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      @gracie-j. Awww, thank you! You are so sweet! đŸ„°đŸ„°đŸ„° You’re good, girl! I started school back this past week and it’s definitely taken away quite a bit of my time. 😅 Just started High School, so…😬

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        @gracie-j. @keilah-h. @ava-blue. @godlyfantasy12. Two more chapters! (and the next chapter will be from Pietro’s POV y’all! <3)

        Chapter 14

        Sam leaned against the wall.

        Great.

        Just what they needed.

        The front door opened. “I’m home!” Thor called.

        He stepped into the room.

        Stopped, right in his tracks.

        And laughed.

        Hard.

        “Oh, Loki, Clint, Pietro
you’re
you’re
” Thor couldn’t finish the sentence before he fell over himself in laughter.

        Loki rolled his eyes. “Does anyone have anything to get us out?”

        “What happened?” Thor asked, wiped tears from his eyes.

        Sam rolled his eyes. “Spider-Kid happened.”

        “THAT’S ME!” Peter cried, jumping up and down and raising a hand. “See? Like this!”

        He pulled two of his fingers back on both hands.

        A shot of webbing went out of both hands.

        One grabbed Steve’s legs, the other the wall.

        Then, suddenly bound Steve to the wall
.upside down.

        Tony spat out the water he’d been drinking. Laughed. “How’d you manage that one, Peter?”

        “I don’t know!” Tony laughed again, as did Thor.

        Even Natasha laughed.

        Bucky smirked.

        And Sam couldn’t fight back a grin.

        Wanda was openly laughing now.

        Tony put out his fist. “Hey, kiddo, fist bump.”

        “Hello!?” Steve cried. But laughed. “You have some odd talent, Peter.”

        Peter fist-bumped Tony. “Tony! I have odd talent!”

        Tony smirked. “So I see.”

        Thor chuckled and walked into the kitchen. “Alright, let’s get you all free and clean up the
silly string? Is that what that is? Not the webbing
the
other stuff.”

        Peter nodded eagerly. “YEP!”

        Sam watched Thor, wary of his reaction.

        “RILEY!”

        His best friend, more like a brother than a friend, fell.

        And there was nothing Sam could do.

        No.

        Not there again.

        Sam shook his head, clearing it.

        “We’ll get that cleaned up too.” Thor noted.

        Huh.

        Thor wasn’t angry.

        “I wish I had been able to be here playing with silly string.” Thor mused, a tone of sadness in his voice.

        Loki chuckled. “Maybe next time brother.”

        Chapter 15

        “That meeting with Pierce took way longer than we were hoping.” Phil noted.

        Maria shrugged. “At least it’s finally over. Good thing we ran and got some food. I really don’t feel like cooking.”

        “None of us do.” Nick replied, turning the key in the lock.

        Thor was already home since the van was back.

        Nick opened the front door.

        And was met with silence.

        Odd.

        Phil and Maria set the fast food on the kitchen table.

        Phil walked around. “Where are all the kids?”

        “I have no clue.” Nick replied. The silence wasn’t just odd
it was worrying.

        “They have to be here somewhere. The van is still here.” Maria replied, “But where?”

        Nick glanced around. Stopped. “Phil, was there a spider-web there before?”

        Phil came to stand beside him. “Where? Oh
I see. That’s a big web. It couldn’t have been made in a day, could it?”

        Nick raised an eyebrow. “I wouldn’t think so.”

        The back door opened, and laughter and jokes rose.

        “Oh, hello Nick, Phil, Maria, you’re home.” Loki greeted. “What are you looking at?”

        “The giant spider-web on the wall.” Nick replied.

        What in the world had these kids done while they were gone?

        Loki turned around. “Uhm
guys
we missed one.”

        Nick raised an eyebrow.

        “One what
oh.” Maria said.

        “What happened?” Phil asked.

        “Spider-Kid happened.” Natasha replied, stepping into the kitchen.

        The others followed, and finally, Thor closed the door behind them.

        Nick raised an eyebrow. Glanced at Phil and Maria.

        “
Spider-Kid?”

        “Yeah! Like this, Nick!” Peter cried, rushing forward.

        He looked at the wall, pulled two fingers, and a shot of webbing went out.

        Nick stared.

        Hm. Interesting.

        He met Phil and Maria’s gazes. They both nodded.

        Maria motioned to the table. “Who’s hungry?”

        All hands shot up.

        Phil chuckled. “Alright
alright
but hands first.”

        They all rushed to the sink.

        Within a few moments, everyone was finished and sat down. Maria and Phil handed out meals.

