The Dadsandwich

Sneaky Quickie

Narrator's POV

"Okay, wait, so we're just going to the beach now?" Stephen asked.

"Yup." Tony said.

"But were all the way in Michigan." Bruce said.

"It's a road trip. I said we'd go everywhere." Tony said.

"Did you say the beach?" Thor asked, smiling.

"Yes I did." Tony said.

"I love the beach! All the sand, the waves. The breeze." Thor said.

"See, someone's excited." Tony said.

"So we're gonna be on the road till we make it to the beach?" Stephen asked, looking at a map. "Tony, that's like three days."

"Oh relax. We'll see plenty of other places on our way. I've already booked hotels on the way." Tony explained. "There'll be plenty of things to see."

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After several hours on the road, Tony decided to make their first stop on the way to spend the night at a hotel.

This hotel was huge, not to mention full of family activities. They had mini golf, an indoor/outdoor pool, an arcade, ping pong, pool table and so much more.

Peter laughed as he splashed in the pool with Wade. He saw Venom and Eddie and Scott talking near by in the pool as well.

"Hey, Uncle Eddie!" Peter called.

Eddie turned to him.

Peter climbed on Wade's shoulders. "Let's play chicken!" He called.

"Oh, you're on!" Scott said. "Eddie give me a lift!" He said.

"Granted." Venom said, lifting Scott on their shoulders.

"You're going down kid." Eddie said.

"Try me old man." Wade said.

"Ha!" Peter and Scott clashed, trying to push each other over.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! Bruce." Thor rushed over to Bruce's side.

"Hm?" Bruce looked back at him. He was just getting in the pool. "Oh, hi Thor."

"Are you sure swimming is what you'd like to do now?" Thor asked. "There's too many people in here. Not to mention the water's-"

"Thor. I can swim." Bruce said. "I can take care of myself."

"Are you sure?" Thor asked.

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"Nice." Wanda nodded as Carol had just made a hole in one.

"Thanks." Carol smiled. "I've been playing this game for a while."

"How do you play with such a small club?" Valkyrie asked.

"That's nothing."

"Hm?" The girls turned to whoever had said that.

It was Clint.

"Watch this!" Clint said. "Fore!" He yelped and swung his club. He sent a ball flying.

It bounced off a small windmill, onto the hotel's wall, over a small fountain, and around the curve of the hole.

"You missed." Valkyrie said.

"Did I?" Clint asked, raising a brow.

He tapped his club and the ball slowly, but surely, fell in the hole.