(Hello everyone! Hope y'all had a merry Christmas and a happy New Year! Apologies for this chapter and the next one being revamped ones. I've been busy with some stuff and the holidays, and didn't have much time to write.)

Anyway on with the story.
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Tony enjoyed sleeping in, especially on the weekends. Having endured long nights in the lab many nights before. Almost to the point he forgot what day it was, he gets to lay down and fall into a dreamy sleep but it's even better when his son cuddles with him. Peter, being the five year old he is, doesn't exactly like being without his dad.

He's also phobically afraid of the dark, as he believed all the monsters lived under his bed. Typical kid things, Tony had tried and failed to convince Peter there aren't monsters living under his bed. But it fell on deaf ears, besides, having his boy in his arms was the best feeling and he wouldn't trade it for the world.

When he woke up Peter was right there at his side, his upper torso rhythmically rising and falling as he peacefully slept. Tony stroked his son's cheek hearing his hums of content as Peter snuggled closer to him. As he did, his eyes fluttered open to the sunlight peeking through the curtains. He looked up at Tony wearing a sleepy smile on his face. "Morning dad." Peter greeted.

"Morning bambino, did you sleep well?" Tony asked.

Peter agreed, yawning a little, "I slept well."

Tony stretched his arms out, feeling every little muscle ease and pop. "That's good, wanna go get some breakfast?"

Peter shook his head in protest and nuzzled closer to Tony who smiled and kissed Peter's forehead. "Snuggles dad." Peter mumbled with a smile. So as the morning continued, Tony cuddled with Peter, at least until 11 A.M. when Tony had to get up and ready for an important meeting.

At least that's what Pepper yelled through the phone and something along the lines of the company being at stake. Tony couldn't hear the rest as Peter grabbed his phone, said bye to his aunt, and hung up. Tony chuckled to himself, that was definitely his boy, he got up and got dressed for this meeting but there was one problem.

He couldn't exactly take his five year old with him and he didn't have a sitter so he had to call a friend whose name is Happy Hogan. Happy secretly would do anything for this kid but tries to act all tough and be mean but everyone knows Peter is just a big ball of sunshine and is nice to everybody. "Alright bambino. Uncle Happy is gonna watch you, be good, and no lab time until I get back okay?"

Peter nodded his head, "Okay dad, you be good too! No being mean to Mr. Fury. And be careful please?"

Tony smiled and kissed his son's head. "Don't worry bud, I'll be careful. I love you."

"Love you too dad." Peter replied.

Tony left and Happy sat down on the couch with Peter following only sitting a few inches away. "So what do you wanna do kid?" He asked.

"I don't know, we could watch a movie if you want." Peter suggested.

"Fine with me you can pick." Peter smiled, and headed towards the kitchen, climbing up onto the counter trying to reach the cabinet that held the almighty delicious popcorn. Happy saw what he was doing, and rushed to Peter afraid he might fall.

"Kid what are you doing?!" He asked, his voice laced in panic.

"Getting popcorn." Peter innocently said.

"Kid, you're gonna fall. If you get injured under my care, then your dad will kill me so get down and I'll make popcorn while you get the movie prepped." Happy told the boy. The older man helped Peter down from the counter and put the popcorn in the microwave. While Peter put on Finding Nemo, they ate their popcorn and watched the movie and later Tony was home hanging out with his son and friend.
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The End of Chapter 218