Title: Teenage Troubles
Tony sat in his lab, tinkering with a new suit design, when he heard the familiar sound of web shooters from the other room. He sighed and set down his tools, knowing exactly who it was.
"Peter, what did I tell you about web-slinging in the house?" Tony called out as he walked into the living room.
Peter landed on the couch, grinning sheepishly. "Sorry, Dad. I just wanted to show off some new moves I've been working on."
Tony shook his head, trying to hide his amusement. "You know you're not supposed to use your powers indoors. You could break something."
"I promise I'll be more careful next time," Peter said, hopping off the couch. "Hey, can I ask you something?"
Tony raised an eyebrow. "What's on your mind, kiddo?"
Peter hesitated for a moment before blurting out, "Can I go on a solo mission with the Avengers? I know I'm still young, but I've been training really hard, and I think I'm ready."
Tony sighed, running a hand through his hair. "Peter, you know I want to keep you safe. You're still just a kid, and going on a solo mission is a big responsibility."
"But I can handle it, Dad," Peter insisted. "I've been fighting bad guys for years now, and I've proven myself plenty of times."
"I know you're capable, but it's not just about that," Tony said, his tone firm. "It's about the risks involved. I can't bear the thought of something happening to you."
Peter looked down, feeling a pang of guilt. "I didn't mean to worry you, Dad. I just want to help out and be a real Avenger."
Tony softened, placing a hand on Peter's shoulder. "I know, kiddo. And I'm proud of you for wanting to make a difference. But you have to trust me when I say that you're not ready for solo missions just yet. We'll work on it together, okay?"
Peter nodded, a small smile tugging at his lips. "Okay, Dad. Thanks for always looking out for me."
Tony ruffled Peter's hair, chuckling. "You almost gave me gray hair, you know that?"
Peter grinned, giving his dad a quick hug. "Sorry about that. I'll try to be less of a troublemaker from now on."
Tony laughed, shaking his head. "I doubt that, but I appreciate the sentiment. Now, how about we go grab some shawarma and talk about your training plan?"
As they walked out of the living room, Peter couldn't help but feel grateful for his dad's guidance and support. He may not be going on solo missions just yet, but he knew that with Tony by his side, he could take on anything that came his way.
