Peter Parker oneshots :)

Happy Birthday

Peter yawned, sitting up in his bed, blankets entangled around his legs, looking around the room groggily. 

His spider senses were going off, and he had no idea why, looking around the room with furrowed eyebrows, wiping a little drool off his mouth with his hand. 

His question was quickly answered as the vents suddenly opened and out fell Clint, hitting the ground with an 'oof'. Seconds later, Natasha came out, landing on top of him in a perfect superhero pose. 

"Happy Birthday Peter," Natasha said kindly, stepping off Clint, who was groaning in pain. 

Peter grinned. "Thanks Auntie Tasha." He looked down at where Clint was still groaning. "Is he okay?" 

"Eh, he's had worse. Put a shirt on, the others are waiting." 

Peter glanced down, realising he hadn't worn a shirt to bed, and blushed slightly, catching the t-shirt that Natasha threw at him. He pulled it over his head, glancing at the time on his alarm clock- seven thirty eight. 

Clint still hadn't moved from the the ground as Natasha lead Peter out of his room, leaving Clint there. 

"Traitors!" Clint called out to their retreating backs, still not getting up. 

"You know it Barton!" Natasha replied cheekily, arm around Peter's shoulders to stop the guilty boy from turning around. 

"Happy birthday Peter!" Tony, Steve, Wanda, Vision, Pepper, Bucky, Sam, Thor, Bruce, and Rhodey said simultaneously as Peter entered the room, some wearing party hats and some holding party poppers, which they showered Peter with. 

"Thank you?" Peter said, not quite sure what to say. Tony chuckled, ruffling his hair. 

"We made pancakes!" Wanda said excitedly, pointing towards the massive plate of pancakes at the table, with hundreds upon hundreds of pancakes and various toppings ranging from sprinkles, chocolate sauce, ice cream, fruit and whipped cream. 

Steve led Peter to the table, where they all sat down, making sure Peter had what he wanted before they dug in themselves. 

It was a delicious meal, and Peter was almost sure that Vision had nothing to do with it- he was notorious for ruining meals, he just wasn't good at cooking. 

Not that he told him that of course- he always reassured the man that he loved his meals, when he was internally trying not to gag. 

After breakfast, Peter was sat down on the couch while everyone pulled out their presents. 

It was overwhelming to see how much everyone had gotten him. 

Pepper had bought him a suit, one very similar to Tony's. 

Rhodey had bought him a dog tag necklace and a bunch of lollies. 

Steve had given him a frame with a charcoal sketch of Peter, him and Bucky, similar to a selfie that Peter had once taken with them. 

Tony bought him a car- like an actual car, that he could drive once he got lessons- and a new Spider-Man suit, which Peter thought was awesome. 

Wanda gave him a couple of science books. 

Vision gave him a box of brownies ("gee, thanks Vis, I can't wait to eat these."). 

Thor gave him an asguardian sword, like actual sword, that was sharp and everything, which Peter thought was awesome. 

Bruce gave him a science kit, fit with everything he might ever need- safety glasses to lab coat.