Crazy Super-Gay Peter Parker One-shots

A BlackPepper Wedding

Ugh, my family and I have to move houses between the 20th and 27th of December, over Christmas! This whole situation is just blah...

Anyway, this is a request made by Shadow_Raven_10 and I apologise for how long it took. Writing a wedding is surprisingly hard! (But maybe that's because I've only attended like 2 in my whole life...)

Ships: BlackPepper, IronStrange, Stucky

Warnings: Swearing,

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"Where the fuck are the tablecloths?!" Peter Stark-Strange screeched, glaring murderously at his Uncle Steve and Uncle Bucky.

Peter had been asked to completely plan Natasha and Pepper's wedding, which was a stupid decision on their part since he was only sixteen.

Since his aunties' engagement, the brunette teen had been a sleep deprived emotional wreck, living off of very sugary coffee and wedding cake samples. This was mainly since he hadn't slept for more then 3 hours over the whole week, struggling with his ever growing work load.

Firstly, the two VERY expensive wedding dresses had been accidentally stained a greenish grey colour.

Secondly, he had to find a new caterer because his first choice had failed their latest health.

Thirdly, the date had to be changed thrice due to extremely unusual weather concerns (first rain, then a random snow storm in mid July, and finally hail).

And now the tablecloths were missing!

"Ah, um..." Steve mumbled, looking around frantically.

"Never mind!" Peter hissed, looking a strange mixture of angry and relieved. "They were hideous anyway."

Peter's parents, Tony and Stephen, snickered lightly, receiving a glare from their son. The two heroes quickly continued putting up tables, whistling innocently as they internally cowered in fear.

The soon-too-be-married couple had chosen to have their wedding ceremony on Stark Tower's roof and their reception on the floor below.

So, the Avengers (minus Nat) had all been tasked with setting up the reception area since Peter refused to let anyone else help. According to him, everything had to be done by the couple's family/friends or it wouldn't look right.

But that could have also been because he didn't want to deal with any employees taking pictures of the reception area and sharing them to the public.

"The wedding is in two days and we need this place decorated perfectly. If any of you fuck up, I will personally make your lives a living hell, got it?" Peter said, scaring all the present heroes.

Everyone immediately nodded their agreements as Peter grabbed his checklist out. The teenager went around the room, checking things off after making sure everything was correct.

After half an hour Spider-Man only had one thing to check off left; the flowers.

He marched over to the example box sent by the nearby florist, stopping dead in his tracks a few feet away. Peter's back straightened as a glower covered the his usually happy face.

The flowers were purple and lime green.

PURPLE AND LIME GREEN.

Clint, who had moved next to Peter in hopes of seeing what the flowers looked like, gasped in horror.

Peter turned to Clint, his voice cold and his body rigid. "Hand me your phone."

Hawkeye immediate complied, watching as Peter typed in the flower company's phone number.