Superheros Raise A Greek Hero

Rushing to Learn

I looked at my dad with wide eyes.

"No"

I pouted.

His eyes narrowed "Percy no"

"Please"

"No"

"Pretty please"

" Absolutely not"

"Jesus, Steve what does your kid want?" Tony sighed. This had been going on far too long for him, and I agree. Why can't Peter and I learn to be superheroes?

Dad huffed "He wants to be trained by Natasha"

"And Peter" I add helpfully

Steve nods absentmindedly "And Peter"

Tony frowned "You don't want to be trained by your favorite Uncle?"

I decided that teasing Tony was better than arguing with Dad. I pretend to look around excitedly. "Bruce is back?". I heard what almost sounded like dad snort.

Tony flicked my nose "I'll remember that Brat"

I laughed as Tony and Dad began to banter with each other. I walked out of the room still smiling even if I didn't get my way.

"So I heard that you wanted to start working with me"

I snapped my head up to my Aunt Natasha, who was lounging on something similar to a chandelier. I began laughing again "What are you doing up there?"

Her pose managed to somehow relax more. "I was listening to ask Steve to learn to fight."

I huffed "And he said no"

"Well it would be a shame if you watched me train and explain everything I was doing".

Jarvis even chimed "That would a shame"

I smiled "What a shame"

With that we left

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It had been a few hours since I saw Percy.

I looked to  the ceiling "Jarvis, can you please tell me where my son is".

"He is in the training room with Ms. Natasha" I narrowed my eyes thinking of the fact I told him that he was not going to be trained. He is a child, I will not have been made into a soldier.

I walked down to the training room with fire in his eyes. He told Percy that he was not going to be trained. His son was not going to a weapon, not like me.

I open the door ready to give my teammate a piece of my mind but notice that he is only watching her.

"Percy what are you doing"

Instead of the guilty look I was expecting, he grins "Natasha was teaching me Russian"

I look at Natasha, who nodded in confirmation. " For every movement I make, Percy tells me what I am doing in Russian" She kicked the air with unparalleled grace.

"Удар".  She leaped into the air. "Прыгать", When she landed she started direction her attacks at me.

Natasha eyes glinted happily "What to think of my language teaching method"

I dodge her punch "It seems to working"

She kicked my feet out from under me "It does. Doesn't it"

"Победа"

I look to my son laughing at me as I lay on the floor. Natasha smiled down at me. "At some point he will have to learn to fight. We are soldiers and I doubt that our battles will end with us."

I sighed "No, they won't"

Natasha's hand reached  down to help me up "But, I no more a fan of child soldiers then you. I was raised to be weapon"

"You are more than that"

"Of course" She scoffs "I will not teach til we are ready. He is only nine there is no need to rush"