Iron Dad Oneshots (Under Editing)

Voicemails

Aka '5 Memorable Voicemails That Peter Left for Tony & 1 Tony Left for Him'

So, I'm in the process of moving lol. So have this that I wrote in a ball of stress, procrastinating homework. We also found out that I apparently suck at taking care of myself? Anywayyyy

THIS TALKS ABOUT TONY BEING DEAD SO READ CAUTIOUSLY GUYS

 1

"Hey, Mr. Stark. It's uh, it's Peter," there was a sigh. A fan was blowing on the background.

"God, this is so dumb. You're never going to come back, there's no fucking cure for death," there was a long pause.

"But I miss you. And I miss our lab days and our talks. I even miss you putting all those dumb protocols in my suit. I just miss you," Peter was definitely crying now. There was a sniffle, then a rustle, before Peter came back on.

"May said that I needed to find a way to channel my feelings. Something about me being too reckless. Anyway, that's why I'm calling. I don't... I don't know how to feel about it yet," this time, the silence lasted for a while.

"If you were alive, you'd probably be yelling at me for being up this late on a school night, so, goodnight, I guess. Feel free to come back any time. It would be greatly appreciated, by everyone," the phone clicked off, ending the first voice message.

2

There was a lot of rustling before Peter's voice was heard.

"Hey, Mr. Stark. I finally built up the courage to meet Morgan today. She's a lot like you, ya know?" Peter sniffed.

"She... she definitely has your brains. Giving you a run for your money," Peter let out a wet sob.

"She's so beautiful, Tony. She looks just like you. She's amazing," Peter's voice cracked.

"She misses you too, by the way. All of us do," there was a distant shout before the voicemail ended abruptly

3

This time, there was distant honking and wind blowing through the speakers.

"Hey, Tony. Wow, that feels weird," there was a little chuckle from Peter. A sniff, then he continued.

"I uh, just got done patrolling. I met this kid, reminded me of Morgan. Poor thing was so lost. I helped her find her dad. You'll never believe what happened after that though, When I took her to her dad, he had your whole goatee thing going. It was insane," Peter's grin was evident even through the phone. There was a sigh.

"Pepper's been spending a lot of time with me recently. So has Happy. It's, weird. I'm still not even used to being a big brother figure to Morgan yet," there was a snort.

"You know what she told me yesterday? She said that she's been telling all of the kids at school that she has a big brother now. Apparently no one is believing her, so I might have to pick her up from school one of these days, just to shut those kids up," there was silence. Then, another sigh.

"I should head home now. May will be getting worried. Lo- uh, bye, Mr. Stark," the call ended.

4

"Tony! You'll never believe what happened! We won the decathlon tournament! Pepper, Morgan, and Happy all came to watch. They took me for ice cream afterward. Morgan told me how she wanted to be on the decathlon team when she gets to high school. It was fun. I can't remember the last time I smiled that much since, well, yeah," there were voices in the background.

"I keep hoping that one day you'll be able to watch me win again. That would be amazing," there was a soft, longing, sigh.

"Peter! The movies starting!" No doubt that that was Morgan's voice.

"Coming!" Peter called out. The call ended.

5

"Wow, okay," Peter sounded flustered.

"It's been a while, huh?" there was a silence like he was waiting for a reply.

"I looked at colleges today. So far none have really appealed to me. I am honesty thinking MIT might be the only option for me. That rhymed," Peter stated blandly.

"Morgan entered fourth grade today. She was a little upset, but I helped her calm down," the sound of a door shutting.

"I'm a junior now. It's a little rough. I feel like I have so much responsibility, yet none whatsoever. How does that work?" there was a sarcastic snort.

"Pepper gave me a present that you had made for me before you died, for when I entered the junior year. I haven't brought myself to open it yet. I'm kind of scared. You knew me so well," Peter cleared his throat.

"Anyway. Crapton of homework to do. Loveyoudad," the last three words were barely able to be understood. The call ended.

+1

"Hey, buddy. You left a couple of messages for me, huh?" Tony's soothing voice filled the phone.

"Just got finished listening to them. You know what, kiddo? I'm proud. I'm proud of who you are and what you've done. I can't wait to see you again," there was a short pause.

"Though you better be asleep right now or we'd have a problem, wouldn't we?" Tony chuckled to himself.

"And, I love you even more, Peter-"

"I love him 3000!" Morgan called from the background.

"Why aren't you in bed?" the call ended with Morgan cackling like a maniac.