"Sign Language"
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Peter nodded and gave her a thumbs up, before going to snoop around his new room. Is it even actually snooping if it's your own room? Who knows, not me.
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"JARVIS, has Peter come back yet?" To say Tony was worried was an understatement.
"No sir, would you like me to scan the city for him?" JARVIS spoke hesitantly, concerned for the young boy.
"Yeah, thanks baby boy. I'm gonna get some coffee then I'll join you."
"Of course, sir"
Tony finished pouring his coffee, he then set the coffee pot down harder than necessary. "JARVIS?"
"Yes?"
"Do - do you think that he - that Peter's hurt or kidnapped or - or."
"He's probably fine, sir. He may have just lost track of time." JARVIS you do realize that makes it sound like Peter's just hanging out with his friends or something, right? He kinda is, but that's not the point.
Tony let out a shaky breath. "Yeah, you're probably right. "
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Natasha left Peter and walked back towards the living room. There were three more bangs as her walked, making her walk faster. As she entered the room she took note of the two ripped couch cushions, and the bookshelf that was missing a shelf. Sam and Bucky were in the middle of an argument, which quickly stopped, when she cleared her throat. Everyone had some version of the 'Deer Caught In Headlights' look on their face as they turned towards her.
"It's not what it looks like?" Steve offered. Natasha gave him a flat look.
"Oh, really? Then what, pray tell, is it?"
Bucky spoke up before Steve could dig them into a deeper hole. "It's exactly what it looks like, and it's mostly Steve's fault." Steve sent him a betrayed look that Bucky ignored. While that was happening Clint snuck off into the vents, heading towards Peter's room.Clint dropped out of said vents a few feet away from the room. He glanced back towards the living room when he heard a startled shout and a crash, before making his way to the door of Peter's room. He noticed that it was open slightly and he knocked on the door jam as he opened it further.
Peter had been laying on his bed with his head hanging off the foot of it. He easily noticed Clint and sat up before quickly spinning to face him. "Is there something I can help you with?"
"No, I just wanted to introduce myself. I'm Clint." Peter gave him a small grin, making Clint silently vow to protect the teeny bopper at all costs.
"My name's Peter. Natasha said you were deaf, are you really?" Clint gave him a smile.
"Yup. I was wondering, are you fully deaf or just hard of hearing?" Peter rubbed the back of his neck.
"Hard of hearing I guess? I can only really hear high pitched sounds." Clint breathed out an "Oh" as he nodded.
"Ok, well anyways can I sit down?"
"I don't know, can you?" Peter signed teasingly, Clint put his hand to his chest as he gasped dramatically.
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That's it for this chapter, I want to say thank you to Lokissoulmate666 on Ao3 for the suggestion. And if you gremlins want to see anything in a future chapter than make sure to comment it, and I'll try and put it in.
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The Deaf Idiot
FanfictiePeter quietly climbed through the window of his room, hoping that Mr Sta- I mean Tony didn't realize that he was patrolling instead of doing his homework. Which Peter does realize that Tony has JARVIS keep an eye on him when he's in the tower, right...
