"What the FU-" Thats all Peter remembers as he stood in his bed room, watching his aunt's lips move in what could only be described as a hissy fit. He knew she was screaming, saying every swear under the sun, he knew he should talk-say anything. Try to calm her down even if he knew it was just going to lead to more screaming. Peter took a deep breath, trying to calm his anixety as sound soon came back to him. "-lying to me all this time! I didn't raise a liar Peter Benjamin Parker. I don't house them either! Get out. Pack your things-get out" she points at him, he gulps, looking for his words to calm her down.

"Aunt May please-" He stumbled back as a force hit his face, he blinked in disbelief. It hadn't hurt, not with his strength, but the shock had him trembling and in tears.

"I'm no aunt to a liar!" She yells, moved further into his room, gripping Peter's mask in her hands and shaking it. "Running around and attacking people Peter-You almost killed people on that ferry Peter-call one of your 'super hero friends' and get out of my apartment!" She screeched, chucking the mask at his face. Peter caught it and turned to grab his school bag and a random duffle. He was quick, chucking clothes into his bag as well as his phone and laptop charger before turning and putting on the mask. He gave one more look at May as he grabbed his bags and Laptop, She stood her ground tears running down her face as she still yelled. He felt his own pool in his eyes as he turned and jumped out the window and made his way to a building not to far from where Avenger's tower once stood. Standing on the building he rubbed furiously at his eyes and sobbed slightly. He ran through a list of people he could contact in his head.

'Ned? no, he's going away for the summer with his family. MJ? She would probably kill him for asking to stay round...that leaves-' Peter shuddered and sobbed ever so slightly as he breathed deeply and gulped back another sob. "Karen....Call Mr.Stark" He mumbles, the suit's A.I immediately complied in a chipper voice that soon switched to that of a sarcastic familiarity that was Tony freaking Stark.

"What Kid? Suit to awesome, I know I out did my self this time and-...woah did I make you cry from how amazing the suit was? Shi-oot kid come on be a big boy and use your words." Tony starts, his once cocky smile falling to be replaced with that of a almost concerned frown. "...Kid. Under-roos?....Pete? Peter?" He calls a little, and that did it. Peter broke down in front of his hero, gross childish sobs racked his body as he tried to talk. "Stay put kid, I'll be right there. Breath ok?" Tony's voice ordered and Peter tried to obey but just couldn't get his words out.

"Aunt May-I-Spiderman-" He sobbed more "Hit me-kicked me out-I dont-" He sobbed more as Tony hushed him through the phone.

"Talk when you arent having a P.A kiddo, dont want you passing out from low oxygen levels" Tony's voice held comfort and calmness that the man was no where close to feeling. This kid, someone who 2 weeks before had turned down a place to stay and a spot on the Avengers was in tears begging for help. He heared the word hit and his blood pressure skyrocketed and the only thoughts in his head was 'If she touched that kid I'm going to leave a giant iron man shoe print in her face' She may have been the 'hot aunt' but something had happened.

"T...Tony" Peter whispered out and there it was, Tony wasn't letting this kid breakdown like this. He was there in minutes and was immedately greeted to the sight of Peter Fucking Parker, standing on a roof, Duffle bag in one hand, laptop in the other and a old ruck sack hanging off his shoulders. His mask may have been on but Tony could still hear the sobs from the phone call and the distance between them. And in that moment Tony realised one thing and that was he had no fucking clue how to comfort a crying child.

"Heyyyyyyyy under-roo's" He started, immediatly hating his voice. The phone hung up and he jumped out of his suit. Awkwardly he waved. "Whats with the duffle bag? Going camping? Need a....fuck wait no don't say that word-that is a adult word shit wait fuck crap-" He face palms as for once, he was completly flustered and didn't know how to talk to someone. He stopped him self mid fingergun as he went to talk again only to freeze seeing peter take his mask off. A small, barely even there bruise was healing fast on his left cheek bone and Tony immediatly rushed over and inspected his face. "What.Happened?" He questioned as he inspected him for anymore injuries.

"M-Mr.Stark" He mumbles and tries to rub away his tears, Tony beat him to it and rubbed them away. "I-I got the suit- I wanted to try it on. Aunt May-she wasn't home when I checked but I guess when I was changing she came back-She...She saw me in the suit-Freaked out-" Sobs wrecked his body and he tried to stop himself from looking so weak infront of his childhood hero.

"She kicked you out." Tony mutters, inspecting Peters brown doe eyes and frowns when he averts them. "She kicked you out and hit you." He finishes and his thoughts where comfirmed by another heart breaking sob. "Oh Kiddo" He pats his head, not sure what else to do. "I'm gonna call Happy. He'll bring a car round and we'll head to the compound." He mutters and flinches when Peter shakes his head no.

