Having the Avengers as a family was great. Sure, something usually horrible had to happen to you in order for them to even notice you—like being orphaned at the age of three when your family got in a car crash at the base of Stark Towers—but, you still get to live an incredible life.

There's another problem with being the adopted son of Tony Stark, pretty much your whole social life was an intricate web of lies that took years of weaving to complete. A web that was meant to catch insects and prevent them from passing through. But, it was worth all the lies and deception in the long run. It leaves you a few friends that are so close to you that no secret is held from them.

These individuals are some of the most trustworthy in the whole world. They are some of the only ones that know the Starks have a son.

And that son's name is Peter Stark—or more publicity known—Peter Parker. And at the moment, Peter Parker-Stark was feeling one of the downsides to the Avengers being his family.

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It was Natasha's birthday.

And Peter wanted to go out to celebrate. Normally, this wouldn't be a problem. They went out for each other's birthdays all the time, but this wasn't a normal birthday. It was Natasha-Freaking-Romanoff's. The Avengers had only started acknowledging it when peter turned eight.

A few years prior his eighth birthday, Peter had started noticing that they never made and attempt to wish Natasha a happy birthday.

Ever.

For two years, every time it was one of his family's birthdays, Peter would have a panic attack. He would get extremely upset over Natasha never having a birthday. His condition would quickly deteriorate until he had a full blown breakdown.

After two years of this, Natasha finally gave up the precious information and they had said at least one happy birthday to her every year.

Natasha hated it.

But she would endure it for her nephew's happiness.

Natasha had kept her birthday a secret because she didn't want to celebrate it. She had never celebrated it in the Red Room when she was growing up, so why start now? Sure, she would celebrate other people's birthday, but that was their tradition. She, personally, just didn't get it.

All a birthday was, was a bunch of people—friends and strangers alike—coming up to you and congratulating you for being one year close to your ultimate demise. And you weren't even the one who put the effort and pain into being born. The mother did that. So why weren't the women celebrated on giving life to another being? Eh. What can you do?

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And that leads to Peter's problem with being related to the most famous people in the world.

He had wanted to take Nat to an ice cream parlor a few blocks from his school that he and his two friends—Ned and MJ—went to. He thought it would be nice to do something normal.

But, that would never be possible for them. At least, as long as they wanted to keep Peter out of the eyes of the press.

And so, all of the Avengers were waiting in the commons room in baseball caps and sunglasses. They could barley recognize each other. Ok, Pete was being dramatic, but you get the point.

"No. Take those off."

Everyone looked at Peter.

"Pete...we need to wear these. If we don't...everyone will know you're..."

"I know dad...but I think it's time. I'm 16. I'm done hiding."

And so, Peter Parker Stark was announced to the world. And none of them could care less.

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Oh my god!!! I just watched Justice League: Gods and Monsters and it was soooo good!! I especially love Kirk. If you haven't seen it, I highly recommend it. I honestly prefer it over the normal JL.

Oh and..I have no idea what just happened with this Chap. It's so random and just...weird.

Oh well.

Until next time.