Mr. Stark, can you help me with my laundry?
(Okay, I had too! >~<)
Peter was folding his clothes thinking about superhero stuff when he thought of something. Peter started to laugh as he picked up the laundry basket and ran to the elevator, still laughing.
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Tony, Clint, Nat, Steve, Sam, Thor, and Bucky were all sitting in the lounge just chatting. Nat sent Peter down to do his laundry awhile ago,
"What's taking him so long," wined Clint
"Will you shut up birdbrain!" Tony said
"Fuck off Tony," Clint mumbled
"Language," Steve said rolling his eyes,
"No, but really, what is taking Peter so lo-" Clint was cut off when the elevator opened, Peter stumbled out with a laundry basket in hand, laughing. Peter looked up at the confused Avengers,
"M-Mr. St-tark, ca-an *Wheeze* yo-ou help-p me-e *Cough* w-with m-my lau-undry *Laugh* c-cus you-ur IRONman!" Peter wheezed out before dropping the laundry basket and fell to the floor laughing.
Clint, Bucky, Thor and Sam started laughing as Nat and Steve chuckled. Tony rolled his eyes, this kid is going to be the death of him
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(IDK ok, I was just doing my work and this popped in my head. Don't kill me, also I was laughing so hard!)
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