Tony's POV

As soon as Banner says that Peter was going to get a drink we see him walk into the kitchen. He's holding a thick book and is wearing his sound proof headphones that I made for sensory overloads, I'm guessing he's listening to music. Though he can't see us, we put our chatter to minimum so we can watch the young spider. The first thing he does is look in the sink and shake his head. Once his gives his look of disapproval he sets down his book and picks up a sponge.

"Why is he doing the dishes?" Rhodes says looking very confused.

"Yeah, what teenager looks at a mess and actually cleans it?" Bucky states also looking confused.

"One odd thing that you should know about Peter is that he likes to clean. Especially the kitchen. No matter how much we tell him that we have people to do that he still cleans it." Nat says.

"He also cleans when he feels bad." I say watching the teen very carefully.

"Why would feel bad. Shouldn't he be mad?" Rhodes says.

"No, Peter feels bad because we got mad at Sam for trying to kill him. I don't get it either." I say while glaring at Sam.

"For the last time I wasn't trying to kill him! I was curious." Sam says while putting his hands up in defense.

"He's very interesting, I don't think I would have thought a teen to act like that. Are they not usually full of them selves and all that Jazz?" Steve says while ignoring Sam's comment.

"Yeah they usually are. I guess I just got a good one." I say feeling proud while watching Peter finish up the dishes. Oh, now he's moved to the counters.

"He's doing the counters too? This kid must really be a good one." Clint says.

"Yeah, he really is." Natasha says as Peter moves from the counters to the stove top.

"What kind of music do you think he's listening to?" Bruce says. The whole group seems very interested in watching him right now.

"He listens to all kinds of genres, from heavy metal to songs from musicals. Honestly I don't know how he can listen to songs back to back with such different tones." I say staring at his curiously.

"I'm guessing those are sound proof headphones, so he can't hear us?" Rhodes asks.

"Yeah they are, I designed them for when he had sensory issues. Though the only down fall is that they mess with his spidey sense." I say wondering why I let him call it 'spidey sense' in the first place.

"So you're saying that we should prank him when he has those on? Good, thanks for the tip." Clint says while Nat punches him in the arm. "Ow."

"Don't mess with the kid." I say sternly as I watch the kid get out a kettle. 'Really, tea?' I think, I'm more of a coffee guy.

We sit there and watch the kid make tea and then sit on a stool. He reads his book and drinks his tea.

"More of a old soul, I'm guessing?" Steve says while all of team watches him curiously.

"He is, but he's also a child at heart, it's kind of a weird combination." I say while watching the kid get up to sit on the counter.

I get out my phone to text him to get off the counter. He looks at his phone and looks around curiously. He's most likely wondering how I can see him. It makes me laugh a little. He takes off the headphones and shakes his head laughing while getting of the counter. As soon as he does that his looks up. After knowing him for a little over a year, I know that look. His spidey senses are going off.

He texts me to say there is something wrong. 'There is someone else coming up to the building' he texts.

"Alright, the kid says that someone's coming." I say while pushing a button that's very discreetly hidden under the table. As soon as I do a passage way opens up in the floor.

"Wait how does the kid know?" Steve asks.

"Trust me, he knows. You guys might want to get down there. I have a feeling I know who it is."

"If you say so." Sam says while following the others into the secret panic room.

Everyone goes down except Banner and Nat. "Stay in here, though you guys may be 'the good guys' I still don't know if it's best for him to know your here." I say while heading out the doors towards Pete. I lock the doors behind me on my phone, I don't want anyone going in or out of that room.

Once Pete sees me he walks over. "I don't know dad, I can tell someone is coming. They should be here any minute. They aren't a huge threat, but I don't think that he should be around the others. For some reason." He says

"Don't worry, I've already taken care of them. When Ross, well I'm guessing it's Ross, comes don't mention them at all. Got it Pete? You know it's probably better if you head upstairs, go to your room Pete."

"Bu-" he starts.

"Peter Benjamin Parker, go upstairs, I'll get you when I'm done okay." I say cutting him off.

Peter's POV

Wow, full name. This must be serious.

"Yes, sir." I say while putting my headphones on and grabbing my book and heading up stairs.

I start walking up stairs and once I get to my room I get pulled back by what feeling like multiple pairs of hands. "What the he-" I manage to get out before a hand is pushed over my mouth, nocking my headphones off in the process. I try to get out of their grasp without using my powers.

Finally my chance comes up, one of the men holding me slips on one of my books that was on the floor. I new being messy would benefit me one day. His grasp lessens and I manage to get free. As soon as I do they all run for me. I start to fight back taking down some of the men.

Turns out there was nine of them. I take down the first four, thank goodness I took Nat up on those lessons. Others start to come at me. I suddenly remember that I always keep one of Natasha's knives on me. I take out the fifth man and pull it out of my waist band. Im not here to kill but maybe I can distract them.

I pull out the knife and the others look kind of shocked. But it soon wavers over them and attack me again. The leader of the group jumps at me and I stab him in the arm.

"You little bitch!" He says as he lunges after me and claws my face. I put my hand up to my cheek, my fingers come back coated in red. I take my chance and lunge at one of the others, cutting his leg in the process. He bends down in pain and I take that chance to kick him in the head. Only three left.

I go after one of the others and he pulls out his own knife and cuts my arm, from the nook of my elbow all the way down to my wrist. I can feel blood pooling in my hand. Lucky for me it was my left arm, so I take my shot and jump at him. He falls to the ground and gets knocked out. Two left.

I take a shot at the second to last one. It was a lot easier than I thought it would be and I knock him out fast. One left

The leader of the group is of course the last one left. We stare at each other as he takes out a gun and points it straight at my forehead.

'Shit'

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1323 words. Whew Chile this was a stressful chapter. Wowie, I hope you enjoyed it as usual and I can't wait to see what happens next 😈