Irondad and Spiderson // One Shots

He's My Intern

Also someone said they wanted more of this, so they're getting more.

The team being confusing on who Peter is.

~unedited~

Team:

Natasha, Steve, Clint, Sam, Bucky, and Scott; have finally made terms with everyone and everything and is now moving back into the tower. Wanda had decided to stay elsewhere.

They were told they would have their own floor in a span of two weeks. Tony didn't know they were officially moving back in until a last minutes notice, so the rooms wouldn't be done by the time they got there.

With their luggage, they loaded into the elevator.

"Do you think he's gonna forgive us?" Clint asked.

"He already did." Sam said.

"I mean actually forgive us, not say that he does."

The elevator dinged and they got off, surprised at what they heard.

"Shit! I forgot they were coming today!" Tony's voice was heard and some shuffling around, before he came to great them.

"Hello, sorry for the wait. Friday will tell you where your rooms are, is that all?" Tony was rushing his words and was clearly ready to leave.

"We were hoping to spend time with everyone, not just as a team, as friends." Steve said.

Tony sighed. "That would be great, but, I can't do that right now."

"Why not?" Sam asked.

"You interrupted me while I was watching a movie." Tony said, holding up the popcorn bowl in his hands that no one had paid any attention too.

"Cool, we'll watch together." Clint said, everyone already moving to the living room.

"Wait- shit." Tony followed them in, waiting for the questions, but the living room was full with everyone sitting on the couch.

Tony looked around, confused.

"What are you doing?" Tony looked over at Natasha.

"Oh nothing, let's watch the movie."

"Star Wars?" Natasha asked.

"Very good movie series." Tony said.

Clint smiled, "Almost all of us are back together again!" He threw confetti up in the air.

"Where the hell did you get that shit!" Tony said, surprised.

"It's been in my pockets for days, I was waiting for the right time to use it."

"You're cleaning it up." Tony said, pointing at him.

"Achoo!" A baby like sneeze was heard. The team looked around to see who it was.

"Uh, sorry." Tony said.

"That was you?" Natasha asked.

"Yes." Tony said.

"Achoo!" The sneeze was heard again, but it obviously wasn't Tony.

The team pulled out their weapons, ready to face an intruder.

"Woah, woah! Put that shit up." Tony said quickly.

"Uh, why?" Clint asked.

Tony sighed. "I swear. Come on out, you blew your cover."

"Sorry, the confetti made me sneeze."

Everyone turned to look behind the couch to see a short teen with brown hair and eyes.