When Nick Coulson-Fury is given the chance to finally have a kid of his own with his husband Phil, he doesn't expect to be bombarded with every foster parent trying to be rid of their charges. Who is he to say no to those sad little faces anyway?
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After Nick and Phils present, everyone starting trying to hand T'Challa theirs. The boy took Bucky's first, looking to see a black panther model. It was the sort of trinket you had lying on a shelf in your room, but what made it better was its significance. Bucky had remembered from one of their past conversations about how the black panther represented the dominant cult that outlawed its rivals.
Steve had gotten him a black leather bomber jacket, not unlike one he had left in Wakanda by mistake, yet another thing he'd just casually mentioned. In all honesty, his birthday had never been the topic of any conversation, so these things they were getting him? They were all from memory, which meant they cared. Or they'd asked Shuri. Either way he wasn't getting things he hated, so it was all good.
Tony and Loki had put money together to get him a DVD player for the TV in the room he shared with Thor, though the only one they could get in short notice (as they'd forgotten) was actually a karaoke machine which happened to be able to play movies as well.
Rhodey and Sam had gotten him a virtual reality set, one the three had seen passing it in a shop in a nearby town one day, each stating what sort of reality they'd like to see if using it.
Wanda and Pietro had also, like Tony, Loki, Rhodey, and Sam, bought something between the two of them, which was a GK Lombardi poly tracksuit top and a pair of matching GK Lombardi poly tracksuit bottoms. "Pietro's idea." Wanda stated. "We weren't sure what you liked so we got you something he would have liked."
Thor's choice of present had been an odd one but, after consulting with Nick and Phil, he'd made it work. He'd quite literally adopted a black tabby kitten for the Wakandan, a cute female one with green eyes. "I shall call you Okoye." T'Challa whispered, stroking the creature who was now curled up in his arms.
Natasha had gotten him a book on black panthers along with some black and white nike running shoes. She wasn't very crafty when it came to gifts.
Clints had been an archery set, mostly because he seemed to deny the fact that he might be the only one interested in such a sport.
Peter had gotten the older teen a Lego set from The Jungle Book. "It was the movie you chose." He explained. "I kept all the recommendations and recognised yours from the name tag on your chair. I thought we could maybe build it together." T'Challa had pulled the young boy in for a hug, he was very touched by his motives and would be sure to keep it on a shelf in his room, possibly beside his new black panther model.
Bruce and Scott had gotten the lad an Emporio Armani eagle half zip knit jumper which had been very expensive, but during the time of being at Nick and Phils whilst the husbands had happily given each other the kids pocket money depending on the chores they did (like $5 for putting the wet clothes out on the washing line) and were paid straight after the chore, the parents had also suggested that if they wanted to make their own money then they could get Summer jobs, or even part time jobs once school started. Whilst the older children at the home liked the idea, the younger ones didn't, so it was the people like Bruce and Scott who'd used their own money to buy their foster brother a great gift.
Finally, it was Shuri. The girl nervously handed her present to her brother and watched T'Challa open it. Inside was an incredibly large painting from the dining room of their original home, one that sat behind their fathers chair which had been the head of the table - it'd nearly taken up the whole wall.
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(A/N: Just pretend it's bigger)
"Shuri this is amazing! Sister, I love you so much!" T'Challa pulled his sibling into his arms and began kissing the top of her head. "I love you too, brother." Shuri giggled.
"Come on, dear foster brother. Let's hand your painting now!" Thor encouraged, lifting slightly off the armchair he was sat on. T'Challa nodded and picked up in the painting and held it under one arm, spreading his free hand out for his sister to take.
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(A/N: I know it's not great but I really want to start writing about the school time so here's a time skip to Peters birthday)
Peter yawned as he flipped over in bed. Today was the day. Today was the day he slept in as long as he could, then have everyone pay attention to only him... and get presents. Lots of presents. In fact, he was most looking forward to the presents part. Presents.
"Happy birthday." Peter sat up and stared at his roommate, the Sokovian child still looking half asleep. With wispy white blonde hair falling over his face, the boy threw his head back and ran a hand through it.
"Thanks." Peter grinned, flopping back down. "So... any plans for today?" Pietro asked, leaning up slightly on his arms. Peter shrugged. "Stay in bed as long as possible?" Pietro smirked. "Sounds like a plan."
Their plan, however, didn't last too long as Wanda and Shuri made their way into the boys room a good ten minutes later.
"Can't you go back to bed?" Pietro groaned, throwing his top pillow onto his face. "We could, but we won't. A, it's his birthday," Shuri pointed to Peter. "And B, it's twelve o'clock. Nick and Phil want everyone down for lunch." Wanda finished. "Lunch? I haven't even eaten breakfast." Peter muttered. The girls giggled. "We can all guess whose fault that is." Wanda smiled.
Behind them, the door opened once more. Nick stood there. "I know it's your birthday Peter, buddy, but everyone's eating downstairs." Peter grinned and sat up slightly, pulling his duvet down. "Tony's not." Wanda said, confused. Nick sighed and quickly composed himself. "Come down." He said.
