Irondad and Spiderson // One Shots

Happy Life

Tony had always thought he was fine, that he was okay.

He had thought it and said it so many times that even he began to believe that it was really true. That he was actually okay and everything was perfectly fine.

But that's when it hit him the hardest.

He was not okay.

He was not fine.

He was just another being floating around in space like everyone else.

Just a sack of flesh that wasn't really important to anyone.

Just another person in the world that wasn't truly cared about.

Sure, he was famous. But did the people that knew him and constantly talked about him, really and truly, care for him?

He could answer that question in a heartbeat.

No.

They couldn't give a single fuck about him, who he actually was inside, not just the person they see on tv and read about in magazine's.

The answer is no, you want to know why? It's because they don't care.

They never really cared.

They pretend to care when the time is right and once that time is over they turn their backs. They whisper about him and prod into his life until they find every dirty secret he has.

They laugh and ridicule him until they decided he deserves their fake sympathy.

And he let them give it to him.

He let them lead him into the darkness.

Tony was slowly fading into the darkness.

The bright happy world he had built for himself had started to crumble and he was desperately trying to piece it back together.

He tried to pick up all the little shards of what was once what he thought of as a 'happy life' and tried to hurriedly stick them back in place so he could go on living that 'happy life'.

He tried and tried to keep that world from crumbling, but the harder he tried to faster it went.

He cried for help and support, but to his avail, he wasn't heard or seen.

He was shut out and his world was starting to shatter faster than ever before. His light had started to fade and darkness was consuming him faster than every before.

And he was letting it.

He dropped the shards of his 'happy life' and fell to his knees, no longer racing to pick up the pieces and build again.

The light was beginning to go and he just couldn't get it to say, so he let it go.

So there he sat, his world crumbling and the darkness spreading; he sat there alone and scared as the darkness started to crawl up his fingertips and slowly make it's way to his heart.

Then, it all stopped.

Someone had brought a broom and started sweeping away the broken shards, they had brought a lantern to keep the darkness away.

They held Tony's hand and brought him to his feet, they took his hand and put a new piece in it.

Tony smiled, and put the piece in place.

There they started to rebuild their worlds, but not as two different ones, they built their world together.

As they built their new world the darkness left and the light began to shine, their world was steady and beautiful.

Tony Stark's happy life was back, and it was better than it ever was before. This time his happy life truly was happy.

All thanks to the person that chased away the darkness and brought in the light, the person who swept away the broken and put in the new.

All thanks to Peter Parker.

hahahaha so how was it?

Family situation is still pretty bad but I was able to get some writing in.

Also Carol says hi and she misses and luvs you: (￣ω￣;)

I'm not going to school tomorrow so it's going to be a free day so I'll hopefully be able to write a longer one shot for you all.

I might see you Cucumbers tomorrow :)

🥒 "oH mEh GoD, iTs A sAlTy CuCuMbEr"