Narrator's POV
"Urgh..." Peter groaned as made his way downstairs in his pajamas. His hair was a mess.
Stephen and Tony were already up.
Stephen was making breakfast, and Tony was letting Rex and Sassy out.
"Oh, good morning Peter." Stephen said as he poured some beat eggs into a pan, making it sizzle.
"What time is it?" Peter asked, yawning.
"It's almost eleven." Peter said.
"You're up late kiddo." Tony said.
"Well, yeah. It's summer." Peter said. "No alarms to wake up to."
"Is Oliver up?" Stephen asked.
"I'm not sure. I wasn't awake enough to hear anything, and my spidey senses are out of wack from the lack of sleep."
"Lack of sleep?" Tony asked.
"Yeah, Wade and I spent all night playing Plants Vs. Zombies all night trying to beat the game." Peter explained.
"Oh. Thank you for that helpful information." Stephen said. "Guess who's not keeping their gaming console in their room anymore."
"What? I mean. I was reading." Peter said.
"Nice try, but we talked about this Peter." Tony said.
"But dads! It's summer!" Peter said.
"That doesn't mean you should stay up past your bed time. Your brain still needs sleep and rest in order to finish developing." Stephen said.
"Okay, but a few days won't hurt." Peter said.
"Maybe not you, but when you're screaming "GET HIM! GET HIM!" at three in the morning, you're hurting others." Tony said.
"Yes, your father and I need our sleep to get up early in the morning." Stephen said. "And Oliver needs it too."
"Hm?" Oliver asked, making his way downstairs with Sleeper behind him. He was still wearing his pirate costume.
Sleeper was wearing one too.
"Good morning sweetie." Stephen said. "Good morning Sleeper." He smiled. "How'd you sleep?"
"Good." Sleeper said.
"Playing pirate this morning?" Tony asked.
"No. Last night." Oliver said. "We fell asleep halfway through the game."
"Oh, so you boys had a late night?" Stephen asked.
"Yeah." Oliver nodded, taking a seat at the table.
Sleeper joined him too.
"Sounds like fun." Stephen said.
"What? How come he can stay up late yelling and jumping around, but I can't play video games?" Peter asked.
"Peter." Tony raised a brow.
"This is unfair." Peter crosses his arms and took a seat at the table next to Sleeper.
"Whoa, you have a metal arm?" Sleeper asked.
Peter looked at him, raising a brow. "Oh. Yeah." Peter said, extending it out for Sleeper to see. "Pretty cool, huh?"
"Yeah." Sleeper smiled.
"Wheres Wade?" Stephen asked.
"Probably asleep still." Peter said.
YOU ARE READING
The Dadsandwich
FanfictionIf you look closely on the cover you can se how Oliver has written his name and drawn himself in blue crayon(his favorite).