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#idk how you would tag this as st*rker but don't even try
spooderboyandtincan · 4 years
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When Tony walked into the boy’s room to wake Peter from his nap, he nearly had heart failure.
Because his baby wasn’t there.
Frantically, he pulled the soft, yellow sheets from his bed. But all he found was Peter’s well-loved Iron Man teddy.
“Peter!!” he shouted. “Petey!!” 
He dropped to his knees to search under Peter’s bed. Maybe Peter was under there, somehow? “Pete?!”
Nothing.
He leapt to his feet, heart going wild. Tony didn’t know what to do. He had put his little toddler down to sleep, gone to work in the living room for half an hour, and now his baby wasn’t here.
“Jarvis! Where’s Peter?!” he cried.
“Sir, it appears that young Peter is currently asleep in the kitchen.”
What?!
“Wha- how?!” Tony raced down the stairs. How the hell did Peter get to the kitchen?
“Pete!!” he called.
But there was no sign of him. 
“Jar, you said he’s in here!!”
“Sir, I would advise looking upwards,” Jarvis replied.
Tony glanced at the ceiling, then screamed.
Peter was on the ceiling. Peterwasontheceling and he was goingtofall
“P-peter?” he whispered. 
Oh no oh no oh no ohnoohnoohnoohno
There was a small yawn, and then a tiny voice mumbling, “ ’Addy?”
And then Peter let go.
Tony lunged forward, catching the little boy in his arms and hugging him close. 
Peter grinned up at him with a big, bright smile. “Hi!! Hi, Daddy!!”
Tony just stared. 
What the fuck?!
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