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Peter wasn't a genius, sure he was smart but he wasn't a genius. Although if someone asked his dad, Tony Stark, if Peter Stark was a genius he would say yes without hesitation. Over the years he built and fixed a lot of stuff. He completed his first Lego set at age 4, made his first circuit board at 5, could understand Dr Bruce Banner research of gamma radiation at age 6, he was very proud of his Lego set and showed it to his Dad once he came home from a conference meeting. He still didn't think he was a genius like his dad though.
Apparently his kidnappers thought differently. Today was supposed to be a boring day. He didn't realize until the last second why his Spidey Sense of acting up. Peter thought back to when he woke up that morning.
His alarm went off to get ready for school, as usual he obviously ignored it. Three minutes later his door opened to his Dad sipping coffee leaning on the door frame.
"Alright kiddo it's time to wake up" Peter groaned " Yes I know, I can hear you loud and clear but as always it's rise and shine. Jarvis open the blinds" Tony said as Peter begins to sit up rubbing his sleepy eyes with his hand. "Dad pass up the coffee please" outstretched his hand for the mug his dad was drinking.
Tony laughs, shaking his head " Pete you're not going to drink coffee and you know what happened last time you did" that's one of the down side effect of the spider bite. Peter stood up after feeling decently awake mostly due to the blinds being open and the light coming through " I know, when will you be getting out of your meeting today? " He got a gray sweater and a blue shirt with jeans, planning on taking a shower before going to school.
"I'll be getting out of the meeting before you get out of school so I'll be there to pick you up" Peter smiled at that, he loved when his dad picked him. "Great, can we get some burgers on the way home if I pass my algebra test?" He really wanted a cheeseburger. He gave Tony a hopeful smile. Tony walked towards Peter and ruffled his hair playfully.
"I think we can manage that, get ready I'll make breakfast " Tony said as he left the room. Peter finished taking a shower. He noticed his Spidey Sense buzzing but there wasn't any danger as Peter looked around his room exiting his bathroom. Thinking it was just nerves because of his algebra test he didn't think much about it.
He walks toward the kitchen where his dad was making eggs and bacon. Peter gasps dramatically, hand on his chest "Have it finally happened? You learned how to cook without burning the food? Dad this is an amazing accomplishment. We should celebrate" Tony chuckles looking up from the stove "Pete you are being dramatic. I don't burn all the food I make" Peter went to get a cup and the orange juice from the fridge.
"Learned from the best dad, hey I was thinking maybe we can work on a new web formula that could help cover wounds and such like a temporary bandage" juice in the cup Peter put it back in the fridge sitting down in front of Tony. Tony hummed "Yeah that sounds like a good idea Pete we'll start when we get in the lab today" Peter was about to ask but like always his dad knows what he is thinking "and yes after you're done with your homework " Peter let out a quiet sigh .
Tony puts his breakfast in front of Peter. Peter digs in and starts to eat while Tony pours more coffee " Any news on the Rogues' ' Tony leans on the counter "Yeah there is, the Accords is being reviewed. Some things that were written are getting changed. They aren't causing conflict which is good '' Peter could hear his dads rising heartbeat. The Rogues and the Accords is a difficult topic for his dad so he quickly changes it.
After Peter was finished and it was time to head to school. He got his backpack and went to hug Tony goodbye. Peter could feel his Spidey Sense calm down a bit when he hugged his dad . Pulling away Tony pressed a kiss on his hair " See you later kid". Peter walked towards the elevator "Bye dad love you!" He didn't hear what his dad said in reply since the elevator doors were shut.
"Hey Jarvis, is Uncle Happy outside yet?"
"Goodmorning Mini Boss, yes Happy is waiting next to the car for your arrival" the doors open revealing the lobby of Stark Industries. Waving at the receptionist, Peter left the building seeing Happy waiting just like Jarvis said.
"Hey Uncle Happy!" Peter said excitedly and smiling. Happy smiled at Peter " Hey Pete how's your morning?" Happy opened the back passenger door. Peter said a small thanks and got in. Closing the door and putting on his seat belt, while Happy got in the car. " It was good, dad didn't burn the breakfast today" They started to drive towards Midtown. Peter felt his Spidey sense slightly increase. Frowning, he looked around.
Nothing seems wrong. There wasn't a mugging in sight, no aliens to fight, Peter shook his head trying not to freak out. Missing what Happy said Peter hummed pretending he knew. They were halfway towards Midtown when the buzz on the back of his neck became painful. An indication of something bad. Peter's eyes widened "Stop the car!" He yelled. Happy gave a quick glance at Peter " Why? Did you forget something aga-" suddenly everything flipped. Peter put his hand on the roof of the car and his other on the seat, using his sticky powers to minimize possible injuries.
