Spiderson & IronDad One-Shots

I Broke More Than The Window

Steve smiled at Tony from across the table as the news flicked on and talked about how the Avengers had saved New York once more.

"Guess how we did that, Tony."

"Together," Tony rolled his eyes but smiled nonetheless at the blonde headed man. Steve smiled back at him. The two Avengers left the room to the main area, the living room, to see the rest of the team.

"Where is Nat?" Tony immediately asked.

"Training area," Clint answered.

"Already?" Steve asked, worried as always.

"She's cleaning up her weapons and putting them up. She said she'd be back super quickly." Tony merely nodded before heading to the bar and pouring himself a quick drink.

"I promise this is just for victory," He chuckled. Rhodey rolled his eyes but kept them on the TV. Bruce came in with Bucky who had a bandage wrapped around his head.

"Well, he's gonna be okay. I glued the wound shut and-."

"Sir, very sorry to interrupt but Peter Parker has injuries such as-," FRIDAY urgently notified Tony. Tony cut off FRIDAY. Tony stood on shaky wild legs and immediately put on his IronMan suit.

"Where the hell is he?!" Steve, Clint, Nat, Bucky, Rhodey, and Sam were all ready for wherever they were going to follow Tony to.

     "He busted through you're lab window, sir."

     Tony sprinted even though he was in his metal suit. The whole team following close behind as they entered the lab.

     Peter whipped his head to the entrance to see Tony, Steve, Nat, Clint, Bruce, Bucky, Sam, and Rhodey came running in. Peter went eyes wide as the practically spilled into the room and made their way to him.

     "I'm sorry I broke the window! I thought FRIDAY would have told you it was just me! I'm sorry!" Peter was holding his left side and cradling his arm. He had a limp too. There was a darker spot where blood had began to sink into the suit. His left arm was hooked around to hold it while his right arm held onto his left. His right leg was cut. Half of his face mask was torn and you could see scratch marks where it was tore off. His eye was wide with fear. The Avengers were confused and worried.

     "Pete, we sure in hell aren't mad or even worried about the window. What the hell happened to you?" Tony asked as he stepped to Peter, glass crunching underneath the suit. Peter was about to say something when a squawk made everyone whip their heads to the broken window.

     "What is that?!" Sam shouted as his glasses went over his eyes and his wings readied.

     "The thing I'm fighting. It literally just ripped me from the sky," Peter cried. The winged creature flew into the side of the building and Peter jumped on it. It squawked and flapped it's wings, destroying the lab. The Avengers went at it. Clint got an arrow through it eye. It went limp. Peter let out a breath and backed away from it.

    "Bruce," Tony demanded.

     "Oscorp." Bruce confirmed. Tony growled and kicked the creatures head with his boot.

     "Pete, hey, lets get you fixed up," Tony stepped out of his suit, "come on."

    Peter gasped as he put weight on his leg. Sam was next to him and helped him stand. "Come on, Kid." Sam encouraged. The two walked/limped into the med bay. Tony's suit bots took care of the creature and began replacing everything in the lab.

     "Pete, the suit has to come off. What you got on?" Tony asked as he stepped out of his suit. Nat rose a brow at the humor.

     Peter turned red, "I - uh- I have um b-boxers." Tony smiled and patted Peters chest but sighed.

     "Well, that's enough." Tony pressed the spider on the suit then began to pull it off. It was stuck to Peter at his side where the blood was at. Tony winced at the sound it made. Peter whimpered and groaned at it. Tony stopped midway. "Pete, you alright there?" Tony asked. Bruce was wincing with him. Steve and Bucky has their arms crossed with worried glances. Nat and Clint stood by each other and observed and bit the inside of their cheeks. Sam was practically gagging. Rhodey just had a worried gaze.

     "J-Just get it off." Peter managed to grit out between his teeth. Tony nodded and peeled it the rest of the way off. Peter was breathing heavily. Nat moved over in a motherly trance and took his hand after the suit went past his torso.

     "It's okay, Nat's here." Peter nodded at her and looked her in the eyes. Tony removed the suit completely and grew angry as he saw the nasty puncture wound on the teens side. Bucky punched a wall, putting a dent in it.

    "Hey, I have to replace that!" Tony spat. Bucky huffed. Tony knew he was just pissed. Bruce began cleaning around the wounds so that they could get a full perspective of the situation.

     Bruce sighed when he looked at Peters arm, "Tony, he broke his arm in two places." Tony looked at Peter.

     "I broke more than your window," Peter whined. Tony just smiled and ran a hand through the boys hair.

     "Forget the damn window, kid. Thanks for coming here for help." Peter winced at that and Tony rose a brow, "what was that look for?"

     "The winged freak actually threw me into your building. I didn't really plan on . . . you know . . . stopping by," Peter was biting his lip as he watched his mentors face.

     Tony ran a hand through his hair then down his face, "ah kid." Nat smiled at the two interacting until Peter let out a cry. Tony immediately went to the boys side.

    "Sorry," Bruce mumbled, "I had to move it back in place." Bruce gestured to Peters foot. The boy groaned and his head rolled to face Tony.

     "Lets get this wrapped up."

     After two hours of completely patching Peter up, the whole team sat in the living room. Peter had only plad pajama pants on. His torso was wrapped completely in gauze. A red spot where his wound is. His foot was also wrapped. His arm in a sling. Tony let the boy lay his head on his chest as the entire team watched Star Wars. The one where they wrapped wires around the walking machines legs.

     "So, who's up for some ass kicking on these Oscorp people?" Bucky asked as he rose from his seat. Clint raised his hand along with everyone else. Peter rolled his eyes.

     "I'm not dead! I'm fine. Forget about them." Peter grumbled. Bucky cracked his knuckles.

     "Oh, I don't think so." Peter smiled at his somewhat uncle.

     "Don't kill anyone."

     "Deal!"