I Can Do This All Day [Oneshots]

I Want You To Be My Mom // Pepperony + Peter

You could say that Peter lived a pretty good life. He was good at school, probably because he had genes from his father, who was basically a genius. Flash and his friends sometimes made his life uncomfortable, as were journalists, but it was nothing that could not be managed. He had his friends MJ and Ned. A great family. So he really had nothing to complain about. Not that he ever complained about something.

"Hey kid," Happy greeted him as Peter sat in the car.

"Hi, Happy," Peter returned a greeting.

"How was your day?" he asked as they drove off the main road.

"Pretty good, but I look forward to home," he replied. Today was the day he wanted to talk to Pepper about parenting. He knew her since childhood, and he saw her almost as often as his dad. Mostly she worked, but she always found time to play with him or watch a fairytale. He had always treated her as a mother, and when she and his father get finally married, he thought he could interpret his feelings to her. He didn't have the courage to do it. But now that he was told two weeks ago that Pepper was pregnant and their family would grow, it was a perfect opportunity.

"Any special occasion?"

"Hmm, maybe. I just want to talk to Pepper about something."

"About what?" Happy asked curiously.

"Nice try, but I won't say," he grinned.

"Fine, keep it to yourself. What do you say about the news? Tony said you cried when they told you," he laughed.

"I didn't cry! Something fell in my eye..." he murmured.

"No need to deny, kid. I bet Tony was crying, too. After all, like a father, like a son, right?"

"Whatever. But I'm excited. I'm going to be a big brother!"

"Yeah, I think you'll be a great big brother."

"Thank you, Hap."

"Not worth mentioning. And we're home."

"See you tomorrow, bye!" he said good-bye and got out of the car before Happy could answer. The elevator journey seemed like an eternity to him.

"Ahh, Pete, do something for me and watch out for Pep, I have to go to a meeting," his dad blurted as he stepped out of the elevator and almost hit him.

"Always, dad."

"That's my boy," he said with a smile, kissing him in his hair before disappearing into the elevator.

Peter brought the backpack into his room, then went to find Pepper. She was only in the third month, so she was still working, but his dad tried to keep her in a penthouse. You can guess Pepper wasn't happy about that. She spent most of her time in her home office, where Peter had gone, but he heard some noise from the kitchen along the way, so he decided to change direction.

"Hi, Pepper," he greeted her as he found her in the kitchen. Strangely, it looked as if an atomic bomb had exploded in the kitchen, which was unlike her. That was usually his father's job.

"Have you seen chocolate cookies somewhere we bought this weekend?" she asked instead of greeting, and Peter frowned slightly. Usually, she greeted him with a smile on her face and with a hug.

"Yeah, I ate them this morning," he murmured, as he remembered getting up late in the morning, so he grabbed the first thing in the locker and ate it in the car on his way to school.

"You eat them?! Peter, I said clearly none of you would touch them!" she groaned.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. I took the first thing I found."