He felt his something hit him before darkness took over.
When he regain consciousness, his head was pounding. Why did his head feel like it got hit with Thor's hammer? Where was he? Why is there a loud beep?
What happened?
Peter opened his eyes, his ears were ringing he could also hear a loud horn going off. Did he fall asleep in band practice? No, that doesn't make sense. He dropped out of the band. His side hurt. Blinking away his unclear vision. He was in a car.
He was in a car with his Uncle Happy. Just with that thought the day came back to him. His dad waking him up, breakfast, Accords, car hitting them. The car wasn't flipped upside down by some chance.
Before Peter knew what he was doing he crawled over to the front seat, checking Happy for injuries. Other than the cut on his forehead, he didn't have major injuries. The horn that was increasing his headache was the car, Happy hand was pressing on the middle of the steering wheel. Get Uncle Happy out, save him, get him out, was what he kept repeating in his head.
Peter took his hand off, his side hurt but he didn't have time to check when a group of people opened the very destroyed doors of the car. Peter was about to ask for help when he was yanked out of the car.
"Hey! What the fu-" something covered his mouth and nose as he felt something prick his neck. He fought to stay awake thrashing around to get out of the random people's grip. He felt more tired by the second and in no time he was pulled back into unconsciousness.
He woke up sometime later, no car in sight, no signs that Happy got out safe, and no signs of his Dad. He really wanted his Dad. He was in a warehouse. He was tied down by metal to a chair. Being Tony Stark's son he was fairly accustomed to attempted kidnaps but none of them succeeded. His dad put a lot of protocols in place to prevent this sort of thing.
Going back to the present, Peter's side of his stomach hurt like something went straight through. Which is insane he wouldn't have lived through that amount of blood loss. Right?
His kidnappers wouldn't shut up. There was 4 of them all had black ski masks and black pants. All have guns. Peter went out on patrol enough to handle guns. But he didn't think revealing his secret identity would be in his best interest. Neither is being kidnapped, he thought bitterly.
"Hey guys, if you're done, I'm really hungry. Is there any food I could eat? Preferably something that isn't poisoned?" Peter tilted his head. Mr Shitface, that's what Peter nicknamed him, turned to look at him. He walks towards him, he stops in front of him bending down like he is five years old and not fifteen.
"Will you build us an Iron-Man suit?" Peter looked at him like he was stupid "Hm, that's what I thought. You won't get food until you agree, matter in fact you won't get out of here until you agree" Peter spit in his face. Considering Mr Shitface punched him across the cheekbone, Peter thinks Mr Shitface didn't like it so much. " Dude I already told you I can't build you shit "
"Your Tony Stark's son" Mr Breathstank said, the guy really needs to brush his teeth. Peter rolled his eyes. Yes he knew how to build an Ironman suit, barely, but had some knowledge about it. Considering all his time in the Lab, even when he was young he loved to explore the dynamics of the suit. His dad was always there to watch over him, but it was fun pretending he was doing something important.
"I'm Tony Stark's son, yeah but I'm not Tony Stark, he's a genius. Be for real, why take me? You are a bunch of idiots" Peter scoffs, his check was hurting from the punch but it wasn't that bad.
"Why is that?" Mr. Shitface said. Peter noticed he was the main one talking out of all 4. Probably the leader, Peter thought. Peter raised an eyebrow. He sighs, shaking his head. He didn't know how stupid this group could possibly be.
" Mr Shitface, Mr Breathstank, Dumb and Dumber I want you to think about just for a second. How much do you think he would do to get me back? Not to toot my own horn but if one of the people I loved the most, which would be my dad, gets taken I would do anything to get him back." Peter tilted his head "You guys fuck up big time" Mr Shitface raised his fits. It connects with his face again twice, managing to bust his lip and bruise his cheek even more.
He knew his dad would find him. Tony will probably get Uncle Rhodey to help. Uncle Rhodey has been busy traveling, with work and other stuff. He missed him but it was okay because Uncle Rhodey would be spending the weekend at the Tower. After the small beating was done they left.
Peter wasn't going to build them anything. His dad made it clear that he didn't want weapons he made in the wrong hands. He even stopped the weapons divisions in Stark Industries all together when he came back from Afghanistan. Peter remembers staying with Uncle Rhodey and on occasion Uncle Happy. He was sad when his dad didn't come back home. But when he did he came home with a nightlight that younger Peter used to adore. Peter didn't like to be with Obadiah. He always made Peter feel uncomfortable, especially when he called Peter legos 'a waste of time' he doesn't remember if he ever told his dad what Obadiah was saying to him.