"I can't make you do that Mr.Stark" He mumbles and shakes his head. "You'd be put out-I can't-" Tony covers his mouth with his hand.

"Cars been orders. Happy's on his way and you already have a room." He chuckles. "Besides. I'm a billionair." He shrugs non-plussed and thinks as he looks around. "Should probably give you a run down on whats going down since the last two weeks have been a fun little game of Avenger guess who." At Peters look of confusion Tony grinned. "So....The orginal team of dumbasses are back together. Thor's got a sweet hair cut and Banners totally trying to get to gether with our in house Spider mama." He grinned as Peter's eyes widen, tears where still leaving tracks on his face but the distraction seemed to be working. "And before you ask. Yes Stars and stripes is back and he has a iron fisted scarecrow following him around. Emphisis on the scare." That got a watery giggle from the boy as a car beeped and a very annoyed Happy Hogan stood waiting at the bottom. "Mask on and time to drop kiddo!" Tony grinned shrugging as the boy rolled his eyes. Tony winked. "See you at the compound." With that Tony was in his suit and flying back home.

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Steve sat rubbing his head tiredly, looking at the new accords with exhausted eyes. He was glad to see that Tony's changes would benefit the whole team. As well as Ross being removed as the Accords handler. That little bit turned over to a 'Director Coulson' He didn't want to think about this man sharing Phil Coulson's last name. It was too many memories in a short amount of time. A grunt escapes him as he feels a weight leaning on him and sound of a loud whining groan above him made him chuckle. "Capppppp" Clint's voice echo's off the walls.

"What Clint. Can't you see I'm reading?" He'd read the accords over a hundred times before signing it but he still wanted to check he hadn't made a mistake and signed away his life. Clint grumbled darkly.

"Tony ran out of a sparring match with me. He answered his damn phone and was being cocky and then he got all 'Are you ok? kiddo kid pete' and then just kinda bolted. Do you think he's a dad? OH MY GOD I can dad talk with him. I need to tell Scott!" He bounced a little and Steve rolled his eyes.

"I'm sure he's not a dad. That would be common knowledge around the world if that was the case." Steve assured with a chuckle. "Don't forget that kid....Spider...Spider..." Steve struggled for the name. "Queens boy" He tried to elaborate but couldn't find his words, he clicked his figers. "Tony called him Under-roo's...but that can't be it-"

"His name is Spiderman Sprangles." Steve and Clint looked up as Tony walked into the room. A few bags from...A lego store...in his arms. Clint bounced more. "We are having a guest, PG Language please. I don't want him tainted." Tony warns and that does it. Clint starts to sing happily.

"Tony's a dad to a little Spiderman!" The lines repeated over and over again and Tony looked to Steve in annoyance.

"Control your toddler. I can't deal with hyper children-" He chuckles at his own joke. "And no Clint. I'm not a dad, Spiderman needs help, Family drama of the fun kind. I'm giving him a place to live and a way of life for a while. Do not bother him until I give the go ahead ok?" He sighed warily then looks at Cap quietly before indicating with his head to follow. Steve did so quickly leaving Clint by him self.

"What's going on Tony. You don't just take in kids" Steve started and glanced at the smaller man, he seemed jumpy and overly snappy. He gave a curios head tilt at the...10 bags of lego's in his arms. "Sure this aint your kid. No shame, Promise" He swears and almost laughs as Tony splutters and gasps.

"No! No not even close-I mean if I were his dad I would-No stop that look Capsule. Spiderman is a 15 year old boy. His only family found out about this and freaked out, kicked him out on the streets and wanted him to fend for him self. I'm only telling you this because A. I suck at comforting people and B. You mother hen so many people that I'm sure the moment you hear a sob from his room you'll break his door down to make him cookies." Tony gave him a breif glance. "And no. I'm not giving you anymore details. his Identity his rules, don't push him or so help me I'll paint your shield as hello kitty and cover it in barbie stickers" He threatened and Steve rolls his eyes. 

"So...The legos?" He asks, Tony gives a sheepish smile as they arrive. They were in the room next to bucky's and his room, "He's between me and Buck?" He asked shocked, Tony glances at him.

