Peter POV:

It was Sunday, and we had school tomorrow. Yay, can't wait. But I'm going to make the best out of this Sunday. And what better to do than make gingerbread houses? I mean yes, you make them and never eat them and then they become as hard as rocks and just sit at your kitchen taking up space and collecting cobwebs (or spider webs hint hint wink wink) until you throw them out. But they're still a fun family activity! Cause I mean, what's better than having a friendly family gingerbread house-building contest!?

TimeSkip

Turns out lots of things. Lots of things are better than having a friendly family gingerbread house-building contest. Wait hold on- scratch the 'friendly'. Just make it a family gingerbread house-building contest. Everything is better than having a family gingerbread house-building contest. Everything.

It started off okay, we made teams of two and all started with the same kits. The idea was to create something other than what was shown on the box. And the pairs were as follows:

Dad and Pops, Wanda and Nat, Thor and Bruce, Sam and Bucky, Clint and Pietro, and me and Shuri.

T'Challa, Carol, and Valkyrie were not gonna participate, because well... yeah I don't know why they didn't give a reason. But everything was going smoothly, that was until a food fight broke out. But before things were demolished, here's what everyone got done:

"It's cool and it works" - the Infamous Tony Stank- oh whoops I mean Stark.

"It's sheek, and simple." - Two Absolute Queens.

"We tried, okay?" - Bruce the Goose

"A masterpiece, it is 100% art." - Sam, the total birdbrain.

"AHHH AHHH! HELP US! We're under prehistoric attack!" - Clint, the actual total birdbrain.

"In your losing faces!" - Shuri, Princess of Wakanda and Queen of Vine.

TimeSkip

After everyone was finished, Jarvis gave everyone's house a title. Me and Shuri got Most Modern. Clint and Pietro got Most Historical Value. Stuff like that. But then, and I don't know who started it, but a glob of frosting was thrown. It hit Dad on the, and then it turned into a full on food fight. Well... with gingerbread house supplies anyways. Which, might I add, was not pretty. Frosting, gumdrops, hard gingerbread cookie scraps, chocolate? Fun, yes, but also very gooey. After about like 10 minutes everyone was covered with glops of frosting. Then the elevator dinged.

Thor turned towards it, and as soon as the doors opened, he chucked a fistfull of frosting at whoever it was. My eyes widened when I finally saw who was in the elevator, and I'm glad that Harley ducked when he did. I watched as he took in the scene in front of him, and then looked at Dad.

"Tony...?" He asked and Dads eyes widened.

"Oh my god! Harley I totally forgot!" Dad suddenly exclaims and drops the handful of gummy bears he was holding. He grabs a kitchen towel and starts cleaning off his hair.

"No... uh really it's fine. I can just come another day." Harley says, and I look between him and Dad. What were they talking about?

"Oh hey-" Dad looks at me. "Peter can help you!" he says.

"Help Harley with... what exactly?" I ask, and Harely walks out of the elevator.

"Tony was gonna help me finish my AI today." Harls says and I smile. I'm great at those!

"Oh cool! I can help you!" I start to walk towards Harley, but then remember that I'm covered in... I don't even know what at this point. "But... can I shower real quick?" I ask and Harley nods. "Okay um, follow me."

TimeSkip

I walk into my room and tell Harley he can wait on my bed, and that I'll only be a few minutes. Then I walk into my bathroom and take a shower. Once I've dried off, I wrap a towel around my waist and walk back out into my room, completely forgetting Harley was there.

(For peter's room, I picture like his bed next to the bathroom door, like there on the same wall, and his dresser is across from his bed.)

I walk over to my dresser and quickly grab a shirt and pants to change into. Then I turn around, and died right there on the spot from pure embarrassment.

"H-H-Ha-arle-ey." I stutter out, and quickly drop my pants and use my shirt to cover my chest. Harley's face turns bright red. "I-I forgot yo-ou were he-here." I say and he gulps.

"U-Uhm-m..." He says nothing for a moment and then stands up. "I'm gonna wait o-outside." He says and then leaves my room.

Harley POV:

Oh my god. OH MY GOD. SEND HELP I AM NOT OKAY. WHY DOES PETER HAVE TO BE SO DANG CUTE. This is not okay. This is- this is why I... why I love him. He's too pure, and adorable, and cute, and stubborn at times. He's perfect. And he even had abs, but that's just a little extra bonus, you know?

Just then the door opens and Peter steps out in one of his classic pun t-shirts. I raise my left hand. He looks at me strangely before glancing down at his shirt and bursting out laughing.

"Nice one," he says, and pretends to use the force to raise my left hand. I raise it slowly and he laughs again.

"So I take it you believe in telekinesis?" He says to me, before walking down the hall back to the elevator.

"Oh totally." I say and follow him, once we get into the lab, I take the small flash drive out of my pocket and plug it into a computer. I explain what I've done so far to Peter, and he nods along. We work on the AI for the next 20 minutes or so, before Peter turns to face me.

"Does it have a name?" He asks me.

"What?" I ask looking up from my work.

"Your AI, does it have a name?" Peter asks me again.

"Oh uh," I scratch the back of my head. "It's name is... Terrance." I watch as Peter attempts at keeping a straight face.

"Does uh," he folds his arms with his hands underneath them. "Does it stand for anything?" He asks again.

"Well... the 'T' stands for Tennessee. But that's about it." I admit and Peter lets out a laugh.

"Nice." He says, and then we get back to work. An hour or so later, Terrance is complete. Then I check the time and see that it's almost 6pm. I need to be home by then to help my mom with dinner.

"Uhm Peter?" I ask him as we step into the elevator.

"Yeah?" He asks as I slip the flash drive back into my pocket.

"I kinda need to go home now." I say, fidgeting with my fingers. "My mom needs me home." I add in.

"Oh okay, do you want Happy to drive you?" He asks me, and I nod.

"Well he picked me up, so sure." I say and Peter presses a button in the elevator. Then it's awkward silence all the way to the garage and Peter says goodbye to me from the elevator.

Peter POV:
I waved goodbye to Harley, and then Friday brought me back up to the main floor. No one was covered in frosting and gummy bears now, and they all looked at me as I walked into the living room.

"Wh-What?" I ask laughing, but still confused.

"Oh, nothing." Dad says and goes back to tinkering with his gauntlet.

"Okay..." I glance at him before taking a seat down on the couch. "If you say so."

BabyTimeSkip

"Hey, I'll be right back. I'm gonna go get a sweatshirt. It's a bit cold." I say and Nat smirks.

"Harleys sweatshirt?" She asks me and my eyes go wide.

"Wha-at?" I ask, and gulp. "N-No I was gonna get my," I point towards my room with my thumb. "-my decathlon one..." I gulp and then walk off.

Well... great. Now everyone knows I have one of Harley's sweatshirts.