One shot collection

Grim pt four

I love the idea of Peter getting temporarily turned into a toddler and Tony needing to take care of him. So I wrote a little story of my own. I needed a break from the stresses of college so I tried to write something cute. Hope you guys like it. (I purposely spelled some words wrong when Peter talks because he can't pronounce his r's correctly.)
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Tony was so bored. So completely and utterly bored. It was Friday morning, and he was stuck in an office. He'd rather be anywhere else but in some drab meeting with a possible investor for Stark Industries. He didn't even need investors; he was a billionaire twenty times over. But Pepper thought it would be a good idea to involve some of the smaller, more local businesses of New York. She was right, of course. But Tony would never admit it.

Still, that didn't stop him from sighing every other minute or keep him from drifting off into his own thoughts as the small business owner droned on and on about how his company was better than any other. How he made the Bronx a better place and that customers were always happy with his products.

Tony inwardly scuffed, he may have had quite a massive ego himself, but this guy was really pushing it.

Once the meeting was finally over, Tony bid his client farewell with a promise to think over his proposal. Instead, he dropped the file off on Pepper's desk. She was better at paperwork and all that business stuff. Better for her to decide.

He took the Avengers' private elevator down to the hero's private garage, located at the back of Stark Tower. The team was residing at the Compound for the summer, and he was more than eager to return home to his little spiderling.

"Hello, boss." FRIDAY greeted her creator as he stepped into the heavily fortified Compound. "Should I inform Peter of your arrival?"

"No," he tossed his suit jacket on a nearby couch, petting Grim when the large dog greeted him, "did Pete finish his classes for the day?"

"Yes. Peter has finished every assignment for his biochemistry class as well as his advanced engineering courses." She sounded too proud to be an AI. "He finished at approximately 8:30 a.m and has even worked out a few kinks in your latest project."

"Did he need any help? He's taking Junior and senior-level classes at MIT, that's pretty tough."

"He isn't even a junior in high school, yet he has almost completed his entire schooling at one of the most highly regarded colleges in the world." Her sass was easily detectable, and Tony couldn't help but roll his eyes. "I would say he is doing just fine."

"Okay, okay, down, girl." The billionaire couldn't help but chuckle as he made his way into the kitchen. With Peter's metabolism, it was always a good place to start. "That kid has got everyone wrapped around his little finger. Even you and KAREN." He looked up at the ceiling despite knowing FRIDAY didn't have a physical form.

"I can not contradict that statement."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. Now, how about- what the hell!" He stopped in the kitchen doorway, unsure as to what he was seeing.

Peter was sitting on the ceiling; that was nothing new. He had a peanut butter sandwich in his hand and, judging by the empty tub of peanut butter and bread bag on the counter, it was his tenth sandwich, which was also nothing new. The fact that he was miniaturized, probably two heads shorter and ten years younger than he was last night... that was definitely new.

"Hi, daddy!" The toddler version of Peter greeted, his smile just as beautiful and adorable as before.

Bruce waved nervously from his seat at the large granite island. Thor and Loki stood off to the side, heads bowed in shame.