(Post Infinity War)

(Damn. This was originally like, crack-ISH, but by the end it was full on NOT to be taken seriously)

Peter looked around at his heroes, who were all sitting around a campfire, in the middle of the woods, singing that song from spongebob.

"C-A-M-P-F-I-R-E-S-O-N-G SONG" Clint cried out, off key. Everyone, including Vision (which was a sight to see) was laughing. Steve and Bucky were sitting just a little closer than normal, Clint, Bruce, and Natasha were all sitting on the same log, roasting marshmallows, Sam and Rhodey were trying, and failing, to keep a cool demeanor, and Stephen, Tony and Peter all shared a log, Strange and Stark incredibly drunk, telling each other the dumbest jokes.

It was pure bliss, in this little neck of the woods, where the Avengers were all sitting, feasting on roasted hot dogs and s'mores.

Then, there was a loud whoosh noise, and there was a spaceship hovering above them.

Jumping down from said ship, was Gamora, Peter Quill, Drax, Mantis, Groot, Rocket, and Nebula. Peter gasped in excitement. During his time on Titan, he had made pretty good friends with a few of the Guardians.

"MR. STARLORD!" He cried, waving up towards the man who was falling from the sky, his decent slowed by his cool jet pack shoes.

The aforementioned man waved back to Peter, and sat down next to the teenager.

"Hey sport!" He said, adjusting himself in his log-seat. "Any new and interesting stories to tell?" He asked, gaining Peter's full attention. To the obvious distaste of Tony, who loved his son-not-son with all his heart (though he'd never admit it), and absolutely despised Quill, who, because he was salty about Gamora's death, screwed up the mission, and caused Peter's death.

Peter, of course, forgave Quill almost instantly, bless his heart, but Tony wasn't as quick to forget.

"This party needs to be improved!" They all heard from the sky. Looking up, they saw Thor and Loki coming down from the Bifrost. "We shall play a game!" Thor shouted.

"Like what, oh God of Thunder?" Clint shouted sarcastically, but, Thor being Thor, didn't pick up on the sarcasm, and proceeded to tell his plan, only now with a slightly bigger head.

"We shall play a drinking game!" He shouted, as Loki, the Trickster god, made over a dozen mugs of beer appear. Everyone's eyes immediately darted to Peter, and then straight back at Thor, to which they all quickly shut him down.

"NO" many of them cried, to Thor's visible confusion. Tony sent a glare in Loki's direction, and the god fearfully made the drinks disappear.

"But-" Tho started, before Bruce stepped up and tried to explain to Thor why it wasn't ok for a seventeen year old to be drinking alcohol.

"Yeah, Mr. Starlord. I was on patrol the other night, when this weird guy came up to me. I thought he was like a bad guy, but my Spidey Sense didn't go off, so I didn't fight him. He started talking to me, and kind of following me, but then I had to fight a bad guy, and this guy helped. He was making jokes the entire time, and sometimes would talk to himself about boxes. It was weird" Peter said, barely taking a breath in between each statement.

When Tony heard Peter talk about the strange man, he realized his son had never told him about him, and soon figured out why.

"And then he introduced himself as Deadpool. And then I was like 'I've never heard of you' but he just laughed" Deadpool.

Deadpool was hanging out with his 17 year old son. Tony's first thought was "pedophilloic" But then he remembered the mercenary's file, and realized he's only 20. Still, Peter's a minor and that is illegal. But it's not like they're dating. Just stopping crimes.

Tony was so lost in thought, he didn't realize Vision had started telling a spooky story.

"The man slowly walked in the dark house, shining the flickering, dying flashlight around the room, in a last attempt to see what was making the noise" everyone was on the edge of their seats (logs). "His light shined on the source and he gasped" everyone stared wide eyed at Vision. "He realized he left the faucet on, turned it off, and went back to bed" everyone let out a groan, and leaned back on their logs.

"I'll tell you a scary story!" Shuri shouted, jumping up from behind Peter's log, scaring everybody. She sat on the log right next to both the Peters, and began.