        Nick watched.

        So
that was how Peter was enhanced.

        The kids began to eat.

        Phil and Maria both gave him a nod.

        “It’s time,” Phil mouthed.

        Nick cleared his throat. Stepped closer to the table, pulling out a chair and sitting down.

        All the kids, save for Peter and Pietro, stopped eating, and turned to face him.

        “There’s something we need to talk about.” Nick said, clasping his hands in front of him on the table.

        Phil and Maria both sat down as well.

        “It has long been a dream of ours to help kids with
unique abilities
to learn how to control those abilities. Peter evidently has some
do any of you? Whether you do or don’t doesn’t make a difference. We’re a family now and nothing will change that.” Nick said.

        Yes, he’d requested enhanced kids
but
Tony interrupted his thoughts. “Many of us don’t necessarily have special “abilities” but we do have
other things we can do.”

        “Can you control them?” Maria asked.

        Sam shook his head. “Not all of us.”

        “Would you all like to show us
after dinner, of course.” Phil suggested.

        They all glanced around.

        Finally, Bucky nodded. “Yeah. Sounds good.”

        #117018
        GodlyFantasy12
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          YAY WE’re getting to their powers/abilities

          #IfMarcelDiesIRiot
          #ProtectMarcel
          #ProtectSeb

          #117019
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            @godlyfantasy12. YEP!!!! So PSYCHED! 😀

            #117022
            Keilah H.
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              @freedomwriter76 Yay!! I actually watched the real Avengers movie a couple days ago with my Marvel-loving friends.

              Where'd I get ya this time? The liver? The kidney? I'm runnin' outta places to put holes in ya.

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                @keilah-h. Thanks! 🙂 Ahh, you did!? AWESOME! I have finally watched all the Avengers movies (The Avengers, Age of Ultron, Infinity War, Endgame, those four). I have not watched all the Marvel movies. There’s too many. XD

                Totally NOT excited for Black Panther: Wakanda Forever…

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                  @keilah-h. I MUST ask: What did you think of it?

                  Who was your favorite character?

                  Favorite quote of the movie?

                  What did you not like? (as far as the movie/characters go. I know none of us enjoy the profanity.)

                  Just a few questions…XD

                  “I Got That Reference!” Hehe, one of my favs. 

                  Oh, or: “There’s Only One God, Ma’am, and I’m pretty sure he doesn’t dress like that.” I love that Steve quote. XD

                  #117034
                  Keilah H.
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                    @freedomwriter76 Well, I’ve seen it once before, with my dad. My friends had the volume like ALL the way up this time though.

                    I learned a few things this time around:

                    1: Clint Barton is fast becoming one of my favorite Marvel characters.

                    2: Don’t ever ask if Banner and Natasha are a thing in the later movies—my friend yelled at me for that. It’s not like I’m shipping them!! (Yet, anyway. If I get a good reason to ship them I will.) I was just asking, because she was the first one he asked about in Thor Ragnarok when he was asking what’d happened while he was gone.

                    3: A few of my friends have an obsession with Loki, even when he stabs someone’s eye out. I don’t get it!! I think he’s cool in his show, when he’s realizing all his actions are really leading to his own destruction and he really needs to get a hold of himself, but him as a villain, I want to knock him over the head.

                    4: The battle scene towards the end reminds me of something out of the Halo video games. My brother likes those, so



                     

                    And yes. I greatly enjoyed that quote. One of my friends said: “Steve Rogers meets two gods and still believes in only one. Tony Stark meets two gods and is still a bit of an atheist. Bruce Banner meets two gods and just beats them both up.”

                    I think she got it from a meme but still, pretty funny.

                    Oh, and I liked when Loki was like “You can’t defeat me, I’m a god!” and Hulk just totally whomps him and is just like “Hmmmph. Puny god.” and Loki’s just whimpering in a hole in the floor
..

                    Argue with me if you want, but I think he kinda deserved that.

                     

                    Where'd I get ya this time? The liver? The kidney? I'm runnin' outta places to put holes in ya.

                    #117037
                    Keilah H.
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                      @freedomwriter76 Also I get you NOT being excited. The way Disney’s doing things these days makes me want to call them up and yell at them. Marvel is teetering on the edge of “going too far”. Star Wars has thankfully been mostly immune, but I’m verrrry cautious about their new shows. I’ve ended up liking all of them so far, so I hope they keep with their track record of being good.

                      Where'd I get ya this time? The liver? The kidney? I'm runnin' outta places to put holes in ya.

