An-Tony fucks up an experiment and the team see his happiest memories

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"An experiment has gone wrong in Boss' lab, I urge you to go to his aid." FRIDAY's voice rang out. The team jumped up and bounded down to the lab, thanking the lord when the door slammed open. They were met with Tony unconscious on the lab floor.

"FRIDAY what went wrong?" Steve asked worriedly, rushing over to check Tony's pulse. It was rapid but he was still out cold.

"Boss was experimenting with mind-reading technology. You-May-perience-" FRIDAY's voice cut in and out making the team panic.

"FRIDAY what's going on?!" Bucky asked.

"You May experience mind reading qualities, specifically happy memories from Tony's past." She said, just as she finished the team were thrown into the lab, but it looked different. Things were out of place, it was messier and manly there was a teenage boy sitting next to Tony, poking him.

"Pay attention to me." He whined, Tony didn't say anything as he continued to screw something in. The boy stuck his bottom lip out in a pout.

"I'll cry if you don't pay attention to me." He said, tears gathering in his eyes.

"You wouldn't dare," Tony said, turning his head to look at him. The boys face hardened as the tears spilled out of his eyes. Tony looked panicked, he didn't know how to deal with a crying teenager. Tony panicked and hugged Peter around his neck. The tear immediately ceased and his face broke into a smile.

"Good enough attention for you kid?" Tony asked, Peter hummed and nodded.

"Yeah. This is good." Peter said quietly.

The scene changed to a school auditorium, Peter was trailing the same teenage boy around at the booths. They smiled when they realised they were at a science fair. The kid was clutching Tony's arm to his side, pulling him around.

"Can you believe I won first place, Mr Stark?!" He said excitedly, motioning to the small trophy in his other hand.

"Of course you won Pete, you built a damn robot dog. It even barks!" Tony said, nudging Peter's side.

"It wasn't that good, you should have seen the presentation Ned made!" Peter said sheepishly, his cheeks reddening.

"Shit it, Pete, you did amazing, take the win. I'm proud of you. And can it with the Mr Stark stuff." Tony said, reaching a hand up to ruffle Peter's hair. Peter whines loudly, his face splitting into a grin.

"Alright, Mr Tony," Peter said, Tony rolled his eyes and ruffled Peter's hair again.

"It's a start," Tony said.

The scene changed again to Peter and Tony in the lab again, they were bent over Mark 82, and they were modifying the repulsers. Tony put his screwdriver and down with a pained groan. Peter giggled at him and proded him with the screwdriver he was holding.

"Get back to it old man." Peter quipped. Tony narrowed his eyes and prodded him back with his own screwdriver. When Peter let out a small snort Tony's eyes widened.

"Oh my gods, Spider-Man is ticklish!" Tony shouted, Peter's face reddened.

"No, he's not!" Peter insisted, Tony smirked and prodded him again making Peter let out a short laugh.

"Oh, I think he is," Tony said, dropping the screwdriver to tackle Peter to the floor, pinning his legs and tickling his sides. Peter squirmed underneath him, screaming out laughs and swatting at Tony's chest.

"NO! STOP IT TONY!" Peter shouted between laughs. Tony smirked wider and only continued his attack. Peter squirmed harder and kicked his legs out, accidentally kicking the repulser that had fallen on the floor. The repulser shot a beam, cutting a hole through the wall. Tony paused his attack, and Peter looked up at the hole in the wall.

"We should clean that up before Pepper gets back shouldn't we?" Peter said quietly, Tony nodded.

"Yeah. But first Spider-Man needs a tickle!" Tony shouted, they couldn't help but smile at the two.

The next scene was Peter and Tony curls up together on the couch, watching the movie. Peter looked between the popcorn bowl and Tony, "Can you get the popcorn bowl?" He asked, Tony looked down at him and frowned.

"Why can't you get it?" Tony said, Peter stuck his bottom lip out in a pout.

"I'm comfy." He said, Tony rolled his eyes.

"Get it yourself you leach," Tony said, Peter groaned, digging further into Tony's side.

"But dad!" Peter protested, then stilling, pulling fully away from Tony and freezing.

"Mr Stark I'm so sorry I didn't, I didn't, m-mean to, and I'm really really sorry I can, I can go I'm really really sorry I made you uncomfortable and-" Peter rushed out, tugging on his collar. Tony shushed him by holding up a hand.

"We just got over that Mr Stark thing and now we're right back there?" Tony asked, clearly unimpressed. Peter blinked and reddened.

"Mr Stark I don't-" Tony scoffed and cut him off again.

"Nope, I will only respond to dad from here on out," Tony said firmly, Peter reddened further.

"Mr Stark-" Peter frowned when Tony stuck his fingers in his ears.

"La la la la, I can't hear you! Who is this Mr Stark you speak of?" He said loudly. Peter rolled his eyes and scoffed.

"Dad!" Peter shouted finally, Tony smirked and pulled his fingers out of his ears.

"There we go, now come cuddle with your dear old dad," Tony said, beckoning him over. Peter blushed before retaking his spot in Tony's side.

"Who's gonna get the popcorn though?" Peter said finally, Tony groaned, swatting Peter over the head.

The scene changed again to Christmas last year, when Tony said he couldn't make it. The team were suspicious but didn't mind. Pepper, Tony, Rhodey and Peter were sat around the lounge room. Peter was standing on top of the couch with his hands on his hips.

"I am not a baby." He said firmly, the other three couldn't help but laugh.

