In the one shot tony is the only one who died in endgame. Peter is really struggling.
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3 weeks after tony dies before beck
Peters POV
"Hey dad" I began the letter, "I'm sorry I can't visit you and tell you this to you 'face' but I think I would start crying to hard to speak" I let out a sad chuckle. "MJ and I are dating now dad, are you proud of me? I finally got a girl. Flash is still beating the shit out of me, he stoped for a little bit, but I realized that was because he was beating on a freshman, I stepped in and now he's back to me. But this is way better then the freshman getting it" I felt a single tear slip down my face as I continued "All in all today has been ok. Love you so much dad I'm sorry I never told you, your little petey pie"
I sat back rest against the back of the chair, looking at the envelope I chose to seal it before I got cold feet.
Fifteen minutes later
"Hey nat" "hey baby spider how are you holding up?" She looked at me with such concern in her eye. "I'm doing ok aunt Tasha" "you know it would be ok if you told me your weren't" you know so little auntie "I know auntie I'm ok though" I forced a smile. "Where you going?" "Oh I'm just gunna go visit da- Mr. Stark.....I have something to give him" I held up the envelope. "May I come honey bunch?" I looked down and saw morgen sitting on the couch "of corse princess, and you know I hate that nickname" "I know!" I was extremely surprised by how chipper she seemed after loosing her father. I knew how hard it was to loose a parent, or three at such a young age. As if she read my mind "you know you're allowed to call him dad, he would have loved it and he really was your dad to" to say I was astonished would be an understatement, that was a beautifully crafted sentence and she's 7, she got her dads smarts for sure. "Petey?" Nats voice again "hmm? Yes? Oh sorry lost in thought" I chuckled as the burning blush returned. "Are you ready to go princess?" "Yep!" "Ok you go get in the car morgy" "ok Ms. Nat"
Nat's POV
I smiled at the name, Pete used to call me that. "Just nat or aunt Tasha princess" she smiled and nodded before running to the elevator. "Hey Petey?" "Yes Nat?" "I know this is gunna seem weird but do you like Bucky?" "Oh! Ummmm yeah a lot kinda was I that obvious?" "Sort of but do you think you could spend time with him, he was really hurt by the stunt Steve pulled right after saying he was never leaving" "oh damn I didn't think of that" "yeah will you?" "Do you think he likes me back?" "I know he does he's told me" Peter blushed all the up to his ears, to be honest I was very proud of the man peter was becoming, he was just barely 18 with broad shoulders, high cheekbones, light honey brown curls, and the most beautiful amber stained glass eyes. No wonder Bucky likes him. "Nat! You good?" " oh yes just admiring what a good guy you've become baby spider if tony hadn't claimed you, you would have been my son in an instant" he blush's yet again. "Thanks Moma spider you will be my Moma spider and my aunt Tasha, meaning you're Spider-Mans Moma" "sounds good to me, now get out of here go visit your dad" "thanks nat"
At this cemetery
Third person
It was a chilly October day, the grass in the cemetery was damp with due and fog hung like a wet sheet in the sky. "Here you go dad" peter knelt at Tony's grave and put the letter down "Petey?" "Yeah princess?" "Can I read the letter?" "I'm sorry princess, that's just for your da-" "he's your dad to Peter" "ok fine that's just for dad to see" "ok honey bunch" Morgan smirked at peter and he was thrust back into a dejavu, Tony smirked at him after he thought he had won the sparing match, just to be flipped over and pinned. "Heh, anyway princess let's get back you aren't wearing a coat."
