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The next day was a marked improvement over Wednesday for Stephen. Waking up with Tony as his little spoon had that effect on his mood.
The two went about their morning pretty quietly, with Tony promising that he’d be over with Peter at some point later and to call him with any news on reversing the spell. Stephen agreed, kissing the man goodbye before looking at his phone, which was resting at the edge of the staircase.
“Jocasta, call Wong”
“Calling…..” It barely rung once.
“Having fun with Tiny Parker?”
“He’s currently with his aunt” Stephen explained. They never did seem to start calls with “hellos”, did they? “I have been waiting on you”
“Of course you have. And I found the spell within an hour of you contacting me” Wong’s tone was pretty light, for having tricked Stephen in to thinking he’d been stumped
“And you didn’t tell me, why?”
“Because I want pictures of Little Parker before you turn him back. That will look excellent in the scrap book that I am making of this bizarre life I lead”
Stephen wanted to ask when Wong got into scrap-booking, but decided against it.
“Get over here, Wong. The boy needs to go back to normal”
The man laughed “I’ll be over within the hour, Stephen” And then hung up.
Stephen shook his head waving his hand to open one of the upper windows.
...Perhaps Wong had a point, he should enjoy this while they have the opportunity
“Jocasta, are any child-friendly events happening in Queens or the surrounding burrows today?”
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The look on Peter’s face when they got to the street fair was, by far, the absolute cutest thing Stephen had ever seen. He was mentally cataloging that expression away in his memories for the rest of time.
“Okay, okay, come on, let’s take a bathroom break before we wait in lines for the next 2 hours” Tony suggested “Then we’ll get the all day bands”
Stephen agreed with the process, and after a brief detour to a restroom they each got a band - Tony purchasing a fourth for when Peter was bigger if he wanted to come back.
And so the shenanigans began.
Peter wasn’t able to go on many of the rides without an adult, so Tony and Steve took turns with the tyke, Tony often sitting Peter in his lap on the more mild rides. One ride Peter could ride himself was the jr frogger- where Tony got some video of Peter scream-laughing.
The boy ran to Stephen and cling to his legs after that hellish ride
Stephen tried to stifle a laugh “Are you alright, Peter?”
“Tha’ was uh” Peter awkwardly tried to laugh “a lo’” he admitted “Up?”
Stephen had to sneak a little magic into the action for the sake of his hands, but lifted the boy, who promptly buried his head into the juncture between the wizards head and shoulder. Stephen looked to Tony.
“How about a snack break?” The billionaire suggested “I know Peter loooves funnel cake.”
Tony’s words made the tot snap his head in the billionaires direction
“Snack break it is”
Peter squealed in excitement and only stopped once he finally got the funnel cake in his hands.
The powdered sugar very quickly become an absolute mess
Tony couldn’t stop laughing at the image, taking several pictures as Stephen helped Peter clean himself off.
“You have the cutest son!” a passerby acknowledged, causing both men to pause.
“Uh-wh-”
“He’s not-”
They heard a little giggle, before “Daaaaddies” rang out in that adorably high pitch voice.
Stephen looked down at the cheeky toddler before grinning himself
“You cannot tease us about that, Peter. Being your father would be a point of pride for any man” He pointed out as he continued using his shaky hands to clean the boys hair of powdered sugar.
“Yeah, what he said” Tony agreed with a nod, finding it both sweet and funny how Peters face turned a bright shade of red - the same color as his super suit. “I think it’s about time we turned you back. You want to go on the big-boy rides, don’t you?”
“Y’mean th’ normal ones? Yeah!” Peter nodded “I’m ready t’be big’gain!” He announced confidently- as if the previous moment didn’t even occur
“Lets find somewhere without a lot of people” Tony recommended
“Alley!” Peter pointed
“Excellent idea, Spider-Tyke” Tony agreed as they got up, Peter going into Tony’s arms.
The three amigos went into the alley, getting all the way to the end of it were a fence was put up.
“Okay uh, before we do this, lemme be sappy for a minute” Tony requested. Stephen smiled, looking to Peter for approval. Peter just looked up at Tony with his big, adorable eyes.
“Peter, i’m not gonna lie, this whole situation was absolutely batshit-”
“Tony”
“Hush Stephen let me speak- anyway, yeah it was a crazy time.. But I had a lot of fun with you like this. I’m thinking once you’re big again we can keep hanging out like this. You deserve a mentor whose around more”
“... You are der” Peter declares “Y’r always der when I need ya” His voice showed his earnestness
Tony had to take a deep, deep breath to keep from getting misty eyed. “... Thanks, kid”
Peter looked over at Stephen, as if expecting Stephen to say something as well. The wizard just chuckled slightly, coming over to the two of them and placing a kiss on Peter’s head
“You are the cutest three year old I have ever seen and I weep for your lanky, awkward teenage self” He joked, and Peter looked absolutely offended
“Rwood!” Peter pouted.
Tony just laughed. “Okay, okay, I’m putting the tyke down” He said as he did so.
It wall all but a moment of brief chanting, and a little dust getting thrown about, before a 16 year old Peter Parker had taken place of the toddler. The teen was touching his face and torso, looking at himself to make sure it was real this time.
And then he started to laugh, almost hysterically “Oh thank GOD! I can speak again!”
“Great, now we’ll never hear the end of you” Tony faux complained
“Bold of you to assume we were able to shut him up in the first place, love” Stephen commented, coming over to Tony as the boy looked over at them.
“Gee, love you guys too” Peter muttered, looking down at his shirt - which was the same as his toddler one, just to scale. “So uh… You guys want to uh, keep hanging out?”
Tony just grinned “And miss seeing you scare yourself in the lame haunted house? Wouldn’t dream of it”
“But first, lets get something to drink. I’m parched” Stephen interrupted.
“But we just ate!” Peter argued
“You just ate. I cleaned up your mess”
“Oh, come on, dad”
Tony stared incredulously “Oh, so he gets called “dad” first? I’ve known you longer, Underoos”
“Technically I called both of you dad when that lady walked by” the boy argued back, grinning sheepishly. “But if you guys don’t wanna be called that its-”
Stephen held up a hand to stop him “As I said before, any man would be proud to be your father. Call me Dad all you like”
Peters face went all red again, and Tony just clasped a hand on his shoulder
“Alright, enough dilly dallying, lets go!” The billionaire grabbed his boyfriends arm and led the group out of the alley and back to the fair, the whole of them grinning or at least smiling fully and brightly.
After all, they had a full night of family bonding to get to.