Meeting the FamilyMeeting the FamilyMeeting the Family2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“I really don’t think you understand me. As a matter of fact, I think you’re taking steps to not understand me at all.” Peter Parker Stark-Rogers knew he was making a bad decision. He was a smart kid (always had been) and typically made good choices. This was not one of them.
“They’re your parents! How bad could they be? After all, they raised you.” Gwen Stacy. The prettiest girl he knew (sans Natasha but come on, you don’t describe a ‘woman’ with the word ‘girl’) was his girlfriend. He should have known she’d want to meet his parents eventually. He’d entertained the idea of having Bruce and Natasha as stand ins.
“You haven’t met them. I don’t exactly have an ordinary family.” Peter sighed.
“No one does. Everyone says their parents are so weird but they never are. C’mon, you’ve met mine.” Gwen laughed.
“Yeah, they were great. But m
Of Masters And StudentsPrologueOf Masters And Students3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Crap, my head is on fire."
"Move your feet Wally, you're hurting me!"
"Is everyone alright?"
"Does anyone know what happened?"
"Shut up!" Robin finally hissed. He carefully scanned the room around them. "We're in some sort of holding cell; we need to figure a way out of here."
"Holding cell? How did this happen? We would have noticed someone kidnapping us." Miss Martian wondered aloud.
"That's not what matters now. What matters now is that we get out of here alive." Aqualad studied the room closely. "Robin, hacking and escape techniques are your area of expertise. Do you have any thoughts on our current situation?" He asked. The team looked to their youngest member.
"I'm trying now but this one's tricky. It's almost exactly like Bat- got it." The cell's doors slid open and the six youths darted to freedom. "I'm working on the alarms but there's no way of knowing if they haven't already been set off." Robin warned.
"Then we keep moving." Artemis reached behind her expectantly
The Lies of Life Part 1Title: The Lies of LifeThe Lies of Life Part 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Summary: Peter's attempts at hiding his new powers from his parents.
Parings: Steve/Tony Bruce/Clint
Notes: Just something I've had on my mind for a while. I'm really digging Superfamily and I just at to do a fic for it. Hope you enjoy. This is just part one. I don't know how many parts there will be. If you have any ideas, hit me with your best shot.
Peter Parker had never lied to his parents. Okay, so that in itself was a lie. Sure, he'd told the occasional fib. He was a teenager. Teenagers lied all the time. It wasn't like he was special or anything. It was harmless really. This? This definitely wasn't harmless.
"Peter? Are you in there?" Crap! Steve! Peter stared at the door. Tony, he could distract. Steve, he had no chance.
"Yeah Pops, I'm here. Hold on." He called. Peter looked around his room.
"Peter? Are you okay? You sound funny. What's going on in there?"
"Nothing! Just give me a second!" Okay, so he'd somehow found his way onto th
The Avengers - Stony drabbleThe Avengers - Stony drabble2 years ago in Humor More Like This
It was early morning. Still too damn early. Clint was sitting at the table in the kitchen, slowly eating cereals. In front of him sat Natasha, munching on a toast, holding a cup of coffee. Her eyes were wide open and focused, in contrary to Clint's, whose head was getting lower and lower, nearly falling into the bowl.
"No, I have to go.."
"Sh, not yet, it's still early!"
Clint snapped his head at the sounds coming from the intercom. Natasha didn't seem to notice the muffled sounds, echoing through the kitchen, taking another bite.
"Nnnn.. I have to.."
"Just a quickie, and I'll let you go, promise,"
More muffled sounds. Some smooching. Clint nearly choked on his cereal as he recognized these voices. And he knew that Natasha did too, because she dropped her toast.
Bruce was down in his lab, already working. He pinched the bridge of his nose, hearing the noise. He sighed, thinking that Tony was trying again to Hulk him out, by broadcasting porn in his lab. He
Superfamily - Peter's First StepsSuperfamily - Peter's First Steps3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Peter's First Steps
It was a typical dinner at Avengers Tower for the team. Which meant an enormous amount of food (mostly frozen and take-out, because none of them could cook), Clint shooting apples in the air, and Tony's robots constantly cleaning up Thor's smashed plates and cups.
"Hey guys. Miss me?" Tony walked into the dining room, signature smirk on his face. Steve followed shortly behind him, carrying a sleeping Peter. Natasha snorted.
"Ouch." Tony replied, sitting down at his 'appointed' chair (Thor's idea "You all must have your own banquet setting!"). "I am deeply wounded. Seriously."
Natasha just rolled her eyes, going back to her Chinese. Steve had gone into the kitchen to find some baby food, unsuccessfully. "Hey, guys, what happened to the baby food?"
Thor looked up from his chicken. "Ah, do you mean those marvelous clear containers of blended meals? Why they were delicious! I did not know it was possible to blend foods together as such."
The Reason is You"Remember, he needs his nap after lunch or he'll get cranky." Steve told Clint as he gave him a big blue duffle bag.The Reason is You3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Yes, and he can't eat too much sugar or he won't sleep in the afternoon, I know." Clint replied, waving his hand dismissively.
Tony was in a corner, his 2 year old son Peter on his arms. "Steeeeve." He whined. "I'm not sure this is a good idea."
"You're the one who wanted to go to Europe for our anniversary." Steve rolled his eyes.
"Yes, yes. But I don't trust Barton."
Clint shouted an offended 'Hey!' just as Natasha arrived. "No one does, that's why I'm helping."
"Well, I don't trust you, either." Tony said to Natasha as Steve took Peter from his arms.
