Marvel 100: Because We Say So! - Peter, Cap/IM; PG
Title: Because We Say So!
Characters/Pairings: Peter “Spider-Boy” Stark-Rogers; Captain America/Iron-Man :)
Words: 300
Challenge: #6, What if…
Author’s Notes: Written for Marvel_100. Lady Northstar had drawn this and after I stopped flailing, I asked her for a permission to write something based on that fanart. She agreed and which prompt is the best for this if not the AU one? I have 2 more drabbles planned for this, hope I'll makeit ^^;
What if… Peter was Steve’s and Tony’s Son?
Because We Say So!
Peter had never been sent to his room before but he was too angry to give it a thought. He had far more important things to think about.
His dads forbade him to see Eddie. Why? They’d always taught him about responsibility, justice and the importance of forgiveness but when it came to Eddie, then no, Eddie was beyond redemption (though he hadn’t done anything wrong! Was it his fault that his dads were the two most notorious villains in New York?) and it was ‘don’t argue with us, we know what’s the best blahblahblah, go to your room.’
Yeah? He was Spider-Boy! He would show them! Let’s see how Great Captain America and Mighty Iron Man would deal with… um… eeeeeee…
Peter sat heavily on his bed and pulled off his mask. There was nothing he could do, except for maybe not speaking to the dads but he liked to talk, so he’d probably forget himself. He considered calling any of his friends (his other friends you know, the ones that weren’t related to Doctor Octopus or Green Goblin) but would any of them understand? Only yesterday Squirrel-Girl had been telling him that she ‘did not approve’ of him seeing Eddie and Bucky called Eddie ‘a freak’. The thought of calling his uncles of aunts was laughable, adults always stack up to one another, they would probably tell him that his dads had done what was the best for him… maybe except for uncle Wade but uncle Wade was insane so that totally didn’t count.
It seemed that there was only one option left. He stood up, turned his computer on and logged in on his MySpace profile.
“Hey there! How was your day? Mine’s been the lousiest EVER!!!!! :`( You will not believe what my dads did today!!!!!!!!11!”
Characters/Pairings: Peter “Spider-Boy” Stark-Rogers; Captain America/Iron-Man :)
Words: 300
Challenge: #6, What if…
Author’s Notes: Written for Marvel_100. Lady Northstar had drawn this and after I stopped flailing, I asked her for a permission to write something based on that fanart. She agreed and which prompt is the best for this if not the AU one? I have 2 more drabbles planned for this, hope I'll makeit ^^;
What if… Peter was Steve’s and Tony’s Son?
Because We Say So!
Peter had never been sent to his room before but he was too angry to give it a thought. He had far more important things to think about.
His dads forbade him to see Eddie. Why? They’d always taught him about responsibility, justice and the importance of forgiveness but when it came to Eddie, then no, Eddie was beyond redemption (though he hadn’t done anything wrong! Was it his fault that his dads were the two most notorious villains in New York?) and it was ‘don’t argue with us, we know what’s the best blahblahblah, go to your room.’
Yeah? He was Spider-Boy! He would show them! Let’s see how Great Captain America and Mighty Iron Man would deal with… um… eeeeeee…
Peter sat heavily on his bed and pulled off his mask. There was nothing he could do, except for maybe not speaking to the dads but he liked to talk, so he’d probably forget himself. He considered calling any of his friends (his other friends you know, the ones that weren’t related to Doctor Octopus or Green Goblin) but would any of them understand? Only yesterday Squirrel-Girl had been telling him that she ‘did not approve’ of him seeing Eddie and Bucky called Eddie ‘a freak’. The thought of calling his uncles of aunts was laughable, adults always stack up to one another, they would probably tell him that his dads had done what was the best for him… maybe except for uncle Wade but uncle Wade was insane so that totally didn’t count.
It seemed that there was only one option left. He stood up, turned his computer on and logged in on his MySpace profile.
“Hey there! How was your day? Mine’s been the lousiest EVER!!!!! :`( You will not believe what my dads did today!!!!!!!!11!”