I am so sorry
Why am I even writing this
Okay
Endgame spoilers
Dont read if you either haven't seen it or if it will completely destroy you
Possible triggers, proceed with extreme caution
On with the story
You hath been warned ...
3rd person
It was pretty sunny for a day in May. Most of the kids were on summer break now ( God I wish I was), and were having fun at arcades and theme parks.
Apart from one dysfunctional family. Instead of having fun at arcades and theme parks, they were gathered around one big table, remembering a loved one.
"He was a great man, you know, he never let us down, always did what he thought was best. He was a great father to many, not just to morgan." Said a strawberry blonde woman, Pepper Potts.
"People think he was a cocky, arrogant playboy who abused his role as iron man, and was an alcoholic. But the truth is, Tony Stark was a great man, he did what was best for the team, and when he made a mistake, he made sure that it was fixed." Said Bruce, quietly.
Everyone at the table had red rings around their eyes from crying, but one curly haired, doe eyed boy stood out. He had dark circles as well as the red, and he was extremely pale. It was now his turn to say a few words to the old mini arc reactor at the centre of the table.
He stood up and took in a shaky breath. Wiping his eyes, he began to speak.
"Mr stark was... uh. He.... um. I...uh. He was a great man, uh." Peter took a deep breath in, his mouth dry.
I cant do this he thought.
"I'm sorry" he said, before running out of the room.
"Peter, wait!" Shouted Harley, one of his best friends, and ran after him.
**time skip**
"Hey, Mr Stark." A quiet voice almost whispered. A small figure was knelt in front of a grave, holding a small red and gold figure in his hands.
"Happy birthday. We all miss you so much. I think of you every day, and nobody bar Harley knows what I'm feeling. Heck, even he doesn't know properly. I see you everywhere, yet I dont see you at all. It's hard being spiderman without your mentoring, you know? School is okay, I guess. I'm still the top of my class, even though it's hard to focus. Nobody will stop talking about... then... and it's hard. Next year I'm going to MIT though, I thought i will follow in your footsteps.
I guess the real reason I'm here is that-"
"Peter! I finally found you!" Shouted Harley from across the graveyard, running up to Peter, who was silently sobbing.
"Happy birthday Mr Stark." Whispered peter, placing the red and gold figure on Tony's grave. It was a figure of iron man that Peter had been making over the span of a few months. He then stood up and turned to Harley, who immediately engulfed him in a hug.
"I'm sorry for walking out, Harl, I just couldn't handle it... it's too soon." Peter sobbed
"I know Pete. I know."
And the two hugged and went back home, and then were engulfed in a group hug.
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I hope this didnt destroy you as much as it destroyed me
It's still too soon
It's still traumatizing
I haven't cried since I watched it
Welp
HAVE A GOOD DAY
AND HAPPH BIRTHDAY TONYYY
YOU ARE READING
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