Ok, I don't know how or why. But this story is slowly turning into an irondad and spider-son fanfic. I am not against it, but neither am I in control of it. It just happens.

Peter

I swung inside the lab where Bruce, mr. Stark, Steve and Nat were doing something. My "break in" made them all jump up into fight positions. But they relaxed just as they saw me.

-Hey guys, I said and pulled of my mask.

-Geez kid. You can't scare us like that! Mr. Stark said.

-Sorry. Is it okay if I do my homework here? I asked.

-Knock yourself out, Nat smiled.

I sat down at a desk and started working. I could feel the others glancing over at me from time to time. They all had an obsession with helping me with school stuff. I swear to god they sometimes forget I have an aunt.

....

I had been studying for about an hour. The others had helped me from time to time. Not that I needed it. I kinda just asked to make them happy. Witch worked. Steve had even got me some juice to drink. I was reading about radioactive radiation and decided to drink some juice. So without looking I took what I thought was my bottle with juice and drank it.

Tony

We were going through all the latest Hulk data. Since Bruce had found a way to be both Bruce and hulk we figured we should check so it's all safe. But it was a bit hard to concentrate with a hard studying Peter across the table.

-Done. You guys need any 'elp? Peter said with a baby voice.

I looked up and....oh my god he was a baby. My eyes widened and I just starred at him. His suit had installed body measures to make the suit fit him perfectly anytime. So the suit of course had done it's job. Now Peter was a baby Spider.

-What's up with that voice Pete? Bruce asked and looked up.

His eyes widened to and he poked Nat's elbow. She looked up and gasped witch also made Steve look up at Peter. We all just starred at him.

-W'at? He asked and tilted his head.

So cute

-Friday. Mirror at Peter, I said.

-Mr. Sta'k w'at's w'ong? Peter asked before seeing his reflection.

He started touching his face, probably not believing his reflection. Then he looked at his hands.

-Oh my god I'm a baby! He said and tears started streaming down his cheeks.

-Oh no, no, no, no. Don't cry Pete! Nat said panicked and rushed over to pick up Peter.

She started rocking him in her arms humming on a melody. (A/N the old Spider-Man theme song)Peter just looked at her weirdly.

-W'at a'e you doing Nat? He asked.

-Just comforting you. There's nothing to worry about, she said with a soft voice.

-W'at a'e you even talking about? Peter asked and webbed himself upside down from the ceiling.

The little hair he had now were straight and I had to fight not to just die of cuteness overload.

-I'm a baby. Don't you t'ink t'at is a little wo'ysome? Peter asked. I can't even say aj...auj...ay...the lette' befo'e S.

-Bruce? Steve asked worried and looked over at Bruce who was reading on an empty bottle.

-Well....it seems like Peter drank from my aging potion, Bruce answered.

-What are we gonna do with him? We can't leave him like this, I said.

-Well....I don't think there's anything we can do. The affects of the potion will disappear in 78 hours. But we just have to wait until then, Bruce explained.

Just then. I smelled something really weird. What was that?

-Uuuh....guys....I don't thin' I'm potty t'ained, Peter said.

-Dibs on doing something else, Nat said and picked up her phone.

Peter

I can't believe I was a freaking baby. Nat left to avoid this situation and mr. Stark walked over and stood under me with his arms stretched out.

-C'mon Pete. I'll change on you, he said.

-I can do it myself. I don't need any 'elp, I said stubbornly and started swinging towards the exit.

-Oh c'mon Pete! Don't be like that, Steve said and both him and Tony chased after me.

-Leave me alone. I can 'ange on myself! I yelled.

-Tony what if he falls! Steve said a bit panicked.

-Peter get down right now. You're making Steve freak out.

I stopped and slowly dangled down in my web. Now I was upside down and face to face with mr. Stark and Steve.

-So'y, I said.

-It's okay. Come here bud, Steve said and took me into his arms.

-But I can 'ange on myself. I t'ink I 'ave a spa'e of unde'wea' in my bapla, I said cringing at how I couldn't say backpack.

-In your what? Mr. Stark asked.

-In my bapla, my baplag, my baplaf. The t'ing I have my books in, I said.

-Friday save that footage! Mr. Stark quickly said.

-M'. Star' I'm se'ious, I said and glared at him.

But he simply picked up his phone and took a picture. Steve glanced over at him and narrowed an eyebrow.

-What!? He's adorable!

-Well that's true. Or what do you say Peter. Are you a cutie pie yes you are, yes you are! Steve said with a baby voice.

-Oh my god. S'op babying me. I'm no baby, I said angrily.

-What's going on here? A voice asked.

