Chapter 1

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The avengers are currently fighting an army of aliens who carried large tech.

"Why do all the aliens decide to come here to New York?" Tony mumbled while blasting another alien.

Natasha snorted and continued fighting trying to catch an alien who jumped out at her.

Tony was carefully keeping an eye on their youngest member Peter Parker, aka Spiderman who Tony who would not admit he had become extremely overprotective over. He was not complaining he was a wonderful person,yet loved to raise his blood pressure and had caused him to have grey hair begin to grow prominently. He had not told him he loved him or anything and if asked he would deny he was his son. He did not want to admit he had gone soft for the Spider-baby; he had a reputation to hold up even if no one believed that.

While looking around he began to notice the battle was beginning to pick up as debri was being thrown around. In response Iron Man, Thor, Spider-Man and Falcon began to focus on the treats from above. While Captain America and the rest of the gang was focused on the streets and also getting people out of danger. Hawkeye was busy being the lookout and in a sniper position.

As one of the aliens shot,Tony yelled out, "On your left, kiddo."

Peter swung out of the way and called, "Thanks dad."

Tony stilled in shock not believing his sweet Spider-baby had just called him Dad. Due to the feeling he was too late in responding as one of the aliens managed to land a hit on Peter. Tony freaked as he saw him begin to fall.

Creating his own clear flightpath, Tony headed in the direction he saw Peter go, but to his disbelief he had no sight on the teen and started to panic when he wasn't responding to any comm calls.

Flying around within a close knit perimeter, he kept calling out the nickname he had for Peter, Underoos ,with no avail. Even though the kid hated when he did it, Tony asked F.R.I.D.A.Y to trigger Spider-Man's suit tracker.

"He's in Heckscher Playground on 65th, Boss. Right in the center of it." Tony was already landing before the A.I could even finish the sentence. He heard a sound he wasn't expecting, a high pitched giggle instead of a groan in pain, but still followed it to its source. The older man came up on a small baby, who looked to be not quite a year old, wearing a severely oversized hero suit and was playing in the sandbox.

He took off his helmet and picked up his jaw as he etched closer, "P-Peter?...Kiddo?". The baby looked in his direction and gave him the biggest one-toothed smile,raising his arms,giving him a happy shriek. Taking the tike into his arms, Tony gave him a quick lookover for any injuries, and thankfully saved for a few scrapes Peter didn't have any.

Full of mixed feelings of relief he wasn't hurt,confusion over what was happening, and slight awestruck that Peter was actually a cute baby, Tony didn't notice that his now micro-protégé was enticed by the archreactor's glow until he heard him tapping on it. He couldn't help but smile at the sight.

"Iron-Man, have you found Spider-Man? We're all done here." Captain America called over the comms, snapping Tony out of his daze.

"Yeah, yeah I found...him...but ya guys might wanna get to my location asap." Tony closed the comm and started to play with a tiny hand with one of his own.

The team honed in on the park and found where their teammate was. Everyone started looking around and then to each other, quietly mouthing their own little conversation amongst themselves about the possibility that Tony was losing his marbles. Steve walked up behind him and tapped his shoulder with caution that something could be wrong with Tony, "Thought you said you found Spider-Man, Tony. Where is he?...what are you holding?"

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