Spiderson & IronDad One-Shots

Parker The Hacker

     Steve took a last hit at the punching bag, the sweat matting down his hair and sliding down his face and chest. He let out a few big puffs of air as he took off his gloves. Tony walked in and leaned against the door frame.

"I don't know what is going on, but Clint has something important to tell everyone," Tony crosses his arms.

"Alright, I'll be there."

Tony frowned and walked away. Steve and Tony still weren't sure on how to quite interact after all the happened. Civil War was difficult to get over.

Five minutes had passed when everyone had finally gotten to the main room together. Clint standing in the front of everyone.

"Alright. I don't know if this is some dumb prank or payback from my pranks but who the hell released this to the entire internet?!" A picture popped up on the TV and Natasha couldn't help but snort along with some others chuckling. It was Clint in the battlefield higher than a kite from a weird poison a monster had stabbed him with.

"Uh, none of us did that birdbrain. Are you sure it wasn't just someone on the street that saw you and managed to get it?" Tony asked as he rubbed his face.

"I'm very much sure! You know good and well the area was evacuated," Clint screeched as he saw himself pick his nose and sit down in the middle of the battlefield. Shots going on around him.

"True. We don't know Clint. I can have FRIDAY trace it back to the person who put it on the internet," Tony offered as he began to stand.

"Sounds good! To the lab!" Clint took off and everyone rolled their eyes.

They had all reached the lab and were holding in laughter at Clint talking to FRIDAY about the video.

"Sorry, I'm afraid whoever put the video up cannot he traced. They are far too smart. They are sending the location to a different router every second," FRIDAY sighed.

"Impossible!" Tony grumbled. He tried again and to no luck.

"Look, just forget about the video. I'm sure no one truly cares."

One day later . . .

"WHO THE HELL DID IT?!" Sam came stomping out of his room, slippers on and pajamas on. His eyes filled with anger.

Everyone at the table looked at him like he was crazy. "Did what?"

"This!" The phone was passed around. It was a picture of Sam with a pink wig on and lipstick. Millions had liked and commented on the photo.

"How is this posted off your account?" Steve asked.

"I don't know! One of you did it!"

"Better question, where did this come from," Tony snorted.

"It was a dare with Clint. I lost a bet, that's all I had to do and neither of us posted pictures!" Clint nodded in agreement.

"Well, none of us would have done it Sam. We don't know your phones password," Bruce shrugged.

"That's why it was Tony! He can hack anything!"

"Look, it wasn't me. I don't waste my time. I use it," Tony shrugged and continued eating his eggs.

"Yeah, it wasn't Tony. Besides, you haven't done anything to him recently," Nat agreed.

"I do not mean to interrupt, I've caught the hacker," FRIDAY spoke up.

"Good job! I'm gonna go kick this jackass' ass!" Sam shouted as he grabbed his suit. Tony, Steve, Sam, Nat, and Clint suited up and promised to bring whoever it was back.

"We're here," Tony announced. Clint rose a brow as he looked into the apartment window. It was a kid. A freaking teenager.

"Uh, is FRI right?" Clint questioned.

"She's never wrong," Tony shrugged. The teen shot a look out his window and saw them all there. Clint's brows rose and he panicked.

"Nat! Get him!"

They opened the window and Nat jumped in. The teen fled to his door but Nat grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled him against her. She tossed him over her and held him to the ground.

"Who are you?" Nat asked as she grabbed his arms.

"Nat, easy. He's just a kid," Steve warned. Nat nodded and released the grip a tad.

"I-I'm Sorry," The kid whimpered. Tony opened his face mask and leant down to the kids face.

"Smart and has powers?" The teen froze and his eyes went wide. Everyone else was confused. Tony grabbed a broom and pushed the attic open. A suit fell out. "So, Spiderman, hacking now a days?"

"I-I can explain!"

"Do it at the tower, kid," Clint huffed. They took him back to the tower and sat him on the couch. Steve crossed his arms in front of him like a stern father. Everyone else was sitting watching the boy.

"May I ask why you've done these things?"

"It's funny," Peter huffed.

"Not very funny," Clint grumbled.

"Alright, birdbrain."

"Why you little-."

"Clint," Steve cut him off.

"Look. I just. I wanna be like you guys. I've tried getting in, I got told I was just a kid." Peter frowned and looked away.

"Who told you that?" Nat questioned.

"Fury."

"That's crap. Kid, how about we fix you're ways. We'll take you in," Steve suggested. Clint and Sam gasped.

"Traders!"

"Shut up," Tony barked.