Iron Dad Oneshots (Under Editing)

I Dream Of A Happy Home pt.2

So now that I'm almost fully recovered from exhaustion and being overworked I'm giving yall a chapter lmao. Sorry about the long wait.

Peter woke up on the couch, a blanket covering him. He wanted to go right back to sleep but instead cracked open his eyes to glance around. There was a man sitting on the floor, silently playing Mario Cart. Wait, HOLY SHIT THAT'S HAWKEYE. He felt someone shift by his feet, so he glanced over and TONY FUCKING STARK!  Peter sat up quickly, not remember any of the events from last night yet. He vaulted himself over the couch and ran for his life. Why else would he be in the Avengers tower if they weren't going to kill him?

Rip: Beter Barker. Bark Bark

Peter wasn't even looking at where he was going, his mind flurried with two words. Get out.

IM SSJGYUGDJHSI MY FREAKING COUSIN COMES UP THE STAIRS SINGING HALLELUJAH AND JUST STOPS AT HIS DOOR AND SINGS IT SO OBNOXIOUSLY LOUD UNTIL I LOOK OVER AND HE HOLDS UP A PLATE OF NASTY LOOKING STUFF AND GOES "GOT FOOD" THEN JUST LEAVES INTO HIS ROOM

He ran as fast as he could until he slammed into something. He fell on his back heavily, getting the air knocked out of him. 

"Oh shoot, sorry, son, I didn't see you there," CAPTAIN FUCKING AMERICA JUST APOLOGIZED TO HIM. 

"Oh thank God, STEVE FOUND HIM," Peter looked up to see an out of breath Tony Stark.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~Time Skip Because I'm Fucking Lazy~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

They had Peter sitting at the table. Steve was standing behind him, and Tony and Clint were sitting next to him.

"So, you're not going to kill me?"

"Jesus Christ, No!" Tony sighed heavily. Clint was snickering into his hand. Peter relaxed.

"Oh,"

"Alright, now that we got that cleared up, Do you want some breakfast?" and yall know how everything goes from there. The end.

And I oop