Tony's Pov

Beep beep beeeeep

I opened my eyes, my eyelashes fluttering towards the sacred sunlight. I lifted my hand slowly, shutting the annoying ass alarm down. My eyed wandered over to the window, as both of my feet hit the warm fuzzy rug.

"DADDDD!! BREAKFAST IS READY!!", I heard Peter yell on the top of his lungs.

I groaned. It was too early for this shit.

10:36 am

"mmhp." I grumbled,getting up.

As I arose, my cat ears and tail perked up, both shaking and waggling as a dog does when taken out of a shower.

I immediately grabbed my white slippers, waltzing on over to the dining room, as Peter set 2 hot piping plates of delicious pancakes creamed with syrup, whipped cream, grape jelly, peanut butter, blueberries, bananas, and strawberries. And the tasty jar of peanut butter along with the bar of cream cheese made my mouth water.

And who could forget the most delicious part of it all?

The Milk

Yum.

I rushed on over to a seat, not hesitating to grab a fork and dive in.

Until that is, when Peter grabbed my hand and stopped it from reaching my food.

Peter was wearing a white apron with pink flowers all over it, along with a tall white chef's hat and oven mitts.

As I stared at Peter confused he immediately swung back his head, stuck out his tummy and arched his back, saying in the most sqeaky italian voice known to man,

"Eh eh eh! Chu must have manners and thank Le Chef!"

I rolled my eyes, trying to eat once more but was then again stopped by Peter.

"Thank you chef." I said, rolling my eyes.

"You're a very welcome!!" Peter sqeaked, setting down his spatula and reaching for something in his pocket.

At this point, I was briefly devouring the hell out of my breakfast and chugging the fuck outta the milk gallon. It doesn't really matter, since I can always buy a ton more.

Suddenly Peter slapped on a small piece of paper with a long list of names, syrup dripping down from my fork onto my ruby red plate.

"What's this?", I muffled, chewing on a piece of strawberry and grabbing a glass of milk.

"A list of names for recruites. For the Avengers. You said you needed more recruits." Peter shrugged, pulling off his chef's hat and dining in to his meal.

" Mm.. Ok. I'll check their recent history later on. Friday, remind me please." I said, sipping my glass filled with milk.

"Reminder set sir." Friday replied, leaving me to finish my breakfast.

As we ate, it was the usual talk for Peter and I. Usually it was about his grades, life, and one thing I always hated whenever Peter would discuss it.

" So, when will have I have a mom..?" Peter asked shyly, always wanted to experience having another parent.

I sighed, Peter's eyes suddenly widening.

" I-I'm sorry!! I didn't mean to offend you! U-uh.. F-forget I asked." Peter stuttered, his face turning a slight shade of red.

"Peter.." I said, resting my head onto my hand.

"ACCEPT MY PEACE OFFERING!" Peter yelled, getting onto his knees and lifting a plate with another pancake coated with yummy toppings over his head.

I chuckled, lifting the plate and grabbing my fork once more. "You didn't have to do that but ok, peace offering accepted." I laughed, his eyes glaring right at me.

Peter grumbled, getting up and coming back with a glass of chocolate milk and a blue silly straw.

"Seriously..?" I muffled, as he sat down across from me.

"I'm still a child. How dare you insult my silly straw." Peter growled, taking a long sip if his chocolate milk.

I continued to eat the rest of my "peace offering", soon picking up the large list, one name catching my eye.

"Spirit"

"Peter..? Who's sprirt..?" I asked, lifting an eyebrow.

"OMIGOSH SHE IS SOOO COOL!! She can turn into animals,talk with spirits,fly, AND EVEN REVIVE THE DEAD!! She's the princess of valhalla and can do so much more!!" He grinned, sipping his chocolate milk.

"Hmm..", I mumbled, chewing on a blueberry. She does sound like great Avengers material...

I soon ate the rest of my pancake, inmediately getting up and washing my plate.

As I did so, I immediately noticed Peter leave his cup onto the counter and scurrying towards the door.

"Peter?!! Where are you going??" I yelled, drying my hands.

"Im gonna see someone." He replied, pulling his black hoodie over his head.

"Ok.. I want you back for dinner!!" I yelled, seeing it was 11:45 am

"Kk baiiii!!" Peter squeaked, closing the door behind him.

I sighed, walking on over to my room, turning on my bluetooth speaker and grabbing my phone.

I then connected my phone to the speaker, hunting for the perfect song to play.

That is, until I suddenly found it.

911

I smiled, immediately reaching over to my cabinet and grabbing a bottle of tequila.

I didn't care if it affected my health. I want to die soon anyways.

I soon hit play, swinging my head and singing along with the rhythm.

"Don't think I can take it~... With every drama a piece of me diesss...like some kind of sadistttt...I think that he likes to see the pain in my eyes..." , I sang, sipping the bottle of tequila.

"He knows that im lovesiiiick..he kissed me and promised I would be alright.. We both know it's bullshit...The longer i'm with him the less im alive..." I mumbled, chugging down the bottle and feeling myself feel dizzy.

"Doctor's on the other line..cuzz he's not coming home tonighttt..and i just took my very last pill~... "

"Need something to know my pain,demons knocking on my brain.. I think theyre coming in for their kill..." I mumbled, chugging down another tequila bottle.

I soon sang aloud, throwing my head up along with my empty soul,

"Myyy~ I need some-one.. My baby plays me like a game im not having fun..."

"9-1-1... Tell him he's why- my heart is always aching and I be gotta done.. Cuzz..."

"I~...I~... I gotta lose my guy..."

I soon hit the edge of my bed, my drunk self staring to black out.

"Oh I~... I~... I'm gonna lose my mind.." I sighed, my eyelids shutting.

I immediately set my empty tequila bottle on my bedside cabinet, along with the list of names I had.

But before I had set it down, one unique name caught my eye... My drunken state making me see the paper unclearly.

I squinted my eyes, and suddenly read the particular name.

"Stephen Vincent Strange"

And before I could react...

I fell asleep...

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A/N: hhhhh i hope you enjoyed sksksks i tried oof

Baiiii see ya next time heheh