Peter Parker oneshots :)

Baby Peter

A/N Requested by Barbemeli + just_michaela123

Peter was hungry. Well, he was always hungry, with his fast metabolism and all, but today he was extra hungry. 

Why was this? Honestly, Peter didn't know, but perhaps it had something to do with the fact he had just ran all the way from school, had skipped breakfast, forgot his lunch and had a fitness test in sport class that day. 

Shrugging it off, Peter raided the fridge, biting into an apple and holding a plate of leftovers in his other hand. He slipped himself onto the counter and swung his legs, munching happily on his food as he awaited his family to arrive home from either work or the lab. 

Natasha, Sam and Clint were training new agents in shield that day, and he assumed Bucky and Steve were probably out on a hike or trying out things that didn't exist back in the day. 

Tony and Bruce were probably in the lab, and Wanda and Vision has mentioned going out for ice cream earlier that morning. Thor was back in Asgard, but if he remembered correctly, he would be back today. 

The thought brought a smile to Peter's face, throwing the apple core into the bin nearby, grinning wider when it turned out to be a perfect shot. 

Peter slid off the counter, glancing around for a cup of water, his throat dry with thirst. 

He immediately spotted a cup of clear liquid which he assumed was water, and decided that nobody would miss it. 

He swallowed it all at once and gagged at the taste; what horrible water. In fact, it tasted nothing like water- it was thicker, with a bitter taste and the aftertaste was like drinking orange juice after you've brushed your teeth. 

He began to worry that he'd just drank someone's pee- but someone who had drank a lot of water or something- when he began to shrink. 

"Hey Peter Friday said you were home, have you seen where I put my lab experime- where are you?" Tony cut himself off, glancing around the very empty looking kitchen, where there was a half eaten plate of leftover pizza, along with an empty cup on the counter. 

Peter's bag was by the door, right in the way like always, but Peter himself was nowhere to be seen. 

Frowning, Tony's eyes went to the ceiling, where Peter normally hid in order to scare them. However, the young spider was not there. 

"Friday where's Peter?"

"Peter is in the kitchen sir." 

Was Friday malfunctioning? Tony thought. "No he isn't," he told her. 

"I'd advise you look behind the counter sir." 

Tony walked around the kitchen island counter and his heart flipped at the sight- there was a small, six month old looking baby, laying on the ground surrounded by... Peter's clothes? 

"Peter come out this isn't funny, where'd you get the baby from?" He called out, looking around. 

There was no answer, his voice echoing around the empty room. 

"Friday where is Peter?" 

"He is right in front of you sir." 

"No he isn't, Peter's fifteen." 

"Playing footage of: five minutes ago." Friday projected the security footage of only five minutes ago, showing Peter bound into the room like an overexcited puppy, dumping his bag on the floor by the door and running over to the fridge. 

He pulled out an apple and a plate of leftover pizza, munching on his food and sitting on the counter despite the amount of times Tony had told him not to (tables are for eating off not sitting on) then threw his apple core into the bin.