An-Jewish Peter Parker. The Avengers come to his Bar Mitzvah (I will be doing more Jewish Peter Parker in the future)

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Peter sighed, his Torah was open on the coffee table, and he was curled up on the floor. Most of the other Avengers were in the room, Peter definitely felt out of place being not only the only teenager, but also being thirteen. Or well, a few days to being thirteen. He was bummed out honestly, uncle Ben was going to read at his Bar Mitzvah, but Ben wasn't here now. And everyone knew he didn't have a dad anymore.

"What's with the hat, Pete?" Clint asked. Peter blinked and closed his Torah, sitting up and yawning.

"It's a Yamaka asshole." Peter seethed. He turned back to his Torah and just stared at it. He sighed and placed his forehead on the coffee table, closing his eyes.

"Since when did you swear kid?" Tony asked, Peter shrugged.

"Since I'm sad and stressed," Peter mumbled.

"Okay, why are you sad and stressed?" Steve asked. Peter was silent for a moment. Only Ned, his family, MJ, her family and May wanted to come to his Bar Mitzvah.

"No one wants to come to my Bar Mitzvah, and Uncle Ben was supposed to do my reading but that can't happen now and I don't have a dad so it's a shit show," Peter said. The room was silent for a long moment before Bucky piped up.

"Wait you're Jewish?" Bucky asked incredulously, Peter looked up at him and nodded.

"The Yamaka didn't clear that up for you?" He said sarcastically. Bucky shrugged.

"Well, Clint thought it was a normal hat." Sam supplied. Peter shrugged.

"May and I make them," Peter said with a shrug.

"So this thing about your Bar Mitzvah?" Tony asked, Peter narrowed his eyes.

"Do you even know the first thing about Judaism? Or Bat Mitzvahs?" Peter demanded. Tony shrugged.

"I know as much as I need to." He supplied. Peter sighed.

"Well usually your whole family shows up but I only have May left. Ned and his family are coming, and MJ and her family are coming. I asked a couple more of my friends but no one wants to come cause apparently they aren't actually my friends." Peter rambled, throwing his head back and flopping down on his back on the floor.

"And the creepy old Rabbi is gonna read for me before I give my reading so it's really awkward. And I'm just sad cause I have to be reminded that I don't have a dad and that Ben's dead. And I'm still trying to memories my passage, hence my Torah sitting on the coffee table. So yeah. I'm sad, and I'm stressed." Peter said. Tony nodded slowly.

"Is that all?" He asked.

"I don't have dress shoes," Peter said sarcastically. Tony nodded slowly.

"And when is your Bar Mitzvah?"

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"Oh I'm so happy you came! Peter barely got out of bed this morning he was so upset." May said excitedly, leading the team into seats. When they entered the room they saw Peter, who's cheeks were getting pinched my an elderly woman.

"Oh, you're such a handsome young man!" She exclaimed lovingly.

"Thank you misses Jones," Peter said in a monotone.

"Come on Grammy, Peter needs to greet everyone else." Said a girl. Tony recognised him as the MJ girl Peter always talked about. Peter mouthed thank you to her as she led her grandmother away. Ned's grandmother was next.

"Ben would be so proud honey." She said gently, Peter's smile faltered for a moment before he sniffled and nodded.

"Yeah, he would," Peter said quietly. Ned's grandmother nodded and pulled Peter in for a hug. Peter smiled softly and hugged her back. She sat down after a moment, leaving Peter awkwardly standing in front of the chairs, drumming his legs awkwardly. When he turned and saw the team his eyes widened. His eyes flickered to May who waved him over. He rushed over to them and opened and closed his mouth.

"What? What're you doing here?" He asked breathlessly.

"We're your family aren't we?" Tony asked, Peter's smile widened.

"Don't go making me cry now," Peter said quietly, Tony smiled, pulling Peter in for a hug.

"Okay, let's get this show on the road. Becoming a man and all."