"He's on par with your strength and his speed and ability are a challenge and a half. If the kid has a panic attack I need my strongest two to help him" He says seriously. Opening the door, Steve glances around in confusion, the room was decorated as nerds paridise. Star wars stickers covered the walls as well as over movie refreneces. Steve looked confused as Tony shrugs. "He's a nerd. Also, Yes lego's. He might be 15 biologically but I think maturity wise he's like...4." He teased glad he wasnt there to defend him self. "Now move. We gottta put these around the room." He says excitedly. Steve rolls his eyes and helps line up all the kits on the floor, Steve rolls his eyes. "Not a word" Tony warns, glaring at him and Steve chuckles.

"Such a dad" He whispers to him self before standing up and walking to the door. Jumping a little as FRIDAY's voice echo's through the building.

"Baby Cheeks has entered the building sir" She announces and Tony burst into a fit of giggles.

"Oh I forgot about that! He's gonna be so embarrssed-" He gets up and claps a hand on Steves shoulder. "Lets go gently bully the child into unpacking and eating." He grinned cockily at Steve and slid past him. Steve follows behind, seeing the small framed man at the end of the hall being surrounded by the other avengers Steve almost sprinted forward to pull them back. Tony beat them to it, Clint's voice rang over Tony's as he tried to get people to move away.

"Are you his kid? You're totally his kid, look at the way Tony's moving. Totally daddying the ki-" Natasha's hand reached out and spread over his mouth. She looked at Tony quietly, then Spiderman. By now Steve had a running tally of who was at Spiderman's arrival.

Bucky.

Natasha.

Clint.

Sam.

Wanda.

Vision.

Steve decided not to ask where Thor and Bruce were as they usually disapear for a few hours on end, he did however take note that Sam was giving the poor boy a glare that held nothing but annoyance. "Sam, back down" Steve ordered, Tony looked over in gratitude. "Tony get him situated. I'll explain whats going on and then if you want you can join us for food" He directs the last of the sentance to the younger hero who nods gently and follows Tony down the hall. Steve counted down for the questions to be fired at him.

"Who is he?" (Bucky)

"Is he staying here for long?" (Natasha)

"Tony's got a kid?! How come no one said so?!" (Wanda)

"Oh my god not that kid, he talks so much" (Sam)

Steve rubbed his head in frustration and looked over the group, with a hand up to hush them he sighs. "Spiderman will be staying here for the time being as there has been a problem with his home life. That is all I know. Now will two of you like to help me cook something warm for the kid? He might need it." Steve glances around as Wanda, Sam and Vision wonder off looking comfortable with the explination for now. A look to the last three showed they were no where near happy with the short story but he shrugged, that was all he knew until the kid and Tony said otherwise.

"Steve. Can we trust him?" Bucky asked him with his flesh hand resting on Steve's shoulder. A small smirk tugged on Steve's face and he shook his head.

"Apparently he's alot like I was at his age-" He almost laughed as Bucky let out a loud groan. "-But yes, we can trust him. Can't keep that mask on forever." He shrugged and walked to the kitchen. "Let's get cooking, I want him to know people out side of Tony can cook. Lord knows he probably got food poisioning from Tony if he tried cooking for him." Clint and Nat share a look and follow behind the two supersoilders, stew was going to take some time.

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Peter sat on the bed, staring down at his hands as Tony potted around the room. Putting shirts away and trousers, teasing lightly as he found a pair of Ironman Pj's. "I'm flattered under-roo's." He glanced at the boy and frowned, placing the pj's down on the dresser and moving to the boy. He was quick to take the mask off of Peter's head and rub his hair a little, the curls in his hair fluffing up as he did so. "Pete. Look at me" Tony orders, looking the boy over, it took a few moments to have him look at Tony but when he did Tony's heart shattered. The boys eyes were blood short and filled with tears, worry and rejection and all Tony wanted to do was fly back to queens and yell at his aunt. "Can you pack your undies away and join us for food?" He asks gently and watches Peter take a watery breath.

"Aunt May...." He mumbles and leans into Tony who wraps an arm around him and hushes him. "They don't know who I am...Tony I don't...." He continued to hush him and rub calming circles in his back.

"Peter, you can't wear your mask all the time. They'll find out anyways so why not get it over with? Besides. I think Cap would kick my butt for letting you hide away" He mutters rubbing Peter's head again, making the boy chuckle lightly.

"Fine....sorry for making you do this Mr-" Tony cut him a look and he closed his mouth. "Can I get changed. I'm in nothing but boxers under here." He mutters and looks as red as a tomato. Tony grins and teases him lightly.

"Only if its into those Ironman jammies." He jokes and watches Peter groan loudly, and wave him out of the room. Tony grins more "I'll buy the whole set! Cap'll love it" He jokes, leaving and waiting in the hallway. A nervous pit in his stomach as he waits for Peter.