It doesn't matter now. Point is he wasn't going to betray his dad. He knew Uncle Happy was okay so he wasn't going to be over stressed about it. He was breathing when Peter was yanked out of the car. The bad guys wouldn't have killed Happy right?
After a while only Mr Shitface and Mr Breathstank came back. The door opened. There weren't any windows. The warehouse wasn't that big. Peter was in the middle of it. Mr Shitface made a show of cracking his knuckles. Peter let out a huff and rolled his eyes. The two stood by each other in front of Peter.
The door opened again Dumb and Dumber was carrying out a tub of water. "You guys plan on giving me a bath? Hate to be a bummer but I already showered today" Of course he knew that wasn't what they were planning to do but he just wanted to fuck with them a little.
When the tub of water was right in front of him, on a table that was dragged out as well Peter could feel his heart beat faster. He didn't know how long he was missing for. He didn't know if his dad was any closer to finding him. Dumb and Dumber laughs Peter gave them a pointer look "Oh quit laughing you dipshits" Dumber didn't seem to like that very much as he punched him in the side of his head. Peter's head fell over as spots of black appeared in his vision. Blinking it away as he brought his head back up, eyes widening a bit before going back into normal form.
"You punch like a toddler" Peter knows he shouldn't provoke them any farther. The leader, Mr Shitface, walks behind him as Peter turns his head to follow but stops when he can't anymore. Looking forward as his hair is pulled back from the grip of the leader's hand. His headache isn't going to enjoy that. Peter grunted a little in pain, his eyes squinting together. "You have one last chance to agree to build us the Iron Man suit or you will die. Which will it be?" Peter's stomach dropped. His stomach hasn't been hurting for a while, Peter guessed the injury probably healed.
"Now wait a minute, hold up. I don't know about this. That deal is absolutely terrible. This isn't very good hospitality. I'll be leaving a 0 star review" Peter paled when Mr Breathstank pulled out his gun. At this point Dumb and Dumber are just here to watch for entertainment. Peter should feel Mr Shitface inching closer to his face as he begins to count down.
"5"
"Woah thats a little low" Peter was panicking now
"4"
"Can I have a day to think?" He didn't know what to do
"3"
"Y'know guys I'm not good with water" thats very true, one time he went to the beach and he got lost. His dad never took him to the beach for months after that.
"2"
"Go to hell" If Peter was going to die he would at least tell them that before he doesn't get the chance to.
"1"
"Dad!" Peter yelled before his head was submerged with water. He didn't want to die. He wants his dad. He wants to go home. He wants that burger. He really wants his dad. He was thrashing against the hand that was pushing his head in the water. He began to feel tired, with the lack of oxygen. Before he was summoned into the darkness he heard a crash and the weight pushing him down was gone.
He lets himself sleep, he was tired.
Peter gasps, and starts to cough out water. He heard someone calling his name
"Peter! Your okay, your going to be okay bambino. I'm so sorry I didn't get here sooner" Dad it was his dad Peter registered.
"Tones Medbay is ready" oh and that was Uncle Rhodey. He knew it. He was still coughing but no water was coming out anymore. He opened his eyes to see his dad leaning over him. Peter smiled, he missed his dad.
"H-Hi dad can we still get that burger. They didn't feed me, 0 stars" Peter voiced but still smiling and opened his hand for a hug. Tony let out a laugh and hugged him like his life depends on it. Peter then realized he was on the floor and the kidnappers were all knocked out. " Yeah Petey we can get you a cheeseburger after Doctor Cho gives an all clear and don't worry Happy doing just fine" Peter let out a small whoo. He looked over to Uncle Rhodey.
"Hey Uncle Rhodey I see you came early, any specific reason why?" Peter grinned. Rhodey looked at him like he had grown to head "I don't know, maybe because my godson was kidnapped" Peter hummed understandably. "That's a pretty good reason".
Tony stood up bringing Peter with him. "Lets get home, the police will take care of these assholes" Tony's places a long kiss on his cheek " Don't think i didn't notice the bruises, no patrolling until they heal" Peter let out a little whine but he wasn't seriously upset about it.
"Love you dad" Peter breathed evenly and he listened to his dad's heartbeat.
"Love you to bambino" Peter wouldn't change a single thing about his life. He loves his family.