I looked over and saw Carol. Finally someone to save me. Carol looked at Mr. Stark and Steve weirdly. Probably because they were holding a baby.

-Ca'ol! Please save me. They wanna 'ange on me. 'ut I can do it myself, I said.

-Peter!!? Oh my god what happened to you? Carol asked and lifted me up from Steve's arms.

-He drank Bruce's aging potion. So he's gonna be baby for the next 78 hours, mr. Stark explained.

-And he just pooped himself. So we were trying to get to the bathroom where Clint keep some diapers. But baby Peter isn't that willing, Steve explained.

-I can 'ange on myself! I said and stuck my tounge out.

-Oh my god you're just to adorable! Carol said and lifted me up to play with our noses.

I couldn't help but giggle a bit. It was a little bit funny. But I'm not gonna let myself be treated like a baby.

-We need to change on him, Mr. Stark said and took me back.

-You do that. I'm gonna prepare some food for the little chipmunk. Now be a good boy and let Tony and Steve change on you, Carol said and stroke my cheek.

-But...

-I'll take you to space sometime when you're grown up if you behave.

-Space, space, space! I yelled and clapped my hands.

Tony

Both me and Steve were changing on Peter. Steve was distracting Peter so he would lay still while I was putting on Peter's diaper. When I was done changing I reached for his suit but realized it still had poop on it.

-What's wrong hun? Steve asked.

-This needs to be washed. And we don't have any spare baby clothes, I said concerned.

Sure, at least Peter had the diaper. But I don't want him to get cold. So he needed something.

-Well. Then we're just gonna have to wrap him up, Steve said and grabbed a red blanket.

I smiled as Steve wrapped Peter up. When he was done I walked up next to him as he was holding Peter. We both just starred at him like we've just become parents. And aslo because Peter was cute as hell.

-W'at a'e you looking at? Peter asked annoyed.

Actual party pooper.

-Carol said she'd make food. Maybe we could order some clothes for him then, I said.

We then started walking towards the kitchen. I was basically guiding Steve there since he barley took his eyes of Peter.

-Wanna hold him? Steve asked.

I stopped and looked at Steve. My hands started to shake a little as I nodded. Steve smiled as he handed me Peter. Don't drop him Tony! At first it was pretty simple holding Peter. But then he started to squirm.

-Pete please lay still, I said softly trying to hide the small panic I had.

-I can walk on my own! He said.

-If you're gonna walk on your own, then you'll do that without this blanket. You can run around in just a diaper if you want. I won't stop you.

Peter immediately stopped struggling and laid still in my arms. I smiled as I looked at his adorable little baby face. We walked into the kitchen where everyone else was.

-Carol, why have you prepared baby food? Rhodey asked.

-It's for Peter, she answered.

-Oh my god. The kid's 15! Sam said.

-Naah....not anymore, Nat said.

I cleared my throat and brought the attention to me, Steve and Peter. As expected everyone seemed curios of why I was holding a freaking baby in my arms.

-Guys. Peter drank some aging potion in the lab. So for the next 78 hours he's gonna be like this, I explained.

-Aww....he's adorable! Can I hold him? Clint asked.

-Shouldn't you as' me t'at buestion? Peter asked sarcastically.

-He can talk!!?

-Yeah....he still has the mind of a teenager.

-Lady Friday would you please record whatever the younger Peter is doing for the next 78 hours? Thor asked.

-Of course Point Break!

-We're totally having a movie night on that after all this, Bruce said.

-You guys are just a bunch of doj's, Peter said.

-Okay. I've prepared some baby food. Here, Carol said and handed Steve a jar with baby apple food.

-No please....peanut butte' sandwich, Peter sobbed.

-Depends big guy. Open your mouth, I said.

Peter did as I said. But when I didn't see that much of teeth I shook my head. Even if he wanted to, he couldn't chew a sandwich. Slowly I sat down on a empty chair trying to calm Peter.

-Listen bud' you don't have any teeth no more. So you gotta eat this. I promise to get whatever you want when you're 15 again. Okay?

Peter's eyes started to tear up. But before I could panic Steve was by my side. He took a spoon of the baby food and put it in his mouth.

-Mmm....It's not that bad Peter. Can't you at least try it? Steve asked with a soft voice.

-I guess, Peter said but still looked sad.

-Here comes my motorbike wroOoOm, Steve said playfully and fed Peter.

Everyone held their breath and hoped he would like it. But when he giggled a "mo'e" we all breathed out.

-I wanna try and feed him! Carol said.

Then all the idiots I call family started saying "me to". I looked at the jar and sighed.

-Everyone can feed him one spoon. But one spoon only, I said and Steve handed the jar with the spoon to Carol.

