Irondad Oneshots

Remember me (Part 6)

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Peter emerged from his room around lunch time, eyes half closed, and hair sticking everywhere.

He shuffled into the common room drowsily, rubbing his eyes with the oversized sleeves of the hoodie he'd stolen from Tony.

Sam, Wanda, and Bruce were in the room, the others being on a mission.

Then Peter saw someone else.

A dark haired man, reclining on the couch, reading. His green eyes flickered to the teenager, and he sat up. "I assume you're Peter?"

Peter shrugged awkwardly.

"Ah." The other studied him carefully, then touched the seat beside him. "Sit."

Peter sat slowly, not taking his eyes off the man. "Who are you?"

"I am Loki of Asgard. My brother told me about you."

Peter rubbed his hands together. "Can you- can you bring my memories back?"

Loki pursed his lips. "It shouldn't be too hard."

His hand touched Peter's head, and green filled his vision.

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"Underoos!"

"Nice job kid."

"Hey Mr Stark? Is it okay if I stay here tonight?"

"Who is the hero behind the mask?"

Faces.

"Join me, and together we can build my new Lego death star."

"Hey Loser."

"Kid? Hang on. Stay awake."

"I'm so sorry kid. I wish you didn't have to go through this."

"Are you- are you my dad?"

"It's complicated, but... you could say that, yeah."

"Dad, please! I don't wanna go!"

"Peter!"

Pain, so much pain.

Remember.

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Peter opened his eyes to a loud noise, an alarm.

"Sam, Wanda, we need backup now! He's got fire, and it's getting nasty!"

Tony's voice echoed through the room, and the heroes shot up, including Peter.

Gotta get my suit. Then it dawned on him.

Suit?

His memories. They were back.

Peter turned to Loki. "I have to go. Thank you so much."

The god smirked, pleased by his handiwork. "Of course, son of Stark."

Peter didn't bother correcting him.

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The fight was going badly.

A whirling firestorm was filling the area, with a person in the middle, controlling it.

Tony was trying to get close enough to stop it, but was kept at bay by the heat.

Steve was trying to get close using his shield, but even that wasn't working.

Natasha and Clint weren't superpowered, or suited, and so couldn't get anywhere near it.