SpiderMan Avengers One shots Dad!Tony

Spidey

Requested by Wisegirl38

Peter is eight (Sorry if you wanted him to be older)

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When Peter was born he was paralyzed from the waist down, despite Tony and Bruce's expertise they couldn't find a way to heal Tony and Pepper's son. They found ways to work around it, like adding ramps everywhere in the tower even encase the elevator didn't work. 

They made his wheelchair highenough for him to reach all of the counter tops as well as an adjustable seat to get a few inches higher if needed. The wheelchair was red and blue with different white designs on it. 

They let Peter pick out the colors, of course. After they finished making the chair and first gave it to Peter a Spider was laying on the seat so Peter named it 'Spidey' and the name always stuck. The wheelchair was motorized but that feature could be turned off by the Avengers if they needed to steer him somewhere. 

Tony and Bruce have thousands of ideas of things they can do when he is older to make the wheelchairs better for him including adding a touch screen that he could play music from (that feature would be shut off during school hourse besides for texting The Avengers and listening to music) but the Avengers could modify that as well. 

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Peter wheels in from his hallway down a ramp to the kitchen. His eyes have big bags under and his hair is a puffy mess of curls. Tony frowned and ran a hand through his hair. "School is going to be ok, I promise," he whispered into his child's ear. 

Peter had been homeschooled for a while but finally decided to give public schooling a try. To say he was terrified was an understatement. 

Pepper walked up behind his son, sliding a plate of food on the table and placeing a kiss on his hair, "Everything is going to be ok, we will be with you," She says, the other Avengers nod in confirmation. 

The school is allowing three people to come to school with Peter to get him situated for the first half of the day. After a lot of fighting and yelling for the last spot Natasha, Tony, and Pepper would be the ones to go. 

Sadly, Pepper got called to a meeting she couldn't miss and regretfully had to tell Peter she wouldn't be there. He took the news ok, and Steve got to take her place. 

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Peter rolled himself towards the elevator, backpack hanging off the hook on his wheelchair and the three disguesed adults following him. Each Avenger that wasn't going gave him a tight hug and a good luck before he left. 

"Do you know what I learn in science? I hope I learn something cool!" The young boy exclaimed, a hint of excitment breaking through the fear. 

"I don't know, buddy, but in any case I can teach you something cool in the labs," Tony smiled at his genius kid and ruffled his hair again. 

"Are you excited?" Natasha asked earning a small glare from Steve as he was going to ask the same question. 

"Yeah, I'm a little nervous though. What if they don't like me?" Peter whispers the last part looking down at his lap. 

Natasha shakes her head and Steve speaks in a reassuring voice, "They are going to love you," 

"Damn straight," Tony says nodding towards Steve. 

"Language," Steve snaps, not wanting his young nephew to be exposed to bad words that Tony and Pepper often used. Pepper usually had a reason to swear so Steve never 'languaged' her but he was also a little to scared to do so. Same with Natasha. 

You don't want to set them off, or both of them off at the same time. Steve practically shivers at the thought. 

Once the elevator opens, the family walks out and through the front doors, anxiety coursing through them. 

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The hallways are filled with loud students, Peter's smile faulters but he calms at a soothing touch from his father. 

"My cubby is 218," Peter says looking down at his schedule in his hands. 

A few students give Peter strange looks and the Avengers glare at them causing them to run away from the adults. 

As Peter reaches his cubby Tony helps him put his backpack on the hook and grabs his books from the bag. Natasha and Steve place one hand on each of his shoulders and he smiles gratefully. 

With the books in his lap the four of them walk into the classroom filled with minni chairs and desks. They walk to one located in the middle of the room with his name on it, some of his supplies are already on the inside from the other day as well. 

Peter looks around at the other young kids in his class, worried, worried that they won't like him. 

"Everything is going to be ok, Peter," Tony whispers, Steve and Natasha still have a hand on his shoulder and Tony has a hand on the back of his neck slowly rubbing him. 

All of a sudden, a young kid comes running up towards Peter. The adults tense slightly but don't say or do anything. 

"Oh my gosh! We have the same shirt! You like Star Wars too? And look our desks are across from each other! Is this your first year here? Do you want to sit by me at lunch? I'm Ned!" A smile spreads across Peter's face. 

Tony, Natasha, and Steve share a look of proudness. 

Peter is going to be ok. 

Just before class started the Avengers left Peter at school, they were a little hesitant but knew he was going to be ok. After all, Peter and Ned seemed to be getting along amazingly. Who knows? Maybe they will turn out to be best friends.