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                        @keilah-h. Yeah. As long as they don’t ruin Wakanda Forever, I’m sure I’ll love it, because I am kinda excited, just…you know…cautious! 😀 (but like, I LOVED Falcon and the Winter Soldier. 😍)

                        1. OH MY GOSH!!!! YES!!! CLINT IS AMAZING! (he’s my mom’s favorite. 😉And he’s just awesome in every way. 😋)

                        2. Well…they kinda are. đŸ€·â€â™€ïž Not, like, officially dating or anything, but they do make a pretty cute couple. @gracie-j agrees. đŸ˜đŸ„° (that’s because they DO love each other…that’s probably why he asked about her first. AND THAT IS SO DARN CUTE! 😍😍😍)

                        3. I totally get you! I like Loki, however, he is not one of my absolute favs. But many people I’ve met, he’s, like, their ABSOLUTE favorite. But I really only like him when, as you said, he’s not the villain. Like, from what I’ve seen of Ragnarök, he’s EPIC! And in Infinity War…love him too. But in The Avengers…naw, girl. I don’t need that in my life. 😂

                        4. Haha, that’s funny. đŸ€Ł

                        Haha, so true and so funny! đŸ€Ł

                        And yes, Bruce beat them both up. 😉

                        YES!!!! THAT IS SO FUNNY!!!! 😂😂😂 (Girl, no shame, no shame and no judgement. When Loki gets thrown around is like, my favorite part of the movie đŸ€ŁđŸ€ŁđŸ€Ł)

                        Oh, he TOTALLY deserved it. 😜

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                          @keilah-h. @godlyfantasy12. @gracie-j. @ava-blue. Alright y’all, I have more chapters. (Like, 5 this time. I was on a roll yesterday. XD)

                          Chapter 16

                          They were going to get to show off their powers!

                          Pietro was very excited. He shook Wanda’s hand, fast. “Wanda, I’ll get to show my speed!”

                          “You already have!” Wanda replied with a giggle.

                          Pietro smiled. He was glad she was smiling.

                          She didn’t do that enough.

                          Pietro followed Uncle Phil and the others into a big room.

                          There was plenty of room to run.

                          “Woah! What’s this place!?” Pietro asked, letting go of Wanda’s hand and looking around, fast.

                          “A training room. Now, slow down please.” Maria said with a smile. Pietro stopped running.

                          “Okay!”

                          “Auntie Maria, let me show you what I can do!”

                          “Peter, I think you already did.” Tony replied with a chuckle.

                          Pietro smiled.

                          Peter’s powers were cool
but not as cool as his speed!

                          “No, Tony! I can do this too!” Peter jumped and stuck to the wall. He began climbing up the wall.

                          That was so cool!

                          “That’s so cool! I wanna climb the wall!”

                          Wanda clutched his hand. “Pietro
”

                          He gave his sister a grin. “But Wanda, wouldn’t that be so cool!?”

                          “Yeah
but dangerous.” She said softly.

                          He watched Wanda.

                          She hadn’t been the same since that day a long time ago.

                          When they’d lost Mama and Daddy.

                          Pietro missed them.

                          But Nick
Uncle Phil
Aunt Maria
had given them a home!

                          “I’d be fine, Wanda! Wouldn’t you like to go on the wall!?”

                          Wanda shirked away. Pulled away. Her red eyes lit for a moment with an emotion Pietro didn’t know. “No
no I don’t.”

                          “But Wanda
wouldn’t it be fun?” He asked, his smile fading.

                          “No
it would be dangerous
and
and scary.”

                          “But that makes it more fun!”

                          Wanda shook her head.

                          Pietro huffed.

                          She didn’t like to have fun!

                          But he looked back at his sister. She looked scared.

                          “Wanda
don’t be scared.”

                          She slowly inched away. Eventually went to Steve, leaning against him, her face buried in his shirt.

                          Pietro followed her. “Wanda
”

                          A hand touched his shoulder.

                          Pietro turned.

                          Smiled when he saw Uncle Phil. “Hello Uncle Phil!”

                          Phil smiled. “Would you like to go now? Peter’s done.”

                          “Yeah! Watch me, Uncle Phil!”

                          And he ran.

                          As fast as he could. Around the room. Onto and off a wall.

                          Wow! He didn’t know he could do that!

                          “Watch this!” He ran, jumped at the wall, kicked off, landed back on his feet, and ran again.

                          “Alright, that’s enough.” Nick called.

                          Pietro came to a sudden stop. Grinned at Uncle Phil. “How did I do, Uncle Phil!?”

