Young Peter Stark Oneshots

#!@$?

"Remember to make sure that he takes a nap every 4 hours."
"I know Pep."
"And make sure he goes to bed no later than 8."
"I know Pep."
"And remember that he's allergic to almonds."
"Pepper, I know. He's my kid too!"
"I'm sorry Tony, I'm just worried, this is the first time I've left him alone for so long," Pepper apologised.
"It's fine, trust me we'll be fine. Now go secure that deal with the Roxxon Corporation." Tony replied.
"Okay, it's just - I don't want to miss his first words, they should be coming any time around now," she explained.
"Relax Pep, he's a Stark; we never do anything on time." the billionaire assured her, Pepper just rolled her eyes. "Fine, I'll go. Adios mi hijo," she said, kissing her son on his forehead and leaving. "Well, I guess it's just me and you now, huh Junior," Tony asked his son. "Let's go and get you bath you stink," he chuckled.
~•~
While the father and son played 'Hulk Splash' in the bath tub Tony accidentally got some soapy water in the child's eye and the one year old promptly started wailing. As he moved to comfort his child the genius accidentally knocked over a bottle of bubble bath and it spilt on the floor.
"Oh #!@$?," he swore, "wait no you weren't meant to hear that!" Tony said to his child who had suddenly stopped crying, he had a smile on his face that was almost ...... mischievous?!
"#!@$?," Junior giggled.
"Awww you're first words," Tony cooed, "wait no, those shouldn't be your first words!" Tony groaned, "Pepper's going to kill me."
"#!@$?."
"Yeah, that's right rub it in."
~•~
"C'mon kid, say something else, anything else. C'mon say it with me: mama, mama, mama." Tony pleaded.
"#!@$?," Peter replied.
"Ugggh."
"I don't know why you're so upset about this. I'd be proud if my kid was talented enough to speak symbols. Of course that's probably because the author's too much of a #!@$? to say or write a bad word. Oh look I can do it too!" a man in a red and black suit said, he appeared from seemingly nowhere. He looked at Junior in his father's arms and said, "oh so I'm in a spiderson fanfiction. I guess it's one of those de-aged ones of something; you're like 1 years old! Oh well, we'll meet again spidey." The strange man said with a wink.
"Who the #!@$? ?" Tony asked.
"Ooh it runs in the family, I guess that makes sense. I'll be joining the MCU now, we'll be so close ...... like brothers," he whispered the last part in a way that made Tony uncomfortable, "let's hope Disney just buys this one," he said pointing at Junior.
"What the #!@$?," Tony yelled but with a blink of an eye the man in the suit was gone. "You've got me so stressed I'm imagining things," he scolded the child in his arms. Peter just giggled and replied with, "#!@$?."
~•~
Hours had passed and Tony still hadn't managed to get his son to stop swearing. BLEEP he had a text from Pepper, her meeting had ended early and she was coming back. "Great," he said sarcastically, "I guess we'll have to tell your mama," he sighed.
"Tell mama what?" Pepper asked walking into the living room.
"Uh well," he sighed, "I guess I should just show you. Come on kid, say the word."
"Mama," Junior said, "mama," he said it again while clapping.
"Oh my baby," she cooed, "I can't believe it!"
"Me neither," Tony admitted dumbstruck. Pepper raised an eyebrow but chose not to comment and instead went to hug and kiss her son. Peter snuggled his head into the crook of his mothers neck and fell asleep. But if you asked Tony, he could promise you that the child was smirking. That little #!@$?