Requested by Layo_Kat5678

Peter waltzed into the common room, casually sipping some milk from a glass labeled "bleach", when he came to an abrupt halt at the sight in the living room.

Instead of the normal sofas and such (though they were still there), there were four random people standing there. Two men, one older, and one who was about 17, and two women, one the same age as the older man, and the other decked out in military uniform.

"Um... who ARE you people? And why do you look so familiar?" Peter gasped, milk long forgotten as he went to approach the people in the living room. The two men that had previously been dismantling the TV, were now staring at Peter.

"Uh? Who are YOU? And don't you dare say something like 'I'm your great great grandchild' or something" he said, suddenly glaring at the other teen.

Peter raised his hands in surrender, and tried to figure out what to say, but when he came to a loss of words, he called for help.

"DAD?" He shouted up towards the ceiling, hopefully either grabbing his father's attention, or letting Friday know, so she would get Tony.

Everyone stared at Peter in shock for a solid 5 minutes, before they heard the unmistakable "thump thump thump" of someone walking down the stairs.

"What is it Peter? I was just working on upgrades for your..." Tony's words trickled to a stop, when he laid eyes on the people in his common room.

Instead of getting angry, and fussing about people somehow breaking in to Stark tower, he stared at the old man.

"Dad?"

The teens gaze instantly switched to Peter, and he gaped at the boy, who literally had a glass labeled "bleach".

"My SON?"

The older woman looked between the older man, and Peter, before she gasped, and approached him, holding one hand to his cheek as he stared deep into his eyes.

"My grandson?"

"Is Steve here?" The younger lady asked, as she walked out the door, and into the hallway to the rest of the building.

But nobody noticed her leaving. Everyone was too distracted by the brand new developments in their lives.

It was Tony (the older one) who finally snapped out of his funk, and looked around the room.

"How? Why? What is going on? MOM?" He cried, running over to hug her.

Damn. Peter thought. It'd be PRETTY awkward if Bucky were to show up now.

"I thought you could tell us why we were here, Anthony" Howard said, wrapping his arm around Smol Tony's shoulders. Tol Tony laughed.

"Time travel, is not my forte. Flight, mechanics, making machines to help fight bad guys, now that is what I do" he said, backing up. Howard smiled.

"Speak of the devil! Let's see all those weapons you've invented, from 1983 to.. when is it now?" He asked calmly, getting a cold stare from Tony.

"Uh 2018" Peter said, right before Tony corrected his father.

"Actually, Howard, I don't manufacture weapons for the military any more" he said, and pulled his shirt down right before Howard was about to argue. "This is an arc reactor. It saved my life, when shrapnel was embedded in my heart, because of a Stark bomb" he said, receiving a gasp from both Smol Tony, and Maria.

Howard looked just as ready to tell Tony about all the mistakes he was making, when Maria rested a hand on his arm, silencing him for the time being.

"Now!" Tony said, clapping his hands together. "How do we get you guys back home? Because I've seen enough SciFi shit to know that if you don't go back, it'll 'rupture the space time continuum' or something" he said, and Peter smiled.

"I think I know someone who can help"

Thirty minutes later, Loki was standing in the middle of the room, rolling his eyes (but secretly loving the fact that Peter thought of him) as he Tony explained what he had to do.

"Yadda yadda yadda. Get these losers back to '83. I got it" Loki said, but as he was about to open the portal, everyone heard a knocking at the door.

"Who the fuck knocks in the building?" Tony mumbled, and directly after, the door slammed open as Deadpool walked in.

"Well I was TRYING to be chivalrous, but it appears YOU were the one who killed it all along" he said, pointing at Tony, who sighed and rolled his eyes.

His reaction, however, was the exact opposite of Peter's, who smiled his usual smile (which people have pointed out, is always brighter than the sun), and ran up to him.

"Babe!" He said, and leaned over to kiss his 18 year old boyfriend, who pulled up his mask a bit to let him. They both smiled, and sat down on one of the couches, practically sitting on each other.

"Wow, one of you is a really funny looking girl" Howard said, looking at the couple. Peter's expression changed to that of confusion, while Wade's to that of rage.

Along with Tony's.

"What did you just say about my son and his boyfriend?" Tony glared at Howard, who now truly understood where the term "death glare" came from.

"Wait, your son has a boyfriend? And here I was, almost proud of you. How could you let this happen to him? Or should I say her? That is disgusting" each word only made Tony's vision a brighter red.

Right before he was about to tackle Howard, and beat him to a pulp, two different portals opened from underneath the people that belonged in 1983. The first one swallowed Maria and Smol Tony, and the second took Howard.

Tony looked at Loki, and gave him a questioning look.

"Well, I sent you and your mom back to the correct time. They shouldn't remember anything, except the feeling of being overwhelmingly proud.

"Your father, on the other hand, is going to be eternally falling, for a good period of time" he smiled, and tapped his foot on the ground, successfully closing the two portals.

"How convenient that Loki can do that, and has the exact toolset needed to solve this problem without much difficulty, so the sleep deprived author doesn't have to spend too much energy thinking of a complex way to solve the problem. Who even knows if Loki can genuinely do this in mythology or not" Wade abruptly said, and Peter burst out laughing.

Loki, Tony, and Wade were smiling because of how adorable and awesome Peter is.

*skip the time. Like. Idk. 5 hours maybe? Yeah sure*

"Hey dad?" Peter whispered as he walked in Tony's room, worried he might be waking his father, who definitely hadn't been getting enough sleep to begin with.

Thankfully (or not), he was still awake, working at his desk. He glanced up, and gave Peter his full attention.

"Yeah kiddo?" He asked, turning the chair to directly face Peter.

"Well, when you saw your dad, you were so excited, but the you were about to like, beat him up, and why would you do that, over me?" Peter asked, in the softest voice in the history of soft voices.

"Peter, you're the most important thing to me. Who cares about my asshole father, when I've got the best son in the entire world? And of freaking course I'm going to beat someone up if they insult you, even it they're, I don't know, Thanos" Tony said, hugging Peter tightly.

"Squirrel Girl is more powerful than him"

"What?"

Suddenly, there was a loud bang coming from the now open door of the living room, not unlike the sound Wade made when he smashed into the room.

"GUYS PEGGY IS BACK FROM 1983!!!" Steve shouted.