                          Phil smiled. Pulled him into a hug. “Wonderful, Pietro. Was it fun?”

                          Pietro laughed. “Yeah!” He hugged Uncle Phil tighter.

                          “Wanda
would you like to go?” Maria asked.

                          Pietro pulled out of the hug and turned to his sister.

                          Her powers were really cool too!

                          “Wanda, you have to show them your powers! They’re cool!”

                          “I can’t control them
and I don’t want to show them.” Wanda replied, Steve’s arm still wrapped around her.

                          “But Wanda, you gotta!” Pietro insisted. “No one will get hurt!”

                          “Someone might!” Wanda replied, walking over.

                          “You can at least try!”

                          They stared at each other, eyes narrowing.

                          Pietro laughed and smiled. “I’ll win a staring contest.”

                          Wanda sighed quietly. “Okay
I’ll show them and I’ll try to control it so no one gets hurt.”

                          Pietro nodded. “You can do it, Wanda!”

                          She walked away.

                          Closed her eyes.

                          Behind her, three cardboard boxes began to float into the air, surrounded by a pinkish red glow.

                          “Wanda, YOU’RE DOING IT!” Pietro cried.

                          She could do it!

                          “Wow. That’s impressive.” Maria mused with a smile.

                          Wanda opened her eyes. “Pietro
I really am doing it!”

                          “You are! I knew you could, Sis!”

                          Wanda laughed.

                          And the boxes flew in all directions.

                          They hit the wall. One hit the ceiling. The other the door.

                          Some of them had to duck and even take cover.

                          Wanda stopped. “I
I’m sorry.”

                          “It’s fine, Wanda. That’s the point of all of you learning how to control your powers.” Phil reassured her, going to her side. He wiped away the tears coursing down her cheeks. “There now, you did really well. We were all impressed.”

                          Wanda looked up at him. Pietro rushed over. Wrapped his sister in a tight hug. “I’m so proud of you, Wanda! My sister rocks!”

                          Wanda laughed. Took his hand. “At least I know you’ll always be with me.”

                          “You got that right!” Pietro replied.

                          She was his sister.

                          They were always side by side.

                          And nothing would ever change that.

                          Chapter 17

                          Bruce leaned against the wall.

                          Pushed up his glasses, which fell again.

                          “Alright Bruce, your turn.” Nick said, turning to him with a smile.

                          Bruce’s throat went dry.

                          He couldn’t
he always broke things. Big things.

                          Things other people couldn’t break easily.

                          “Don’t worry. I’ll be fine. See!? There’s not that much radiation in this area!”

                          Oh, he had been so wrong.

                          “Bruce?”

                          “Uh, what?” He mumbled, looking up at Nick.

                          “Your turn.”

                          “Oh. I
I really don’t want to. Someone else can go next.”

                          “Come on, Bruce, show them.” Clint urged with a smile.

                          “I
I really don’t want to. I don’t
I don’t feel the best right now.”

                          Maria gave him a worried frown. Pressed the back of her hand against his forehead, soft. “Are you running a fever?”

                          “No
I
uhm
my head hurts.” Bruce replied. Shrugged. “I’ll be fine in a few minutes.”

                          “Um
okay then.” Maria stepped away.

                          Bruce almost sighed in relief, when Tony came over, a smirk on his face.

                          Uh oh.

                          That probably didn’t mean anything good.

                          When Tony wanted to make something happen, he found any way to get that something accomplished.

                          “Come on, Bruce. Stop lying. You know you and Steve are horrible at it.”

                          “Tony, my head hurts. I’ll be fine in a few moments.”

                          “No. You’re just making an excuse. Come on, Bruce, we gotta show them. I’ll be showing mine, and you know I don’t like to.” Tony grinned.

                          Bruce slightly narrowed his eyes.

                          He wasn’t going to do it.

                          He wasn’t going to let Tony convince him.

                          “No.”

                          Tony sighed. “Fine, Bruce. But if anyone calls you a chicken later, I won’t stop them.”

                          “Tony, what are you doing?” Nick asked, his tone carrying the faint tinge of a warning.

                          “A chicken? Why, just because I don’t want to hurt anyone?” Bruce asked with a roll of his eyes. He pushed back up his glasses.

                          Tony could get him so annoyed sometimes!

                          Tony laughed. “Well, yeah. You’re not being brave like Pietro or Wanda. Wanda was scared too, but she did it. But is it more than that, Bruce?”

                          “Tony
”

                          “You better listen to Nick, Tony.”

