Life Of Peter Stark

Chapter IV

Peter is pacing around the lab, mumbling to himself. While, Tony is organizing for the press conference for tommorow. "Hey kid, are you sure you wanna tell the world about this?" Tony sounded concerned, looking at his son mumbling like crazy. Peter finally looked up for the first time, "Well yeah. I mean, it's better for them to know first rather than making up things that could possibly ruin your reputation." Peter explained to him. "Isn't it?" Tony sighed, "Whatever makes you comfortable, son." Tony shrugged. They've already getting the hang of using dad and son. They think it's cute for each other.

"I'm just... so nervous." Peter blurted out. "Nervous about what?" Tony chuckled. "Talking in public! Public speaking is not my strong suit." Peter frowned. "What-what if I spoke something wrong? What if there's an attack? What if I accidentally offended someone? What if they don't believe me? What if I passed out? What if someone judges me? What if-"

Tony had to close Peter's mouth with his hands to shut him up. Peter wanted to lick his lips (I do that too), but he licked Tony's hand in result. "Eww! Why did you do that?!" Tony complained. "I'm sorry! I wanted to lick my lips since it's dry. It's a habit, y'know." Peter defended himself.

"Yeah, let me wash my hands, and then we'll talk again." Tony skedaddled to the bathroom. Peter sit still on the couch, thinking what would happen to him after the press conference. You could see the gears in his head are twisting. "I'm back." Tony announced. Peter suddenly got into defense mode. "Woah, woah, woah, did I startled you?" Tony backed up. "Oh, it's just you." Peter relaxed again. "What do you mean it's just me?" Tony teased. "No, no, I was just thinking." Peter said in a serious tone. It looks like Peter is not in the mood of joking. "Hey, what got you all serious? What's wrong?" Tony asked softly as he sat beside Peter.

"I don't really know, dad. It's just, hmmm, I was just thinking about what would happen after the press conference. You might think that it's going to be great. But in my mind, I'm just gonna ruin your reputation. I don't know where it come from, but it got stuck in my brain. It's like I have a bad feeling about this. So please, please, please! Be honest with me." Peter took a deep breath. His eyes showed his seriousness. Even Tony has never seen this side of him.

"Do you really love and want me as your own son?"

His tone resembles his face, sadness. Tony is really taken back. "Of course I-" Tony is about to hug Peter before he got stopped. "No," Peter cupped his dad's face and turned it so they're now face-to-face. "Look at me in the eyes, and say the truth." Peter is in verge of tears.

"Am I a burden to you?"

Tony is hurt, how could he thought of his own son as a burden. He sighed and smiled. Peter wonders what is his father going to answer?

"Kid, how could I think of my own son as a burden? That's just straight up impossible. Don't go thinking like that, it hurts me. You're my everything, my whole world. I love you dearly and I want you as my son. Actually, I'm proud that you are my son. We'll go through this together, as a family." Tony hugged Peter as the kid cried. He whispered sweet things and the last is,

"I love you 3000."
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"I'm sorry. That was just me not having a real family, got real upset, and blurted out my thoughts." Peter mumbled. "No need to say sorry, now I know what you're thinking." Tony released him. "Now, now, stop crying. Tommorow's a big day, and we have to wear a suit. So, go get dressed and meet me at the lobby in 15 minutes." Peter nodded his head and went to change his clothes. He changed into a white shirt doubled with light cream sweater, black jeans, and dark gray converse. He also wore a black breton hat to finish it. He took one last glance at the mirror before going down to the lobby.

All the ladies in the lobby immediately blushed really hard. He winked at the receptionist and she did the anime nosebleed. He's just like his father, a charmer. Some of them are fanning themselves and some are trying to stand straight. Outside, Tony watched it unfolded and damn right Peter is Tony's son. "Ready, kiddo?" Tony opened the backseat door. "Ready." Peter said as he hopped in. They went to the best tailor shop in the town and tried some of the suites they have.

After an hour or so, Peter finally found the perfect one. It's an air force blue shirt with a black vest and maroon tie, black suit pants, and black dress shoes. "It's perfect." Peter gushed. "Thank you, kind sir." Peter shook the tailor's hand. "You're welcome." The tailor smiled kindly. They bid farewells and off to the tower. The Avengers has gone home from their mission and was met with the sweet child. "Hey Pete, mind helping me for making dinner?" Bucky questioned. "Not at all, uncle Bucky." Peter blurted. He immediately went beet red as Bucky pumped up his fists. "YES!" He shouted.

"What? What happened?" Tony passed by. "Kid called me uncle." Bucky smirked. Peter only stand still, questioning life. "Yep! Goodnight everyone!" Peter was about to make a run for it before Tony managed to block his way. "Nope, not gonna happen." Tony shook his head. Peter tried the puppy eyes, but it didn't worked. Now he has to live down the embarrassment. He sighed and helped Bucky with dinner. "I heard that you called Bucky uncle." Nat teased. "Shut up, Aunt Nat." Peter mumbled. Again, he realized he had embarrassed himself. The 2 former agents burst out laughing. "Admit it kid, you're gonna call everyone uncle and aunt." Bucky said matter-of-factly. "No." Peter pouted. They continue to make dinner, joking around. The dinner was lively, everybody laughed everytime there's a joke, it's fun. They all went to bed early, except Tony, to prepare themselves for the big day.
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Peter woke up with a fresh start. He is excited yet nervous for today. The world's gonna know that he is Tony Stark's son and his name is gonna be Peter Stark. It actually felt like a crazy dream, so he pinched his cheeks but it hurts. So it is not a dream. He sighed and get ready for the day. "Peter! Hurry up or we're gonna be late." Tony called. "Coming!" Peter replied. They just stepped outside, and there's a crowd full of paparazzis, reporters, and journalists. The father-son duo managed to go through the crowd and into the limo.

Reached their destination, they went backstage, preparing for the press conference. "And here we have Tony Stark and his son, Peter Stark." Both of them walked up to the stage and said their lines. After that, they answered all of the question before Peter starting to tire out. Peter's name is now legally Peter Stark, he almost cried from happiness.

Let the adventure begin!