Marvel Oneshots

Coping Mechanisms // Ironfam

Summary:

(PSA: this is 'untitled part 69' and I screeched.) 

Peter is a gen-z. And that pretty much means he has no good, normal way of coping. But Tony and the rest of the Avengers don't realize this. 

Or

Peter's a dumbass and decides to screw up something because he's impulsive. 

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[Peter]

"Notice anything different?"

"What, and I can not stress this enough, the FUCK did you do?"

>>--<< 

1 day earlier 

p.parker to [dream team]
    i deeply apologize for what's about to happen

chairguy to [dream team]
    peter
    don't do it

p.parker to [dream team]
    what?
    i'm sorry i can't hear you

lesbian to [dream team]
    i'll hide the body

p.parker to [dream team]
    adios mis amigos
    i shall return soon enough

I put my phone down and turned my attention to the Walmart bag in front of me. Inside the bag was the result of a mental breakdown. I never thought I would be one of the kids to do something impulsive because of a mental breakdown, but here we are. Three A.P. classes and a box of bleach. Let's do it.

>>--<<

Bleaching my own hair was interesting, to say the least. Thankfully, my hair isn't very long, so it wasn't too hard. But still. 

I bleached it two separate times, to make sure there weren't any spots. Then, I toned it with some special shampoo I'd never heard of and called it a night. This wasn't my entire plan, but I was too tired to finish it.

>>--<<

I woke up at 5 am. It was a Saturday, so I had no plans, but FRIDAY usually wakes me up around 10. And that means I have 5 hours until I need to be up and ready. Time to finish my plan. By that, I mean dying it more. Obviously.

In front of me where two bottles of bright blue hair dye. I'm not sure why I chose blue, but there's no going back.

>>--<<

It took a total of 2 hours to dye my hair blue. Not too shabby. My hair looked great too. Bright, neon blue. Beautiful. I'm kind of surprised it looks so good, considering it was my first time dying anything.

Because I'm exhausted as well as scared of showing anyone my hair, I decided to take a nap. FRIDAY will wake me up whenever she needs to, so no harm. 

FRIDAY does wake me up. At 10:00 AM exactly. I yawn before getting up and begrudgingly leave my room. I don't think Tony will be mad. Just... concerned? I didn't think this through very well. Oh lord.

I take a pause when I get out of the elevator, catching my breath. Usually, only Tony, Pepper, Natasha, and Vision are up at this point. That won't be too bad. I hope.

I take one last deep breath and walk into the common room. And... there's no one in there. So I walk into the kitchen. Where 6 people are there. Lovely. 

"Notice anything different?" I ask, trying to cover my nervousness with humor. No one laughs.

"What, and I can not stress this enough, the FUCK did you do?" Tony practically screams. He doesn't seem mad, just surprised. 

"Well. I dyed my hair. I thought it seemed fairly obvious." Nervous laughter was the only thing I could conjure up. Tony just facepalmed.

"Why?" Pepper asked, seeming genuinely curious.

"I kind of had a mental breakdown and needed to do something impulsive. I don't really know why, but it was either this or shave a line through my eyebrow." I shrugged, feeling a large weight lift from my shoulders. No yelling. Good.

"Well alright. I think it suits you." She smiled at me and handed me a breakfast plate. 

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it's so short omg.

hi guys

i have no reason for this chapter other than i needed it to exist and no one else has written it.

i like the idea of peter being impulsive because it's a very depressed gen-z thing and i relate heavily. so yeah

hope y'all enjoyed 

i love ya

- Kat <3