Tony: Merry Christmas, kid.
[Tony sits down on a chair close to the couch where Peter sits. Sets a single LEGO block on Peter's leg. Peter picks up the block. He is confused but has a genuine smile on his face.]
Peter: Thanks, Mr. Stark, I'll... add it to my collection.
Tony: But wait! Because there's more.
[Tony sets another single LEGO block down on his leg. Peter picks it up.]
Peter: Oh, thanks.
[While he examines it, Tony sets down another. Peter picks it up and begins to piece them together.]
Peter: Oh, these... I get it; these go together.
[Tony watches with a slight smile, handing Peter one after another and watching Peter put them together. They sit apart from the rest of the low-key guests at the Compound and subdued sounds of the party don't interrupt them.]
[Peter talks quietly to himself, his face bright, having fun figuring out how the pieces go together.]
Peter: Hey, I - I think... I think I know what this is... Hold on, I need to redo ... this ... part...
[Tony hands him a few more pieces, giving a suggestion then revising it when Peter doesn't understand what he means.]
Peter: Ok. Ok... Oh, Mr. Stark, you didn't.
[Pepper joins them, breaking away from the background that's long been put aside. She pushes Tony's shoulder before resting on the right side of the low back on the armchair.]
Pepper: Give him all of it. What are you doing?
[Peter doesn't seem to have noticed. He is absorbed in the gently clicking blocks. He now has a figurine with a clear form.]
Tony: I wanna see how long he'll do this.
[Peter absently reaches for the next piece but there's nothing on his knee. Peter looks up at Tony, slightly aware and embarrassed that he expected something.]
Peter: Oh...
[Tony, thrown off rhythm by Pepper's conversation, hands him the next piece. Peter locks it into place. He grins and shows it off to Tony and Pepper.]
Peter: Cool - it's Optimus Prime's face plate! You didn't have to get me this, Mr. Stark.
[Tony stares at him a second.]
Tony: Would you like the rest of it or -- are you good?
Pepper: Give him the full set!
[Tony reaches behind the arm rest of his chair for a box, containing the remaining pieces for a full figure LEGO model of Optimus Prime. Peter's eyes widen when he sees the set.]
Peter: Whoa. Thank you! You really didn't need to do this.
[Pepper stands and Tony begins to stand up. Peter looks through the pieces.]
Tony: Knock yourself out, kid.
[Peter stops. He looks at Tony with a fading smile.]
Peter: Are we going to build it—?
[Tony pauses looking to his side.]
Tony: I wasn't --
[Pepper touches his shoulder and smiles. Tony takes a breath.]
Tony: Yep. That's ... what we're doing. At this party.
[He sits back down. Peter smiles briefly but is already working again. Tony picks out a handful of pieces.]
Tony: Alright, if we're going to do this, let's do it intelligently. Right? So, you give me the face-
Peter: What should I start on?
Tony: Let's attack the integral structure. You do the feet or something—
[Pepper smiles and leaves them to building.]
Peter: Build the base. Got it!
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FanfictionInconsequential, slice-of-life one-shots celebrating the father-son bond of Tony Stark and Peter Parker. And maybe Miles Morales and Peter B. Parker. Because I'm pretty sure my real life son is going to grow up to be an adorable, flighty, smart, sof...