"Drip...Drip...Drip...You awoke with a start, startled by the noise. Drip...Drip...Drip... there it goes again. You silently creep out of your bed, careful not to awake your parents, asleep next door. Drip...Drip...Drip... you are downstairs now, carefully checking each faucet to find the source of the sound. Drip...Drip...Drip...You check the last faucet. Its secure and off. Drip...Drip...Drip... its getting louder. DRIP...DRIP...DRIP... You feel a slight tap on your head. You look up to see your parents on the celling, mouths hanging wide open, blood dripping from their eyes. Drip...drip...drip... right onto your forehead" While a few people looked downright terrified, including Peter, who subconsciously scooted closer to Tony, most of the heroes gathered around the fire stared at Shuri blankly.

"My parents are dead" Tony finally spoke up, getting multiple "yeah me too"'s in agreement. Shuri scowled.

"L8r h8rs" she said, before backflipping into the shadows.

"Did she just say 'l8r h8rs' outloud?" Peter asked in admiration. Tony rolled his eyes.

"What was she doing here anyway?" Quill asked, looking at the spot where the princess had disappeared.

"What are YOU doing here Quill?" Tony shot back. Quill gasped in mock offense.

"rOOd" He said, holding his hand over his heart. Tony rolled his eyes yet again. Peter (Parker) yawned. This freaked Tony out.

"Ok everyone, time for bed" he announced, getting up. Peter frantically tried to shake his head no, and rub his eyes.

"We only just got here" Loki complained. Tony glared at him again, effectively shutting the god up.

"Wait Tony, where are we sleeping, there are no tents?" Steve pointed out, making Tony laugh.

"Mr. Rogers, you have such little faith in me! Friday, initiate GL-MP-6" he muttered the last part into wherever Friday's voice command thing is. Suddenly, 7 campers fell out of the sky, into the clearing where the group was gathering their belongings to go to bed.

There were a lot of screams, and a katana was embedded in the side of one camper. Tony heard Peter sigh.

"Wade what the hell are you doing here?" He turned to the direction the sword came from.

"Language!" Steve shouted, and Bucky scoffed.

"Puh-LEASE Steve, you have the dirtiest mouth out of anybody here" he said, and everyone gasped. Except Deadpool.

"I challenge you to a DUEL, to defend my honor of 'dirtiest mouth', and become THE ALPHA" Wade was screaming by the last few words, standing on a log and brandishing his ONE katana, because the other was still embedded in the side of the camper.

"Wade shut up" Peter mumbled, dragging Wade back down onto the seat. Wade's somehow expressive mask, managed show him roll his eyes. Peter stuck out his tongue in retort.

"Will everyone just go to bed? Jesus H Christ" tony mumbled, and started walking off to the camper with a giant "STARK" on the side. Peter would be staying in that one, with his father figure.

The other six campers included the one with a giant female symbol, the one where Natasha, Mantis, Gamora, Nebula and Wanda would be staying, the next was a picture of muscles, where Steve, Bucky, Bruce and Drax would be, the next is just a human, where Clint, Peter (Quill), Sam and Rhodey would be, and the next was a picture of a dice, where Wade, Stephen and Vision would be. And then the picture of a god, where Thor and Loki would stay, then the picture of a Rodent in a tree. For Groot and Rocket.

Wade retrieved his katana from the side of the God camper (uh oh spaghetti-o), and made his way to his designated camper.

"I don't understand why I'm not in muscle! Maybe the author just thought too many people in muscle would be a bad thing. But there's like 9 people in woman!" Wade grumbled, to everyone but Peter's confusion, who by now, was used to Wade's mention of "the author".

Tony watched as everyone filed into the campers, and as each light clicked off one by one, until it was just his camper left.

"Camping is nice" he muttered.

"It's glamping, we're in fucking RVs" Wade shouted, somehow able to hear Tony from all the way across the lot.

"LANGUAGE" cap shouted.

Tony grumbled, and went to bed.