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Happy POV...
Happy watched the kid get in the car silently.... That wasn't normal, normal was Happy getting his ears talked off by the kid about how his day was.
Now that Happy looked, Peter looked like he had a really stuffy nose, his eyes were glossy and he looked pail, even though his cheeks were flushed.
"Hi kid" Happy said, starting to drive away from Peters elementary school.
"H' Uncle Happy" Peter mumbled back, resting his face against the edge of his car seat.
"You feeling icky kiddo?" Happy asked, a bit concerned for his nephew.
Peters only replay was "mhm", and that got happy to start worrying, he never liked when his nephew was sick, it rarely happened, but when it did happen, it always sucked.
The worst part about Peter being sick today, was that Tony was in a Avengers meeting, well, more like a Rouge Avengers meeting, they were discussing rules about living in the tower again.
Happy got out his phone at the stop light, texting his boss
Forehead of security: Kids sick, beware.
Happy doubted Tony would read it, his phone was in silent mode because of the meeting, but he texted just in case.
When Happy and Peter got to the tower
Peter POV:
Peter felt icky. His nose was puffy with icky stuff, his head hurt, and he felt cold and hot at the same time, he hated it.
The good thing was that he could be with his daddy, daddy always made it better.
"Hello Miny Boss" came the voice of FRIDAY once Peter got into the elevator "Your temperature reads 101.2 degrees, should I tell the boss?" She asked kindly, (how could a A.I sound caring?)
"No thanks FRI, jus' wanna go to daddy" Peter mumbled out through his stuffy nose
FRIDAY response was immediate, the elevator going upward till it hit a floor and the doors opened "boss is in the room towards the left Miny Boss"
"Thanks FRI" Peter walked to the room, quietly pushing the door open, surprisingly only one person noticed he entered.
that person being a woman Peter recognized as Black Widow, though she didn't say anything, so Peter assumed it was okay for him to enter.
Peter walked under the surprisingly tall table, making his way down till he spotted his daddy's shoes, he tugged on Tony's pant leg.
Tony POV:
Tony felt a tug on his leg, he glanced at the Avengers, to see no one was paying attention to him, before he looked under the table to see his son?
His son, Peter looked sick, his cheeks rosy and nose stuffy, looking pretty pail, and he was shivering to.
"Daddy... Petey icky" Peter whispered, making grabby hands up at him.
Tony didn't waste a second, lifting peter into his lap, ignoring the Rogue Avengers who were now looking at him.
"I can see you look icky Baba, can you tell Daddy when you started to feel icky?" Tony asked in a gentle voice.
"Only felt really icky at circle time" Peter mumbled, hugging himself close to his dad.
(Context real quick: Circle time is right before pick up time 👍)
"Ah, okay little metal" tony said, planting a kiss to Peters temple "You don't like to feel icky do you?"
Peter shook his head, cuddling more into Tony "Icky bad daddy"
"Yeah icky is bad" Tony nodded, patting Peters back gently "How about, you stay with Daddy as he finishes his meeting, and then we can go watch your puffin show (puffin rock) hm? How's that sound baba?"
Peter let out a hum, before nodding.
"Soooo...... Wanna tell us who this little guy is?" Clint asked after a long beat of awkward silence.
"Right, Bubs, these are the Rogue Avengers, you remember me telling you about them right?" Tony didn't wait for a answer, because by now, Peter was already half asleep.
"Guys... And lady's, this is my son, Peter. Full name: Peter Benjamin-Anthony Parker-Stark. His nicknames: Little metal, Bambino, baby boss, Miny Boss, cuddle bug, and... Beans" tony said with a smirk, looking back at the Rouge Avengers.
Steve was the first to speak "YOU HAVE A KID!?" His shout caused Peter to startle awake, which made Tony give him a hard glare and the Clint and Sam -the dads- to shush him.
Tony patted Peters back, hushing him and whispering reassurance in Peters ear "It's okay, go back to sleep. Your okay, daddy's okay sh, sh, shhhh."
Peter fell back asleep quickly at his dad's reassurance.
Tony gave Peter a fond look, before glaring at Steve "Yes I have a kid, and be quieter, he's sick, and sleeping" Tony whisper-yelled at Steve, who was looking extremely guilty at this point "...sorry" Steve mumbled.
"How long have you had him?" Natasha asked, who was confused on how she couldn't know a 6 year old was living in the tower when the rouges had only been gone for 2 years.
"I adopted him a year ago, he was from a... Old hookup from well, 6 years ago, and his parents passed about 2 years ago, but his aunt and uncle adopted him before I could even learn he existed, but they were killed in a shooting last year, CPS just dropped him in front of the tower, and he's been my baby ever sense" Tony replied with a fond look to his baby boy
Most of the Rogues cooed -minus Steve who didn't care and Natasha, who was just looking at them with a fond look in her eyes.
"Now, if you will excuse me, I have a baby boy who is feeling icky and would love to watch Puffin rock" Tony said, standing, Peter still in his arms, dead to the world.
Tony left before any of the avengers could get another word out.