Irondad Oneshots

Memoirs.

"Mr Stark! Mr Stark!" Peter bounced into the living room, tossing his backpack on the table.

"Mr Parker! Mr Parker!" Tony replied without missing a beat.

Not to be deterred, Peter flopped down on the couch beside his mentor, grinning up into Tony's face. "So I've been thinking-"

"Always a dangerous pastime."

Peter scowled playfully. "C'mon Mr Stark. I'm serious."

"Hi Serious," Tony grinned. "I'm dad."

Peter stilled, wide eyes focused intently on Tony. "What?"

His voice was high pitched with surprise.

Tony ran his fingers through the teenagers hair, completely ignoring the last few seconds. "You were thinking-?"

"Oh." Peter shook his head, excited expression returning. "So I had an idea."

"Let me get pen and paper to record this momentous occasion."

"Tonyyyyy." Peter whined. "Shush."

"Did you just shush me?" Tony asked incredulously. "Did a shooshing sound just leave your lips, directed at me?"

Peter clapped his hand over the older man's mouth. "Would you just listen to me?"

Tony threw his hands in the air. "Fine. Fine. What fantastic idea did you have, Spiderbaby?"

Peter moved his hand, folding his arms across his chest. "So I want to make a book, see, and I had a great idea for it. So a book of memes, called, 'Peter Parker's book of meme-oirs'. Awesome, right?"

"Kid?"

"Yeah?"

"No."