would miss Lucy.

Sighing I hugged her tight "Hey Lil' sis I'm gonna be gone for the night and part of tomorrow for a school trip, that okay?" knowing if she said 'no' I would stay without second thought, ignore if MJ and Ned spammed me with texts for ignoring if my school got angry. I would only worry about her. She hesitated and tightened her grip, then she slowly nodded her headed hesitating with every motion. Slowly pulling away I wiped the falling tears from her eyes. Even though we called each other siblings I had become her father and no one could ever not go numb when their parent or parent figures left for a night or day or week away from family. Hugging her again I kissed her head.

"I will be home soon little Ladybug, my little Lucky-Charm," I came up with random nicknames for most of my pack to take them out of nightmares. It usually worked. Ariel become my little mermaid, Nathaniel became my little spider (he would always be climbing Cooper and my legs and arms), Lila became my dark night (her name means beautiful night (i think)) and Cooper became my little archer.

Grabbing my bags and Raza's (the amazing service dog) leash I ran out of the apartment to catch the subway to school.

At school, I ran to meet with the rest of the sophomores. Grabbing MJ's bag from her she rolled her eyes. MJ would yell at anyone else, but she recognised the action, I was nervous so was using habits from the soul stone.

Once on the bus, I played with my phone sending Lucy funny vines and reassuring quotes. Before I knew it we were outside Avengers Tower. The moment I entered the door I felt someone pulling on my pant leg. Looking down I stared at my little spider, smiling I picked him up. He had probably snuck off from his parents, a habit that was common in the soul stone. Snuggling into my neck no one noticed or asked as this was common among people who were dusted.

When we entered the elevator I gave him a look and whispered 'where is your mom or dad, little monkey?' he innocently smiled. He responded with a lisp common for four-year-olds, "Lila and Coop are with Ariel on the Home floor and Momma was talking to a worker-person, daddy was with the other super people." he seemed proud of being able to say all that and he continued, "Momma sent me to go visit daddy and Coop." I understood the rest. Nathaniel had seen me on his way to his brother and decided we wanted to be with me right now. Adjusting him on my hip I grabbed Raza's leash getting ready for the tour. "hey Nate this is Raza, she is my therapy dog. So, she helps with my Panic Attacks and that stuff. Which means you won't be able to pet her because she is working right now." I said softly he nodded seemingly determined to protect Raza and me.

As we got off the elevator the tour guide smiled at us, she was told before the tour about Raza. "Good morning," she started, "I am Sophie, your tour guide, today we will be visiting some private areas like the penthouse and gym and personal labs of the Avengers." excited whispers broke out and Nate snuggled closer clinging to me like a lifeline. When Sophie looked at Nate she seemed shocked, 'that's Nathaniel Barton, Hawkeye's son.' she whispered to me. I whispered back 'he was part of my pack.' her nod was one of understanding. We continued the tour. Everything was fine, until the penthouse.

When the elevator doors opened, I adjusted now sleeping Nate. When we entered the room chatter increased. Cooper, Lila, Ariel, and four kids I did not know looked up from a game of Uno. When the 14-year-old boy and two ten-year-old girls saw me they sprinted to hug me. With a muffled 'oof' I went down, Nate safely tucked in front of me and the other three holding my waist and legs. Smiling I ruffled Cooper's hair as three of the unknown children laughed, Raza licked my face and the only boy of the unknown group smirked and held out his hand. He spoke in a voice that made me melt and blush at the smooth tone, "you must be Peter, Ariel told me about you. I am Harley Keener-Stark." His smirk was playful and slightly cocky as his shaggy hair slightly blocked his beautiful blue eyes. Whispers flew when he said his last name, taking it all in stride I blushed and said, "y-yeah I am, nice to meet you H-Harley." I said blush growing with his smirk.

Word count: 1180

This will definitely have a part 2, I love how this is going!