Peter was working through some equations for at least four hours now. And he had been Spidermanning for about three days and going to school. And he had Declathon from three to five, which the Spiderling didn’t miss, no he actually went. From there he stopped five muggings and a shooting. Long story short, the kid has been pretty busy.
Peter let out a yawn, and rubbed his eyes. Tony slightly smiled as he watched his kid try to fight the sleepiness. Tony felt his heart swell with pride, his kid. It really did have a nice ring to it.
After five minutes of yawning and trying to stay awake, Peter’s eyes drooped and he almost fell out of his chair. Tony muttered, “Always leaving your old man to catch you, huh Pete?”
He gently scooped up Peter, and carried the lightweight to his bed. He spoke gently, with a hint of laughter, “Y’know kid, you’re lighter than you look.” Peter nodded, yawning as he said, “‘m fine Mister Stark.” And that lying bastard yawned again!
Tony shook his head, “When was the last time you slept?” Peter shook his head with false innocence, “I dunno.” Tony asked, “Should I ask Karen then?” Peter shook his head, slurring his words as he spoke, “Mi’ter Stark! That’s ‘ot fair!” He weakly pointed a finger at his carrier and laughed, “Cheater!”
(r u sure bout dah?)
Tony chuckled, “Alright Spidey, but we gotta rest now yeah?”
Peter nodded, mumbling something along the lines of “stay with me”, and who was Tony to deny this adorable child?
So that’s what Tony did, he curled up with Peter, gently stroking Peter’s hair, running his calloused fingers through Peter’s smooth curls, pressing his back against his chest, and the two fell into a good sleep.
A/N: Y'all better be ready for the next one.
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Kid, tell me what happened: The Sequel
Fanfiction["I'm only one call away, and I'll be there to save the day. Superman's got nothing on me.] This is the continuation of my previous oneshots book "Kid, tell me what happened". I write Irondad and Spiderson. And some with other Avengers too. If you...