"Says the boy who's standing up on top of the couch looking like he's about to throw a tantrum." Pepper said, Peter frowned, dropping back down into the couch.

"You are so a baby," Tony said, Peter glared at him.

"I'll have you know I am sixteen, I am a big boy," Peter said firmly, Rhodey three his head back and laughed.

"You literally just called yourself a big boy, I would take that seriously," Rhodey said, Peter's eyes widened before he fell face down into the couch.

"It's Christmas! You aren't a supposed to be making fun of me." He said, muffled by the couch.

"Speaking of, you having a good time?" Pepper teased, Peter looked up and nodded.

"Yeah, thanks for inviting me, it was really hard when May said she wouldn't be able to take time off for today. It's been really great." Peter said with a wide smile, sitting up on the couch.

"It's no worry, Peter, you're a joy to be around," Pepper said, Peter smiled wider at the comment. Tony and Pepper shared a look.

"There's actually another reason we wanted you over," Tony said, avoiding Peter's eyes. Peter narrowed his eyes.

"Don't tell me you blew up the lab again," Peter said, narrowing his eyes.

"Again?" Pepper said warningly. Tony Parker slightly, waving a hand.

"A story for another day, we actually have something to give you," Tony said nervously, Peter narrowed his eyes.

"Don't tell me you made me another suit, the last one took me three months to figure out how to use." He said with a smirk, Rhodey couldn't help but laugh, Tony had made him another suit but that was for later.

"No, actually it's a lot more important," Tony said, pulling a cm all box out from behind the couch. He handed it off to Peter, who took it in his hands hesitantly.

"Nothing gonna happen when I open it? No glitter or confetti?" Peter asked, eyebrow raised. Tony laughed nervously.

"Not this time," Tony said, Peter narrowed his eyes further.

"Mhm, mhm, you sure dad?" Peter asked, Tony's heart still hammered in his chest whenever Peter called him that.

"Jesus Peter just open the box," Tony said, Peter made a huffing noise, undoing the ribbon and pulling the lid off. Carefully pulling out the papers. Peter looked up confused.

"Is this where you tell me I'm fired?" He said nervously, Pepper and Tony shook their heads rapidly.

"Just, just read it. We already asked May and she's said it's fine." Tony said, Peter nodded, his eyes widening as he read on. Tears were slipping out of his eyes. The paper was crinkling in his hands as he looked up at Tony and Pepper.

"What? This isn't a joke?" He said breathlessly.

"Nope," Tony said, wringing his hands.

"Oh my god. You want to adopt me?" Peter breathed, looking back down at the paper. Tony and Pepper didn't expect him to just up from his seat and hug them around their necks.

"So is that a yes?" Pepper asked. Peter sniffed particularly hard.

"Of course it is." He said like it was obvious.

The team were pulled out of the memories and fell onto the floor. The boy from the memories was fiddling with his hands, "Are you guys ok? Tony got the frequency wrong so I fixed it up. But I don't think he should try that again." Peter said quietly, wringing his hands worriedly.

"You're, you're the boy in his memories?" Clint breathed, Peter blushed.

"Please don't tell me you saw that one time I had a breakdown cause we watched Bambi," Peter said pleadingly. Clint shook his head.

"No, they were all good memories, his favourite memories," Natasha said, Peter blushed again.

"I didn't know I was in his favourite memories, I usually just annoy him," Peter said irritably, Clint shook his head.

"No, you were in all of them." Bucky breathed. Peter blushed darker.

"Oh. That's unexpected." He said quietly. Tony shot up from the floor and rushed over to Peter.

"Peter wow, I love you so much," Tony said breathlessly, hugging him into a hug. Peter blinked servers times before wrapping his arms around Tony.

"I love you too? What's goin' on?" Peter said, Tony shrugged.

"Mind-reading technology didn't work, jumped into the memory cortex." Tony said, Peter nodded.

"I guessed that. By the way are you aware that the Avengers are in the room and apparently they saw your favourite memories and apparently they saw a lot of me." Peter said calmly, Tony shot back and held Peter at arm's length. He dropped his arms and turned around, finally seeing the team. He blinked several times.

"Say, team, what did you see?" Tony asked anxiously.

"The I'll cry if you don't pay attention to me, the school science fair, spiderman isn't ticklish and blowing a hole in the wall, the first time he called you dad and on Christmas with the adoption papers." Sam listed off, both Peter and Tony reddened immediately.

"Did I mention I have a son?" Tony asked, putting an arm around his shoulders.

"Well no, but this is recently I assume?" Wanda asked, Peter and Tony shrugged again.

"Well, it was last Christmas when Pepper and I adopted him," Tony said awkwardly, Peter smiled awkwardly.

"But that was almost a year ago," Bruce said. Tony and Peter nodded.

"Hey Pete why aren't you doing that assignment with Ned?" Tony asked, Peter reddening grinning sheepishly.

"That's actually what I was coming to talk to you about. I asked MJ out." Peter said, rocking on his heels. Tony's has dropped open.

"Oh my god. Oh my god. My son officially has a girlfriend. Oh my god." Tony shouted, Peter rolled his eyes.

"You are so lame," Peter said, unable to right the smile making its way onto his face.

"I am also the coolest dad ever. Sorry team but I gotta go give my son lady advice." Tony said, steering Peter to the door who protested.

"If how you wooed mum is my thing to go by I don't want your advice!" The team heard the faint bickering as they left the lab, left standing awkwardly.

"Is no one going to talk about how Tony Stark's son is spiderman?"