Tony smirked slyly at his creation and held up a single wireless earbud "Friday will communicate with me through this earbud. She will tell me when Peter is little and when he needs help."
Bruce nodded "well that's a good idea Tony but, well, I'd like to be a part of this too." Tony nodded and handed him the other wireless earbud. When they both had them in Tony spoke "FRIDAY, what is Peter's current status?"
"Peter is currently in his big headspace, though he seems to be very embarrassed, likely due to his interaction with Bruce in the laundry room." Bruce nodded "this could be a helpful invention Tony.... But isn't it kinda like spying on the kid?" Tony thought about it for a moment, "Nah, this is different it's.. Important" he sighed and stood up "I'm making coffee. I'll grab you a cup" Bruce smiled, God he loved that man, no matter how backwards his logic was. The lovebird snapped out of it and put in the earbud, going to his desk to order some much needed supplies for Peter.
After a little while Tony came back with the coffee for both of them. Bruce sighed and drank his gratefully, very exhausted already. "So Tony.... Can I be Papa....and you can be Dada." Tony chuckled "Getting a little ahead of yourself, Bruce. But yeah, sure" he said, lifting the mug to his mouth again "So, what have you ordered him so far?" Bruce pulled up the shopping page, "the essentials for now; Diapers, Pull-ups in case he prefers those, A bottle, A sippie cup, a few cute adult pacifiers... Is this all we need, Tony?" Tony looked astounded "I spend more money than this oh my weekly pedicure and I don't even get a weekly pedicure, let me do this." Bruce only sighed as he saw Tony frantically adding things to the shopping list "Take it easy. I'll be back later with more coffee." He said and kissed Tony's cheek before leaving.
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Peter sat in his room, on his bed, his face burning up. They whole team KNEW about his accidents. Oh well. He could live with that. It wasn't good but he could live with it. That wasn't his worst secret. He sighed and layed down, rubbing his temples to try to relieve the tension building up.
Friday's voice cut in "Peter, it seems as though you need some "little time" as you would put it, since this is your regular afternoon activity for stress relief." He blinked and stared at the ceiling "uhm, FRIDAY, how the heCk do you know what that is!" He squeeked, voice cracking. "Because, Peter, I've been researching what you do to better gain an understanding of you and how to help when you are feeling down" she lied. Tony had programmed this into her in the new patch for her system. Peter just nodded "o-otay" he said and FRIDAY automatically turned on cartoons for him.
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Tony was still shopping as FRIDAY spoke "Boss, it appears Peter has slipped into littlespace. One of you should go keep him company. He has been rather moody today." Bruce walked in and looked at Tony, "You first, Tony, he likes you better than he likes me." Tony nodded and speed-walked out of the lab, trying to seem calm in front of the others. They finally reached Peter's room and debated whether they should knock or not. They decided on No. They opened the door to find Peter on the floor with his Stuffie, his paci, and his coloring book. His eyes were wide with fear and they filled with tears quickly. Tony rushed over "No, no....uh, kid, uh, Don't cry now lil man. Shh" he hugged him awkwardly as Peter began crying harder. Bruce intervened "Peter, sweetheart, it's alright, we aren't gonna hurt you. We won't laugh at you either. Papa Bruce and Dada Tony are here." Peter sniffled and leaned further into Tony's hug, accepting it now. Tony raised an eyebrow at Bruce, wondering how that worked out so smoothly.
Once Peter was calmed down he let go of Tony, looking at the ground shyly. Tony smiled at how cute he was, "Pete, can you show us what you were coloring?" He nodded and held out his coloring book. It was a half finished picture of Iron-Man and the
Hulk fighting together. Both men had to choke down an 'Awww!' Bruce ruffled Peter's hair, "When you finish it me and Dada will hang it on the fridge, alright, baby boy?" He asked. Peter giggled around his paci and nodded, continuing coloring and swaying to the Paw Patrol theme song. His dancing was stopped by a biiiiiiig yawn.
Bruce glanced at his watch and back at Tony "3 pm. Go warm up some milk real fast." Tony nodded and went to the kitchen. Bruce sat down beside Peter "So Peter, do you have any bottles?" Peter just shook his head. Bruce chewed his lip, thinking "can you drink from a big boy cup for us please?"
Tony brought in the mug in question, it was full of warm milk. Peter thought for a moment before taking out his paci "uh....y-yes...." He stated shyly, unable to believe his idols were taking care of him. He took the mug in both hands and slowly tried to drink it, spilling a little bit on him and on the floor around him before Tony chuckled and took it back, sitting on the bed, "sit in my lap, Underoos. I'll help you" So Peter sat in his lap and allowed Tony to hold he mug for him, feeding him like a baby. His cheeks were bright red but his embarrassment was overcome by sleepiness as he drifted off in Tony's arms, snoring softly. Bruce picked up the paci and placed it in Peter's mouth, watching it bob up and down, up and down, as Peter rested contently.
'Not too bad for our first day as Caregivers' they both thought, looking down at their little boy before laying him down for his nap.
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The Itsy Bitsy Spider
FanfictionDISCONTINUED This is a Cglre story. Don't like don't read. The cover art isn't mine: Merryrain15 on Deviantart Peter Parker has a secret. He's a little. He's been able to hide this for years, ever since he found out really, but after the recent d...
