Young Peter Stark Oneshots

Hide'n'seek part2

{AN: damn, the meme at the top is really shady.....}

Hide'n'seek Part 2: ... wait a second from a prompt by relicsofgravityfalls

"Where's my baby, Barton?" Tony growled, Clint turned to Tony, clearly confused.
"W - what?"
"You know, my kid, Peter. Who you've been spending a lot of time with lately."
"Of course I've been spending time with him, he's my nephew, I taught him archery."
"You taught my 6 year old what?! Oh never mind, my point is, we were playing Hide'n'seek and now I can't find him!"
Clint started laughing, "he's probably in the vents, Tones," he chuckled.
"Gee thanks Sherlock, like I hadn't already figured that out," he started sarcastically, "this building is huge! So I want to know where in the vents he'd be," Tony explained, irritated.
"Uh, well, I don't know," the archer admitted sheepishly, "but I'll help you look," he quickly added once he saw the dark expression on Tony's face.
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Steve Rogers enjoyed the simple things in life. Waking up early to sketch the sunrise, early morning jogs to prepare him for the rest of the day and of course listening to Frank Sinatra while he made a classic breakfast a stack of blueberry pancakes and a glass of orange juice. He had dished his final pancake as the final lines of 'My way' sounded through his headphones. He turned away to pour himself some juice but when he returned to the kitchen counter he was met with an empty plate. Puzzled, he looked around for the pancake thief but there was no one in sight, he couldn't ask JARVIS as the A.I had been temporarily disabled for maintenance. The veteran sighed, he guessed he'd just have to eat an apple or 7. As Steve reluctantly started to wash the fruit, he heard a faint noise from above, it was,
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Giggling?!
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Junior smirked as he wiped pancake crumbs off his face, silly Steeb.
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Time skip brought to you by, hmmm I don't know ..... what's his name man?!
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"We've been looking for hours," Clint groaned as he crawled out of a vent, Tony was close behind him.
"Oh God," Tony started, "I can't believe this, what am I going to tell Pep? Someone snatched my baby!" the genius explained.
"Wait, what?" Clint asked, confused.
"You know, the baby snatchers," the archer still looked baffled, "those people who go round swiping babies," the mechanic clarified. Clint gave an 'oh' of understanding before asking, "why would baby snatchers, swipe babies, wouldn't they snatch them?"
"Same difference," Tony snapped.
"Relax Tones, if Junior was snatched or swiped or whatever an alarm would've gone off," Clint stated.
"An alarm that is triggered by JARVIS," Tony pointed out indignantly.
The archer looked stunned, "then why didn't you stay with the kid, when the tower was most vulnerable!"
"I did! That's why security is higher around here and I was spending the day with him!" the billionaire screeched, wildly gesticulating with his arms.
"Uh, well. You and Pepper are young ..... you can still have kids," the spy awkwardly tried to assure his friend. Tony gave him a death glare but was too overcome with guilt to say anything.
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Junior frowned, he didn't like when his daddy was sad, or when anyone was for that matter. It was time to come out now, he decided.
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"And that's why you having a tracking device in you," Tony Stark finished explaining to a now 16 year old, Peter. "Wait, what, where is it?" the teenager started frantically patting parts of his body, his father just rolled his eyes. "Oh you know, somewhere in your colon, we sneak it into your food; part of its coding is to latch onto your organ tissue, safely of course, when it senses stomach acids. The food you eat eventually pushes it down and you digest it and pass it every few weeks, sometimes quicker with the amount of food you eat, so we have to give you another one," the mechanic rushed his words to a point where what he said was nearly incomprehensible, he took a long sip of his coffee. "On a completely unrelated note, here's a slice of cake," he added with an unreadable expression on his face. "Ooh cake," Junior squealed and took a large bite,
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... wait a second.