                          “What, Bruce? Don’t want to get me in trouble? Come on, nerd, use your powers!”

                          “Nerd!? You’re calling me a nerd!?” Bruce’s body shook. His skin began to turn green. “What about you!? You’re always getting A’s in Science and Math and always going on non-stop about your inventing!”

                          Tony smirked. Leaned in close. “Who’s the one with the glasses that don’t even fit his head? Who’s the one that was so interested in a blocked off, old radioactive plant and got himself turned into a green giant? Who’s the one who’s always reading and skipped two grades of school?”

                          Bruce’s entire body shook.

                          He
was
mad.

                          Tony smirked. “Now who’s the nerd?”

                          Bruce roared.

                          He was taller now.

                          Muscled.

                          It happened again.

                          Tony always got under his skin.

                          Bruce roared again.

                          “Aha! See, this is Bruce’s power!” Tony cried.

                          Chapter 18

                          Natasha glanced around the room. Thankfully, they had gotten Bruce to calm down enough to turn back into
well
Bruce, and even more thankfully, no one had gotten hurt.

                          Other than a few boxes and the wall, which now had a dent.

                          Now Maria was calming him down the rest of the way.

                          Nick, Phil, and Maria weren’t happy with Tony for causing Bruce’s anger, but they weren’t yelling at him and hitting him, which was odd.

                          But next was her turn.

                          And she wasn’t quite ready for that.

                          “Alright Natasha, do you want to go?” Phil asked.

                          Now or never.

                          She nodded. “Yeah. I’ll go.” She stepped forward.

                          “Your turn, Natalia. Show that girl the true power of the Black Widow.”

                          She shook her head.

                          Now
how was she supposed to show her powers?

                          On herself?

                          That wouldn’t work.

                          “What are you doing?” Tony asked.

                          “She’s thinking. Nat, are you okay?”

                          She gave Clint a smile. “Yeah Clint, I’m good. Just
trying to decide how to show my skills.”

                          “Here. I’ll help you.”

                          She turned to Bucky with a small smile. “You sure? You know I’m pretty good.”

                          Bucky smirked. Laughed. “Maybe
but can you beat me?”

                          Natasha smiled. “We’ll see.”

                          Bucky nodded. “I won’t use my full strength on you.”

                          Natasha nodded. “That probably wouldn’t end well.”

                          She noticed that the three adults, and Thor and Loki, were watching them with quizzical looks.

                          Bucky glanced at them, then gave her a grin. “Let’s give them a show.”

                          Natasha nodded.

                          They both got into position.

                          And began.

                          She swiped, she jabbed, ducked, slid, and knocked down.

                          Bucky was a formidable opponent.

                          But Natasha was determined to win.

                          She had been freed at eight years old.

                          But she would never forget how to fight.

                          “Hi. I’m Clint. You are?”

                          She smiled shyly. She had just been sent here
met this boy
and he already wanted to talk.

                          “Na
Natasha. Some people called me Natalia
but my name is Natasha.”

                          “Nice to meet you, Nat. Hey, wanna play something with me?”

                          Such fond memories.

                          Natasha ducked as Bucky made an attempted swipe at her side.

                          She could hear Clint cheering her on in the background.

                          Silly boy.

                          Didn’t he know she was already going to win?

                          When Bucky made another lunge, she went in, down and low.

                          Grabbed him around the waist, knocked him down with all her force, and pinned him.

                          She smiled. “Done yet?”

                          Their eyes met.

                          Bucky chuckled. “Yeah
I think I’m done.” He tapped the floor three times, and Natasha leapt off.

                          Brushed a strand of her red hair behind her ear.

                          Bucky stood.

                          Stuck out his hand. “Good fight?”

                          She took his metal hand. Squeezed it and shook it. “Amazing fight.”

                          Bucky grinned. “Maybe next time I won’t go so easy on you, huh, how’s that sound?” He dropped her a wink.

                          Natasha laughed. “You freak.”

                          “You gotta teach me karate!” Pietro cried, running over.

                          Bucky glanced at Natasha.

                          “Sure, kiddo. But Natasha’s better at it than me, so you better ask her.”

                          Pietro turned to Natasha. “Will you!?”

                          “Oh
I don’t know. Maybe I will.” She gave Pietro a wink and smile.

                          He ran back to Wanda. “Yay! Wanda, Natasha’s gonna teach me karate!”

                          “I said maybe.”

                          Bucky laughed. Shrugged. “Doesn’t make a difference to him.”

                          “Natasha, Bucky, that wasn’t karate.” Nick noted.

