Crazy Super-Gay Peter Parker One-shots

The Not-So Perks of Having Super Hearing

This was a request given to me by @Http-CallMeDal a couple days ago. I hope this is what they wanted, if not i can always rewrite it differently.

If you read the request above then it will probably give away most of the chapter.

Warnings: Swearing, mentions of porn, very cringey.

Ships: IronStrange
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Peter Stark-Strange was freaking out.

All the teenager could think was 'holy shit I'm going to die!'

No, Peter was not fighting some villian or trapped under another warehouse, but he did have a test.

Yes, the bane of every single student's existence and, to make things worse, Peter had completely forgotten about it until Ned texted him.

So Peter, wanting nothing more then to disappear off the face of the Earth, sat on his kitchen floor crying.

It wasn't unusual for the 15 year old to be found next to the dishwasher eating a tub of ice-cream whenever he got stressed. A lot of the time the Avengers would just walk out of the room and order food from the local Pizza shop, but today was different.

Stephen and Tony, both of which were considering just calling their son in sick, stared at Peter tiredly.

It was 4am and neither of them wanted to comfort the emotional teen, but they knew they had to.

"Look kid, you need to put the ice-cream down and tell us what's wrong." Tony yawned, sitting at the kitchen table.

"I have a test and i didn't study. And Ned only just told me. And it's worth 70% of my grade! Everything isn't coming up Milhouse..." Peter sighed, quoting one of the many episodes of The Simpsons he had watched.

Stephen, conjuring a cup of tea out of thin air, thought for a minute. "Why don't you think of all the positive things about this test?"

"Well it is my favourite subject, Science. Oh, and we are allowed to listen to music while we do the test!" Peter smilec, calming down from his panicked state.

"See, it won't be so bad. Plus Tony and I are picking you up early today so that we can vist Pepper in California." Stephen grinned, drinking the last of his tea.

Peter picked uo the ice-cream and jumped up. "Yeah, you're right!"

"So what are you going to do!" Stephen shouted, raising his cup of tea into the air.

"Beat my science teacher up for not reminding me about the test!" Peter responded, cackling evilly.

Stephen looked alarmed and dropped his cup. "No!"

"I'm joking, I'm joking. I will slay that motherfucking test and re-name it Bob-Bitch to show my glory." Peter anounced, putting the ice-cream back in the frezer.

Stephen, after making two portals so that the cup returned to his hand, nodded slightly. "That is a respectible answer."

With that Peter dramatically sashayed out of the room like a true queen, leaving his parents in the now quiet kitchen.

Tony, having stayed silent through the whole conversation, looked at his husband. "I'm so glad I married you."

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Peter strutted into the school later that day. Running on an hour of sleep, 4 tubs of ice-cream, a box of pop tarts and a bottle of coke, the boy was an exited mess.

The amount of sugar he had just consumed was enough to make his superpowers go haywire. His Spidey senses were going off like crazy, he was sticking to anything he touched, and his hearing was going nuts.