Irondad and Spiderson Oneshots

Spiderson Stories || Part Three

#1
Tony: *helping with Peter's homework* so if we factor in acceleration due to gravity-

Peter: FUCK GRAVITY

Tony:

Tony: you dropped your milkSHAKE ONE TIME

#2
Peter: YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT I'M CAPABLE OF!

Tony: I don't want to sound rude, but I feel like I'm being treated by a cupcake

Peter: oOoOo, do we have any left in the fridge??

#3
Tony: *being proud seeing Peter kicking ass* that's my son!

Rhodey: you do know he's not really your-

Tony: THAT! IS! MY! SON!

Rhodey: okok

#4
Happy: *picks up Peter from school before his trip to Europe* put your backpack in the back seat with you. There's no room in the trunk.

Peter: Why? What's in the trunk?

Happy: Just a bunch of stuff for when you go on your t rip.

Peter: aww! Thanks hap!

Happy: oh, it's not for you. It's for Tony.

Peter: ... Why does mr.stark need stuff for my trip??

Happy: Paper bags. Quite a lot of them. For him to breathe into when he starts getting anxiety attacks from wondering if your safe. Water bottles for when he gets out of breath from breathing into the paper bags, and stress balls for him to squeeze so he doesn't yell too much or hit anyone.

Peter: ... And that stuff filled the whole trunk?

Happy: I went on a full shopping spree

Peter: *sitting in the back seat smiling from ear to ear, knowing Mr.Stark cares for him like a son*