3 months later...
It had been 3 months since Peter had adopted Brooklyn. No-one on the team knew that he was now a father to Brooklyn. That was, until Michelle and Peggy came back from their mission with Clint.
They had been back three days and Peggy had enough with the secrets so she dragged Michelle to see Peter. When they got there, they saw Peter stood by his couch since they had barged in. Usually when he was in, he learned to keep his door unlocked because somehow Natasha had managed to still find her way in. So rather than have a broken lock, he left it open.
He was stood up in confusion while Peggy talked to the both of them. She had gotten half way through her sentence before she spotted childrens clothes being folded up. She pointed with a confused look. That was how both Peggy and Michelle had found out about Brooklyn. Then, she had only been his daughter for 6 weeks.
Both Peggy and Michelle, aswell as May. They were the only ones to know about Brooklyn and what had happened that day of the crash. They told no-one on the team and made sure no-one else found out.
It was currently 3pm and Peter had just picked Brooklyn up from school. She was currently telling him about her day and what she had done that day.
"Hey, you know. It's your birthday in a couple of weeks. Do you know what you want to do?" He asked her
She shook her head in response.
"Do you want to have a party? You can invite some of your friends from school." Peter smiled as he took a quick look towards her before looking back at the road infront of him.
"No," She said shaking her head, "I'll think about it."
Peter smiled, "Okay then."
By the time they got back to the apartment, Peter helped take her coat off before she ran towards the kitchen and hopped up onto her stool, Peter helping her. Peter stood opposite her on the other side of the Kitchen Island.
"Okay. What are we having for dinner?" He asked her
"Hhm." She said thinking. "Fish fingers."
"Okay then. Fish fingers it is." He smiled before moving towards the fridge and opening the freezer and pulling out the fish finger packet.
"Do you want a drink?" He asked her
"Juice, please." She smiled
Peter took out a cup and filled it with juice before handing it to her.
"Thankyou." She smiled,
Peter kissed the top of her head, "Your welcome. I'm gonna go and grab something, I'll be 2 seconds, okay?"
"Okay." She said as she started drawing in her art pad.
Peter rushed down the hall towards the pantry. He quickly grabbed out a roll of kitchen roll before coming back into the kitchen, seeing Brooklyn drawing a picture.
A couple of hours later, Peter was sat down on the couch with Brooklyn slowly falling asleep as she sat on his knee.
Just as she was about to fall asleep, a light knock came on Peter's door. He slowly lifted her off him and placed her down on the couch, her rolling her self so her face was to the back of the couch.
As Peter opened the door, he saw Michelle stood on the opposite side. She seemed nervous but also eager. More nervous than most though.
"Mj." Peter said confused
"Sorry, this was a bad idea, I'll see you at work." But before she could rush off Peter called her back.
"Do you wanna tell me something?" He asked her
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Peter Parker & The Avengers one shots
Fanfictionone shots over Peter Parker and his large family One shots/ Short stories of Peter and MJ aswell Also includes Tom Holland Oneshots /// Sorry if these are really crappy