                          They both turned to face him.

                          “Yeah. Not quite. So?” Natasha asked.

                          “That looked like hand-to-hand combat fighting. The fighting soldiers are trained in.” Nick replied.

                          Natasha glanced at Bucky. He was studying his metal hand as he clenched and unclenched it.

                          “Yeah. We just learned how to fight. Bullies, you know?” Bucky said quietly.

                          Nick gave them both a look.

                          Natasha knew he didn’t believe them.

                          But
he smiled. “Alright. You two both did very well. Steve, Clint, who’s next?”

                          Chapter 19

                          Steve glanced at Clint. “You can go.”

                          Clint shook his head. “Nope. We’ve been going from youngest to oldest. Your turn.”

                          “We’re the same age.”

                          Clint smirked. “Not true. You’re about a month younger. So
your turn.”

                          Steve sighed.

                          Well, looked like he had no choice.

                          Steve stepped forward. Now, how was he supposed to show his abilities?

                          He could pick something up.

                          Or
something.

                          He was a lot stronger now.

                          He was older, and besides, the serum had helped immensely.

                          “Alright, hold still kid. This won’t last long.” The smiling doctor reassured.

                          Steve nodded. He wasn’t scared. Now he could stand up to bullies.

                          And, as a bonus, he’d get some money.

                          To provide for himself.

                          A man walked in.

                          Stopped in his tracks. “Are we sure that kid isn’t five?”

                          “He’s eight, sir. Just
doesn’t look it.”

                          Steve shook away the memory. Alright. He’d find a heavy
ah
a dumbbell. A heavy one, too.

                          Perfect.

                          Steve walked over to it.

                          Began to pick it up.

                          “What are you doing!?”

                          “I have to do this, Steve. If I don’t
Pierce will hurt you.”

                          “Who cares, Buck!?” Steve screamed, the wind heavily tousling his hair, lifting his shirt, and causing him to shiver. “I’ll be fine! You could get seriously hurt!”

                          Bucky scoffed. Walked closer to the ledge of the building, gun in hand. “I have to, Steve. I can’t let him hurt you.”

                          “Bucky, what is wrong with you!? You can’t kill someone! I won’t let you!”

                          Bucky turned on him. “And what will you do!? I’m trying to keep you safe, Steve.”

                          “Well, maybe
” Steve gripped the gun in Bucky’s hand, “I don’t need your protection!”

                          “Steve, let go of the gun!” Bucky yelled.

                          “No! I’m not going to let you hurt someone out of fear!” Steve screamed in reply.

                          “Steve
let
go!” Bucky pulled away.

                          And like a nightmare straight out of a book
he fell.

                          Steve couldn’t even scream his name.

                          The gun fell out of Steve’s hands.

                          It was all his fault.

                          His fault.

                          Steve dropped the dumbbells with a thud.

                          They hit the ground, hard.

                          He’d been lifting over 80lbs of weight.

                          His breathing heaved.

                          Bucky lost his arm
almost died
failed the mission
two years ago
and all of it had been Steve’s fault.

                          Bucky could still have his left arm, a normal, left arm, if Steve hadn’t been so stubborn.

                          He had made Bucky fall.

                          If Bucky had died
it would have been Steve’s fault.

                          Tears coursed down his cheeks.

                          Steve wiped them away.

                          Bucky never failed another mission after that.

                          If he had, Steve would have been punished, as he had been after that mission.

                          After Bucky had been given the metal arm and recovered, of course.

                          Bucky had cried and begged Pierce to stop, but his begging fell on deaf ears.

                          Steve didn’t remember anything after that.

                          Just falling asleep and then waking up back in bed.

                          “Steve
Steve
”

                          “What?” Steve whispered. He’d slipped out again.

                          Phil gave him a small smile. Glanced at Nick. “He’s back now. Hey, Steve, kid, what’s up?”

                          Steve shook his head. Pulled away. “It’s nothing.”

                          “Steve
we want to help you.”

                          “You
you shouldn’t.” Steve began to reach for the dumbbell. “I can finish showing you.”

                          “You don’t have to. You’re fine, Steve. You can stop.”

                          “But you wanted me to.”

                          “Yes, but if you’re done, then stop.”

                          “You only stop when I tell you to, Steven.” Pierce slapped him, hard, “We wouldn’t want to earn more punishment, would we?”

                          Steve looked up at him, stars dancing in front of his eyes, tears coursing down his cheeks.