"Tony." Steve warned. "We don't have another choice. We can't bother Bruce with this, he's been doing research for SHIELD. We also can't leave Peter with Thor because, well, because he's Thor."
Tony sighed heavily but eventually accepted it. After saying goodbye to their son and friends, Steve and Tony left for the airpo
Proposal"Daddy, why aren't you and Papa married?"Proposal3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
That was a good question, wasn't it? One answer that popped in Tony's mind was that he never though about getting married. But well, he never thought he'd be living with Captain America or that he would adopt a child. A few years ago if someone said that one day there would be a small 6 year-old boy in his garage watching him work, Tony would laugh so hard he'd probably fall into a coma.
"I don't know, Peter."
"Do you want to marry him?"
Tony stopped to think. Did he want to marry Steve? He already woke up next to him every morning, they took Peter to school together, had meals together, cleaned the house together, told bedtime stories to Peter together. A formal marriage wasn't necessary. But 'needing' and 'wanting' were different things, and Peter asked Tony if he wanted to marry Steve.
"You know, I think I do."
"Why don't you ask him?" Of course Peter would ask that, because Peter was a child and when you're a child things are that si
I Know Who I Want To Take Me HomeIt started out harmless enough, as all things involving Tony Stark did. He wasn't malicious or conniving by nature, no, he just knew how to get his way most of the time. And when one has natural charm and charisma, would it not be prudent to use said attributes to one's advantage? Again, no. He really couldn't care less about all the fame and admiration his money and legacy brought him, despite what the tabloids would have people believe. He wanted, and felt he deserved, to be admired and sought after for his genius and engineering aspects that were slowly helping the world become a better place; the natural charm and charisma were just genetics.I Know Who I Want To Take Me Home3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He had been brought up adorned with certain privileges, but, as his father made it abundantly clear at every turn, he was never going to be living off of those dispensations. Lucky for him, the genius gene had been passed on as well, and he was able to make his own way in the world while still living in the luxury of his surrounded upbrin
Why Wally's not allowed to have a cape"Hey Rob, can I borrow your cape?"Why Wally's not allowed to have a cape3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The raven haired boy looked up from his holographic computer to see his best friend.
"Why do you want to do that? I thought it gets in the your way when you run." With one eyebrow raised he looked at his friend suspiciously. Wally always made fun of his cape, saying that it smelled weird (don't ask) and how it's going to get caught on something and make him a living piñata.
"Well yea, but who said anything about running with it?"
" Touché." He took off his cape and handed it to the read headed boy, who happily put it on. "So what are you going to do with it?"
With one hand Wally pulled his goggles down so you can barely see his bright green eyes, and with the other he pulled up the cape up right below the goggles. He narrowed his eyes into a glare, and with a low voice he said "I'm Batman."
Robin couldn't help but laugh. It was the best/funniest imitation of the Dark Knight he had ever seen. He then stopped and stared, a smirk forming o
DancingTony was sitting in his workshop, working on a flaw in one of his gauntlet repulsors. It had a tendency to overload and lean towards exploding when used too much. Tony, however, loved his hands, needed them really, and didn't want that to happen. He was so involved in trying to fix the gauntlet that he had completely missed the fact that Steve had used his access code to get in and was currently sketching him.Dancing2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Tony finally found the problem, a fierce grin on his face. With a deft twist of his hands, he repaired the gauntlet and sighed. Putting it down, he looked up and stretched, freezing when he saw Steve sitting across from him. A cool breeze on the few inches of skin left bared by his t-shirt caused Tony to lower his arms slowly, studying the other man. Was that a slight blush he could see on Steve's face?
"Capsicle," Tony greeted idly, nodding at the blonde man. "Whatcha doing down here?"
"I came down here to ask you a question," Steve said softly, the blush highlighting his cheeks
When the Truth HurtsTony paced around the hospital waiting hall, desperate for a drink. Steve was sitting down, following Tony with his eyes, his leg twitching. Both were silent.When the Truth Hurts3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The fight was unbalanced, the enemy was grasping the Avengers' techniques and was more capable of dodging the attacks. The team didn't have a plan, they were just exhausting themselves trying to take him down. But the odds changed when Spiderman came to their aid.
They had heard of Spiderman, but didn't know who was under that mask or if he could be trusted. But when he appeared out of nowhere, the element of surprise distracted their enemy, which opened an opportunity to take him down.
Unfortunately, Spiderman was hit before Thor and the Hulk could take care of the enemy and he was lying unconscious on the ground. Captain America ran to his aid but was stunned when he removed the mask only to reveal his son, Peter.
Steve ran his hands through his hair in frustration and Tony sat down next to him, a hand on Rogers' leg to
Not a Hero, Just a BoyWhen it began, Peter would leave without telling his parents and when they saw the bruises he'll tell them that he fell off his skateboard. It doesn't take a genius to see that those bruises could have never been caused by a simple fall, and Tony actually is a genius so he's pretty fast to find out that Peter's lying.Not a Hero, Just a Boy3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It doesn't take long for Steve to put the pieces of the puzzle together either, but when they have a serious talk about it, Peter tells his parents that they are crazy and leaves for his room, limping.
That went on for weeks, until Tony decided that 'screw his privacy, he's my son and he's lying to me' so he plays dirty. It was one of those nights when everything was way too quiet in Peter's room, save for the music playing in his computer, and Tony knew he was out. So he simply got in and waited in the dark until Peter came in through the window. The blue and red suit was ripped and stained dark from blood and Tony was not sure if he was more angry or worried. He went fo