Avengers Oneshots [Completed]

Remembering

This is a request. Just to clarify what it's about so there is no confusion: basically you can remember your past life and everything. -Author

Peter jumped through the window and into his room in the Avengers Tower. He landed semi-gracefully and sighed. He had developed a slight fear of heights since he suddenly remembered part of his past life. In his past life he had fallen from many trees and broken many bones. Which makes sense since he was clumsy before the spider powers. It still made him weary of everything.

He changed into normal clothes since the suit wasn't exactly leisure wear for him. He headed out of his room to the kitchen where he expected everyone to be hanging out. He walked in to see Tony glaring at the coffee machine.

"Hey, Mr. Stark. What are you doing?" Peter asked slowly and sat on the bar stool. Tony turned his head to Pete before returning to glare at the coffee machine.

"This fun old past life memory popped up and it was me getting scalding hot coffee poured onto my hands by an angry woman. While there is no woman here right now I still am feeling unsettled. What if the coffee machine attacks me?" Tony questions and tilts his head. He holds a small staring contest with the inanimate object.

"Um, I don't think it's going to attack you but I can't exactly promise it won't. How about you wear oven mitts?" Peter offered and Tony smiled.

"God, you really are a genius." Tony grabbed oven mitts out of the drawer and held grabbed the pot. He poured himself some coffee and set the pot down carefully. Without taking the mitts off he began to drink it.

Steve walked in and his steps faltered slightly at the sight of Tony wearing the oven mitts but he just ignored it. He grabbed a couple of oranges out of the fridge.

"Guys, want to see a cool trick? I got a past memory of it and figured I should be able to do it now!" He fidgeted with the oranges before he began tossing them. He struggled at first and ending up just throwing, catching, and stopping. But, then he suddenly got a good rhythm going and began juggling properly.

"Why do you get all the cool past memories. I hate you," Tony angrily sipped his coffee.

"You're just an angsty little baby, that's why." Steve caught the oranges, smiling smugly. Tony paused and set down his coffee. He slowly took off his mitts and stared at Steve for a second. Then, he started beating Steve with the mitts who let out a yelp. Steve chucked an orange at Tony and it just fueled the aggression. Peter slid off the stool and backed away slowly before booking it so he wouldn't be sucked into the fight.

The yells and laughter could be heard even as Peter reached his own room.

I was originally gonna take this in a more serious direction but I just wanted a nice light little story :D. I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Also, I said I was ending at 69k but I'm ending at 80k because I have a few requests left. Thank you guys for reading and remember to comment and vote!