                          Pierce scoffed. “Look, Steven, look at what’s happened. What you have done. James lost his left arm. You are a silly, stupid, arrogant child. You will learn to listen and obey. Otherwise
well
I’m afraid someone will be earning himself a punishment every day.”

                          “It’s all my fault.”

                          “Steve? What are you talking about?”

                          Steve pulled away from Phil’s embrace.

                          “No. I don’t
I don’t want to hurt you too.”

                          “Steve, what are you talking about? You won’t hurt me.”

                          “No
I will. I hurt Bucky
he almost
he almost died. I made him lose his arm.”

                          Why couldn’t he control his breathing!?

                          “Steve
hey
listen to me.” Phil reached for him.

                          Steve shirked away from his touch. “Don’t
don’t touch me
please.”

                          Phil nodded. “Okay. I won’t.”

                          He backed away. “You’re not alone anymore, Steve. You never will be. Ever again. No one will ever hurt you, or they will mess with this entire family. I need you to know that.”

                          Steve looked up at Phil. “I
I
I’m sorry.”

                          Phil slowly shook his head. Smiled. “Don’t apologize. You’re learning.”

                          Without even thinking, Steve rushed to Phil, buried his face in Phil’s jacket, and wrapped his arms around Phil.

                          Phil wrapped his arms around Steve.

                          Held him close.

                          “We’re a family now. And nothing’s ever going to change that.”

                          Chapter 20

                          Phil took Steve out of the training room.

                          Soon, Clint went, showing off his archery and perfect aim.

                          Then, Bucky went, showing the strength he hadn’t shown when fighting Natasha.

                          Sam finally went, showing them how strong he was, though it wasn’t as strong as Steve and Bucky, and showing off the wings Tony had built him.

                          “Tony, your turn.”

                          Tony took one, small step forward.

                          Now he knew how Bruce felt.

                          And he didn’t turn into a big, muscled, green monster of destruction.

                          Tony slowly shed his jacket, worn at all times.

                          The adults stared, and Thor stood with his mouth open.

                          Tony took in a deep breath.

                          The arc reactor must have looked odd.

                          Tony grabbed and put on one of the metal gloves he’d made.

                          He hadn’t been able to finish the whole suit yet.

                          Didn’t have enough spare parts, or the right ones, from the dump.

                          He aimed at a target.

                          And shot, turning the target into dust.

                          Nick looked at him.

                          Their eyes met.

                          “Tony
what
is that?”

                          “An arc reactor. It
it’s my heart, basically. It
it um
keeps me alive because there’s some
some metal in my chest that’s always
always
um
moving closer to my heart every minute.” Tony tried to ease his breathing. “This stops it.”

                          “Metal? Tony
what happened?” Maria asked, soft, caring.

                          Howard, his father, hit the brakes, hard.

                          A screech.

                          But the truck was coming too fast.

                          It couldn’t
or wouldn’t
stop.

                          Maria, his mother, screamed.

                          “NO!” Tony screamed.

                          A sudden collision.

                          Pain in his head.

                          Blood.

                          So, so much blood.

                          Tony slid out of the car, and his world faded to black.

                          “Tony?” Nick said, soft.

                          “I
I need to go.” He rushed past Maria and Nick, who called out for him to come back.

                          He couldn’t.

                          He wouldn’t.

                          Tony rushed past Phil and Steve, who were talking, up the stairs, and into his and Bruce’s room.

                          He locked the door, fast.

                          Flopped down onto his bed, burying his face in the blankets.

                          “He’s fading. Fast! Quickly, get the reactor put in!”

                          Tony angrily swiped at the tears coursing down his face.

                          A massive car accident.

                          Made New York state news.

                          Gave Tony the metal in his chest
and took his parents away from him.

                          A knock sounded on the door.

                          Tony groaned. “Bruce
leave me alone
please.”

                          “But what if it’s not Bruce?”

                          Tony’s head shot up.

                          He stood and went to the door.

                          Unlocked and opened it.

                          “Peter
what are you doing?”

                          “I thought you might need a teddy bear. They always make me feel better. Can I come inside, Tony?” Peter asked, holding out a brown stuffed bear.

                          Tony sighed.

                          How could he say no to that freckled, smiling, gape-toothed face?

                          Besides, Peter wouldn’t bother him by asking how he was, right?

                          “Fine. Yeah. Come in.” He motioned Peter inside.

                          Peter smiled and walked in.

                          Tony quickly closed and relocked the door.

                          “Your room is big! I have to share mine with Pietro and Wanda! Tony, here’s Mr. Bear!” Peter made the bear wave. “Hello, Tony! I’m Mr. Bear!”

