Hi again Im still alive (maybe. Its undecided.) So this one is shorter, but I will maybe make a longer one next time. Kay, here ya go! Also, the translations may or may not be accurate, i used Google translate and we all know that's a hit or miss thing😂
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While the Avengers knew many things about Peter, there were also a lot of things they didn’t know. They knew that he poured cereal before the milk, but they didn’t know that he could draw pictures that people had actually offered thousands for. They knew that he liked to sing (not that he was very good at it, but he wasn’t half bad), but they didn’t know that he was classically trained in basically every string instrument in existence and the piano. They knew that Peter was very smart, but they didn’t know that he could speak many languages.
The fact came out one day when the Avengers were all called to Director Fury’s office, including one Spiderman. So Peter had answered Tony’s call and had swung over to the tower and up to the room where the meeting would take place after saying bye to Aunt May.
Peter showed up at the tower, and Tony was waiting at the window for him.
“Hey kid! So you don’t need to wear your suit because it’s just us and Director Fury, and maybe another guy but he isn’t important, okay?”
“Okie dokie, then I’m gonna get my hoodie from my room.”
Peter went in that direction, coming out with jeans and a hoodie that he always kept at the tower in case he had to stay the night last minute, and with his web shooters of course. They headed down to the conference room where Fury, a guy and an interpreter were waiting, along with Natasha, Steve, Bucky, and Pepper. Bruce was staying upstairs with Thor, as the last meeting turned ugly and there was almost a Code Green.
Fury watched as everyone sat at the table before speaking up.
“So we all know about the weapons that the last alien invasion brought in? Well, we need to start cleaning them up. We don’t want another Vulture incident.”
Peter shifted in his chair. The guy turned to his interpreter.
“Fragen Sie, warum das Kind hier ist. Er sieht fünf aus. In unseren privaten Gesprächen brauchen wir keine Kinder. Bring ihn aus dem Raum.” (Ask why the child is here. He looks five. We don't need children in our private conversations. Get him out of the room.)
Peter stared at the man, shocked.
“Sir,” said the translate to Fury, “we would like to know why-”
“Ich bin kein Kind, ich bin tatsächlich fünfzehn, es ist nicht wirklich eine private Situation, weil es nur um Aufräumarbeiten geht, die für die Öffentlichkeit zugänglich sind, und Sie können sich freundlich verpissen, Sir. Hören Sie jetzt auf, Menschen anhand ihres Aussehens zu kritisieren, und hören Sie sich das Meeting einfach an?” (I am not a child, I am actually fiveteen, it's not really a private situation because it's just about cleanup which is kind of open to the public, and you can kindly fuck off, sir. Now, will you stop critizising people based off of their looks and just listen to the meeting?)
The man and Fury stared at Peter in shock, and the rest of the Avengers stared at Peter in confusion. There was silence for so long Peter thought he would have to walk out of the meeting
Then, Fury started laughing.
“Oh, that was a goood one, Parker,” he said between breaths. “That was a reeal good one”
The man was still staring at Peter, and the rest of the Avengers were still confused. Natasha turned to Bucky.
“Что сказал Петр? Я не знаю немецкого.” (What did Peter say? Idk German.)
“Ну, он назвал меня ребенком, сказал, что я выгляжу на пять, и попросил удалить меня, поэтому я сказал ему, что мне 15 лет, меня не нужно удалять, потому что информация, которую мы собираемся, открыта для общественности, и спросил ему любезно отвалить,” Peter responded. (Well, he called me a child, said I looked five, and asked to get me removed, so I told him I was 15, I do not need to be removed because the information we are going over is open to the public, and asked him to kindly fuck off.)
Nat and Bucky stared at him, Steve and Tony gaping like fish out of water. Pepper was just getting everything translated to her by Fury and was trying so hard not to laugh that her face was red.
“What, is happening?” Tony asked, lookin at Natasha, who leaned over to whisper in his ear. Tony's mouth fell open and his head whipped in the direction of Peter.
Peter was honestly a little scared for a second looking at Tony’s face, until the shock turned into a smile which evolved into a laugh. Tony, still laughing, walked to Peter, grabbing his hands and pulling him up from his chair and walking them to the door. He turned to Fury and smiled, before saying, “I want that guy out of my tower,” before walking out of the room.
"So, underoos."
Peter interrupted before Tony could finish.
"I know I really should not have done that but he was just being a gros trou du cul and I wasn't gonna let it slide!" (gros trou du cul means big asshole)
"Okay first off, what does gros trou du cul mean?"
"Um, something you wouldn't like."
"Okay and second off, I was going to ask if you wanted ice cream."
"Wait what?"
"Ice cream. Ya know, creamy and flavory?"
"I know what ice cream is. But why?"
"Cause that dude totally deserved it," he said laughing. Peter laughed too and smiled.
"Okay. Let's go get ice cream."
And off they went.
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Tony had vanilla and Peter had a chocolate strawberry cone. Turns out that Tony has a giant freezer just for ice cream. He's never seen Peter so amazed.
What is your favorite flavor of ice cream? I litterally eat nothing beyond chocolate and strawberry😂😂😂.
Anyways! Hope you guys, gals, and enby pals are having a good day!
Peace out,
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Peter Parker One Shots
Short StoryHi. I've been doing this long enough that im changing the old description of this story, so welcome! This is a collection of one shots about none other than Peter Parker. It follows him in many situations, kidnapping, sickness, daily life, etc. I li...
