Peter never cared if it was donuts day.

Yeah, nobody has given him donuts before. Nobody. Not his father, not his uncle. Nobody.

But today was different, he least expected that he'd receive a donut.

"Michelle Jones?" He smiled at Michelle when she started eating the donut.

Peter just continued reading, when someone poked him at the back.

"You have no one Parker." and that just made Peters eyes wet. He knew he has no one. He knew he lost every father figure in his life.

He knew he was just a burden.

A problem.

A trash.

Something that can be replaced so easily but he hopes someone would love him for who he is.

When he felt a tap on his shoulder he saw someone he looks up to.

"The Stark's don't cry. Wipe that." Peter took the hankerchief, and wiped the tears. "Yeah, the Stars don't cry." Tony smiled as he held a donut for him.

"For my son." Peter took it and ate it. "The Avengers are waiting outside, grab your friends and lets go." Peter smiled gladly and took MJ and Ned.

He met his family outside, looked happy

Peter always remembered.

This is my family. My Dysfunctional Family.