                          Tony couldn’t help but chuckle. He sat back down on his bed. “Thanks Peter, but I don’t need him. I’m fine.”

                          “Then why are your eyes red?”

                          “I’m fine.”

                          “Tony was crying, Mr. Bear. He needs you.” Peter said, coming over to the bed. “Here, Mr. Bear wants to give you a hug.” Peter handed his bear off.

                          Tony finally took him.

                          Hugged Mr. Bear to make Peter happy. “There Peter, is he good now?”

                          “Only if you’re happy, Tony.”

                          “Peter
”

                          “Mr. Bear wants you to be happy! You don’t need to be sad
” Peter crawled onto the bed. “We have a family. Mr. Bear wants you to be happy!”

                          “I know, Peter
and I am.”

                          Peter pursed his lips. “Are you?”

                          Tony glanced at him. Set Mr. Bear in Peter’s lap. “Peter
I’m happy. Really.”

                          “No more crying?”

                          Tony gave him a small smile. “Yeah. I’m okay. Now
you were being stubborn about making Mr. Bear give me a hug
do you know what that means?” Tony grinned.

                          He didn’t need Mr. Bear.

                          He had needed Peter.

                          That smile. That happiness and faith.

                          Peter set Mr. Bear aside. “I don’t know.”

                          “It means
you get a
” Tony reached over. Grabbed Peter’s waist. “Tickle!”

                          He began to tickle Peter, and Peter laughed and tried to push Tony away. “Tony!”

                          “NO! I will never stop!” he tickled Peter, and Peter laughed, and laughed.

                          He got away.

                          Tony grabbed him again. “Oh no you don’t!”

                          After a few moments, they were both laughing, and Tony stopped.

                          Peter grabbed Mr. Bear and settled in Tony’s lap.

                          “You’re silly, Tony.”

                          “Me? You’re the crazy one.”

                          Peter laughed. “No. You crazy!”

                          Tony chuckled. Peter leaned against Tony. Yawned.

                          Tony wrapped his arms around him.

                          Peter clutched his bear close. Yawned again.

                          Tony wrapped his arms around Peter tighter.

                          “I love you Tony
big brother
”

                          Tony looked down at Peter, who was already falling asleep.

                          Did he
just
?

                          Tony’s arms wrapped tighter around Peter.

                          “I love you too, Peter.”

                          And he was surprised to find that it was true.

                          (Not gonna lie, writing that Tony/Peter moment made me so happy. XD I needed something happy. My poor babies and their trauma. *sobs*)

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                            SCREEEEEEECHHHHHHH

                             

                            *ahem sorry
one moment*

                             

                            SCREEEEEECH

                             

                            PETER AND TONY OH MY STINKING GOSH!! I LITERALLY HAVE NO WORDS TO DESCRIBE THE FEELS RN!! SCREEEEEEEAAAAAAAM!!! I. NEED. MOOOOORRRREEEE!!!!!!

                             

                            ALSO!’ I AM LOOOOOVING TONY SOOO MUCH HE IS BECOMING ONE OF MA FAVES!! That with him and Bruce was the BEST I love Snarky Tony!!!!!!!

                             

                            UUUUGGGHHHHH

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                              Does my baby Peter have some trauma? Cuz I have a feeling he does but maybe he like doesn’t understand it or he just keeps this happy demeanor so it doesn’t affect him until he remembers it??

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                                Or was he too little to remember anything.

                                 

                                but Ik that Pierce was a jerk so
living in that orphanage must’ve sucked even for someone his age. Also
how he got his powers
so I’m like
hm

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                                  @godlyfantasy12. THANK YOU SOOO MUCH!!!!!! YESSSSSSS TONY AND PETER…OHHH…I’M JUST IN LOVE!!! 😍😍😍😍😍 I’M SO GLAD YOU LOVE TONY!!!! (he might have to be one of my favs in this AU too. 😂)

                                  And ahh, good questions! đŸ€” Well, being as little as he is, he probably thinks it was “normal”. (as is pretty common for little ones, or people in general that live through abuse, to think) But he also has a happy demeanor. I’m thinking at some point something will give a hint that something is wrong and he has trauma too, but still deciding how to show that. 😅 Because Pietro does too, but doesn’t show it either. Also, some personalities are just able to take abuse a little better than others, you know? That’s why it affected Wanda more than Pietro.

                                  But…I’m sure Peter has something. Maybe, like, he’s scared of a certain thing because of something they did to him? đŸ€” Makes me sad thinking that the poor baby has some trauma. 😭😭😭

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