One shot collection

It's Wednesday my dudes

"Sir, I think you should see this," JARVIS spoke up while his creator was eating breakfast in the cozy penthouse kitchen with his husband.

Tony finished chewing his eggs before responding. Steve hated when he spoke with his mouth full. "What is it, J?"

"There is a video of Spider-Man that has just gone viral."

"What!" Steve gasped, nearly choking on his orange juice. "Is Peter okay?"

Tony looked at Steve, alarmed by the ominous statement. His husband's face was etched in concern, much like his own. Their son was the most precious thing to them in the entire multiverse. If something happened to him... "Was there an attack? Do I need to call Helen or-"

"Peter has not been harmed, nor is he in any danger," the AI informed them. KAREN would have notified him if Peter was injured or if anything abnormal occurred while he patrolled. But, based on their experience, the men couldn't help but jump to the most negative conclusions.

Both Avengers slumped back down into their seats, relief washing over them like waves on a beach. Although Peter was one of the smartest, most powerful heroes they knew, the teen still had a knack for getting into trouble. His uncle Sam called him a klutz while the rest of his family said he was too pure for his own good. Peter just called it Parker Luck.

"Oh, thank goodness." Steve clasped a hand to his chest while the other reached for Tony's. He squeezed the mechanic's hand, subconsciously touching the wedding band on his ring finger. "I'm so glad he's okay," he sighed.

Tony sighed through a smile. "Took the words right out of my mouth, babe." He huffed out a laugh, "I had hoped that adopting him would've lessened some of our worries when he goes out on patrol. But..."

"Apparently not," Steve chuckled quietly, feeling the exact same way. "Play the video, please, JARVIS."

"Of course, Captain."

A holographic screen appeared in front of them from one of the projectors mounted on the ceiling, showing a clear image of their son perched on a rooftop in Queens not far from where he and his aunt used to live. He was looking out across the city skyline, his thin form illuminated by the sun that was just beginning to set. His mask was pulled up over his mouth and nose, and he was bobbing his head to some unknown beat, most likely a song KAREN was playing through the speakers in his mask.

"Who's shooting this video?" Tony leaned forward, his eyes sweeping over the screen. "It better not be stupid paparazzi," he grumbled. Ever since Spider-Man officially joined the Avengers, they just would not leave him alone. And that was over a year ago. It made Peter extra glad that his identity was a secret.

"Calm down, Tony." Steve squeezed his husband's hand and placed a kiss on his knuckles. Something he new Tony liked. "Pete's a tough kid. He knows how to handle himself. Besides, if it were the paparazzi, there would be a lot more noise, and Peter wouldn't be so lax."

Tony, upon hearing the truth of his husband's words, calmed down and looked to FRIDAY, his other functioning AI, for confirmation. "Who or what is filming this?"

"It is a civilian drone," the AI replied. "This video was taken approximately five minutes ago and promptly uploaded to YouTube via a desktop computer." She paused, "Would you like the location?"

"No, thanks, FRI. Why was the video posted to begin with? I know the kids popular and all, but not much is happening and-" The billionaire was cut off by one of the most beautiful voices he had ever heard. He didn't know the name of the song or even if he'd ever heard it before. But that voice... it's was so captivating. And it belonged to Peter, his kid.

Both men sat there, slack-jawed as their son poured his heart out into the lyrics of this unknown melody. The way his voice drifted from word to word, hitting each note perfectly, conveying so much emotion. It was truly beautiful.

I've been reading books of old

The legends and the myths

Achilles and his gold

Hercules and his gifts

Spiderman's control

And Batman with his fists

And clearly, I don't see myself upon that list

It was obvious that Peter didn't know he had been recorded; his spider-sense discerning the drone as non-threatening. The kid was so shy and hated being the center of attention. What would he think when he saw this video? A video that already had over a million views and likes, both of which were steadily climbing.

She said, "Where'd you wanna go?

How much you wanna risk?

I'm not looking for somebody

With some superhuman gifts

Some superhero

Some fairytale bliss

Just something I can turn to

Somebody I can miss

I want something just like this

I want something just like this"

As they listened, Tony scrolled through some of the comments, not at all surprised to see only positive ones. He couldn't help but smile as he read them.

"Absolutely stunning!" One comment read.

"That skinny dude got one hell of a voice. Holy cow." Read another

Both dads smiled wider at the next one. "Great hero and a great singer. You're the best, Spider-Man."

"It's Wednesday, my dudes!"

The heroes didn't understand that particular comment but figured they could just ask Peter, the edgy gen-z kid that he was, when he got home. Because there was no way they wouldn't show him. Tony was already texting Natasha who would quickly spread the word to the rest of the team.

Just something I can turn to

Somebody, I can kiss

I want something just like this"

Oh, I want something just like this

Oh, I want something just like this

Oh, I want something just like this  

Once the divine melody drew to a close, Peter took a deep breath and closed his eyes. He sat quietly for a few moments until the sound of sirens off in the distance jolted him into action. He pulled his mask back down, and with a single thwip, he was gone.

"How didn't we know?" the super-soldier mumbled, feeling slightly ashamed. How hadn't he figured out that his son was such a talented singer? He was an Avenger and prided himself on being observant. Peter must have been better at keeping secrets than he thought.

All Tony could do was shake his head and smile, pride welling up in his chest.