-Here comes a cree empire battle ship that can destroy worlds. Meuoorrssch!

You could probably guess what type of things everyone else said when they fed Peter. It was actually kinda fun to watch. While watching I turned to Steve.

-We can shop for clothes after this, I said.

-Sure thing hun, Steve said and kissed me on the cheek.

....

Finally everyone had fed Peter. All though we still didn't have the clothes for him. But Clint found one of his sons sweatshirts. So we had cut of part of the arms and put it over Peter. The shirt was down to his feet but the arms was fine. Right now it was around 6pm. Maybe Peter should go to sleep soon. Just as I thought that the doors to my lab opened and little Peter walked in. I smiled. He's just to cute.

-Hey Pete. What are you doing here? Bruce asked and knelt down to Peter.

-I was just 'etting my bapla. It's 'etting late and May will soon sta't to wo'y, Peter said and climbed up on one of the chairs at the desk he was doing his homework earlier.

-Peter you can't swing home like that all by yourself. Besides you don't even have your suit right now, I said seriously.

-Well then I'll wal', Peter said and put on his backpack that was almost bigger than him now.

-I don't think that's a good idea Pete. What if something happens on the way? Bruce asked worried.

-'an't 'appy d'ive me? Peter asked and looked over at me.

-I have a better idea. Why don't you stay over 'til you're 15 again? I'll just call May and explain things. Shouldn't be to hard now when she knows you're Spider-Man, I said.

-That's a great idea Tony! What do you sa..., Bruce said but got cut of by Peter.

-W'at!? T'e'e's no way I'm staying he'e and let myself get babyied a'ound with all of you, Peter said and stamped his foot against the chair.

He has no idea of how adorable he is

-I'm calling May. Bruce hulk out and hold Peter. He may be a baby, but he's still strong.

I then left the room to call May. Honestly I just kinda wanted baby Peter to stay here. He's to cute to let go now.

Peter

I tried my very best to get away from Bruce to stop mr. Stark from calling May. Because I know May will agree to it since she works a lot now. Plus mr. Stark will probably make it sound like I'm 100% a baby. But I'm not. I can think straight. The doors opened and mr. Stark walked back in with the biggest smirk on his face. I started to tear up, don't know why. But guess I'm more sensitive when I'm a baby. Plus mr. Stark smirking was definitely not a good sign.

-No, I sobbed.

-She agreed, Tony said.

-No! I cried.

I didn't wanna stay here for 3 days and get babied around with everyone. Lately I've been working so hard to show them I'm more than just a kid....and now....this had to happen. Mr. Stark rushed up to me as Bruce dehulked and grabbed me.

-Sssccchh....It's okay Pete....we're going to take good care of you. I promise, he said and started rocking me back and forth.

Steve

Tony was in the shower. Something had exploded in the lab and he was washing himself up. Meanwhile I was putting on Peter's pj. We didn't have a crib for the little guy. So guess he's just gonna have to sleep between me and Tony. Peter's a baby and his brain's age doesn't matter. A baby isn't gonna sleep all alone in a room.

-Did you 'ave to 'et me an i'on man onzie? 'ony will neve' let me fo'get about it, Peter complained tiredly as I finished putting on a baby iron man onzie on him and picked him up in my arms.

I could tell he was struggling keeping himself awake...and It's only 8pm. Maybe his mind isn't totally a teenager?

-He called first dibs. And it suits you!....wait did you just call Tony 'ony? I asked surprised, he never called Tony by his first name.

But I didn't get an answer. Little Peter had already fallen asleep in my arms. I simply smiled and rocked him a little as I walked over to the bed. Just then Tony came out of the shower. He was about to say something when I placed a finger over my mouth, telling him to be quiet. If he woke up Peter there's no telling when he would go back to sleep. Tony narrowed an eyebrow and looked at me. Then his eyes traveled down to Peter and he nodded understanding. I layed Peter down in the middle before getting the quilt over both me and him. Tony smiled at us as he quickly put on some night clothes. Normally if he showered before bed he would just sleep naked. But since Peter was here he didn't. Tony smiled as he crawled into bed next to me and Peter. He carefully put his hand on Peter's back. I smiled at how great if a father figure for the kid he was.

-What? Tony whispered.

-You're such a dad, I chuckled quietly.

-Then you're the mom. Night babe, Tony said and snuggled up to Peter.

-Night hun, I said and placed my arm around Tony.

Hi

This chapter is two days late than usual. Buuut....In my defense I have been hanging out at the town festival. Being there I got some ideas for other books and chapters for this one. Don't worry I'll still update this one and make the requests I've been given. It might just take a little bit longer.