Prompt: Christmas Carpool Karaoke with Peter Parker

You and Peter were sitting at the dining table studying for your midterm exam.

"Hey, kid. Your Aunt May wants you home before the snow gets heavier." Your dad, Tony Stark, says to Peter as he walks into the room.

Peter nodded, "Oh- alright. Lemme just get my things." The boy collects all of his papers and pens before scooping them into his schoolbag.

You grab his wrist, "Wait I still need you to help me go over the flash cards."

Your dad interrupts, "You two can go over them in the car. C'mon, we have to get going."

The two of you followed your dad into the large garage of the avengers compound. He reached into his pocket before a sleek black Cadillac flashed it's lights.

Tony got in the driver's seat and you got in the back with Peter so you could go over the cards easier.

Your dad looked back to make sure the two of you were properly buckled before backing out of the lot and driving away from the compound.

Peter and you got done with the flash cards fairly quick. "Are we there yet?" Peter asked. He knew that the drive to Aunt May's was long, but this seemed to go a bit over their normal commute.

"Not even close. It seems everyone had the same idea about getting where they need to be before the storm so we may have a long drive ahead of us." Tony sighed.

You slumped down in your seat, contemplating going over the cards again.

Peter, ever the overachiever, didn't even think twice before picking them up and starting to quiz you again.

Reluctantly, you studied some more. It felt like you'd been in the car for hours and yet you guys had barely moved a few feet from before.

Peter suggested a game of eye spy which he totally crushed you in. Refusing to accept the loss, you blamed it on his enhanced spider-vision.

"That's not really how it works." He said matter-of-factly.

The two of you started playing a new game, one you were sure you'd win.

One of you would give the other a word, any word that popped into your head, and the other person would have to sing the lyrics of a song with that word in it.

Peter looked out of the window as he thought, "Clouds."

"Yeah, we're looking down on the clouds!! And we go, and we go, and we go, and we don't stop," you sang with passion.

Peter laughed at you, "Okay okay. My turn."

You thought for a while..."Alright, I've got one. Care."

"It feels like you don't care! Why don't you recognize I'm so rare!" Peter sang.

He actually had a really good singing voice, much to your surprise.

Peter stopped singing and pointed at you, "Bell."

"Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell rock!" You sang as you danced in your seat.

Peter joined in, "Jingle bells swing and jingle bells ring!"

At this point you were in sync, "Snowin' and blowin' up bushels of fun. Now the jingle hop has begun!"

You sang the entire song before deciding to go on a whole Christmas carol marathon.

"Later on, we'll conspire."
"As we dream, by the fire."
"To face unafraid."
"The plans that we've made."
"Walking in a winter wonderland!"

Four songs later and Tony was already starting to get a headache.

"Last Christmas, I gave you my heart!"
"But the very next day, you gave it away."
"This year, to save me from tears."
"I'll give it to someone special!"

You and Peter were clapping to the beat inside your heads and singing at the top of your lungs.

"ROCKIN' AROUND THE CHRISTMAS TREE!"
"AT THE CHRISTMAS PARTY HOP."
"MISTLETOE HUNG WHERE YOU CAN SEE."
"EVERY COUPLE TRIES TO STOP!"

Tony was this 🤏 close to leaving you both on the side of the road.

"IT'S BEGINNING TO LOOK A LOT LIKE CHRISTMAS!"
"EVERYWHERE YOU GOOOO."
"TAKE A LOOK AT THE FIVE AND TEN!"
"IT'S GLISTENING ONCE AGAIN."
"WITH CANDY CANES AND SILVER LANES AGLOOOOW!"

He'd had enough, "Alright, the next person to sing another song about strategically placed mistletoe, creepy magic snowmen, peppermint candy of any kind, or large jolly men who categorize you is getting locked in the trunk."

You and Peter just stared at the man through his overhead mirror.

"Fine Mr. Stark. Two can play that game," Peter said confidently.

You looked over in his direction, eager to see where he was going with this.

"We'll stop singing on one condition."

"For fucks sake, whatever it takes to get you to shut up." Tony said clutching the steering wheel as if it was his last shred of sanity.

Peter smirked, "whatever it takes?"

"Kid, stop trying to be ominous and just get to the point." Tony said bluntly.

"You have to sing the classic of Christmas classics. The Lorelei Gilmore to the Rory Gilmore of Christmas carols. The-"

Tony rolled his eyes, "Peter."

"Okay! Alright. Sing All I Want For Christmas Is You." Peter tested.

"Not going to happen." Your dad replied.

"Oh c'mon dad!" You pleaded as you secretly reached for your phone to start recording.

He sighed.

"All I want for Christmas is you," your dad sang in monotone.

"You have to sing the whole thing!" Peter said as he tried to hold back his laughter.

"Or," Tony plastered on an exaggerated fake smile, "I can return everything I bought you both for Christmas and make you clean Speedy Maximoff's room."

You shuddered in disgust.

Peter shrugged, "I'll take my chances."

"Peter, no. I swear I once saw a rat crocodile hybrid crawl out of his closet." You said as you recalled the traumatic memory.

Peter's eyes widened and suddenly the rest of the ride was perfectly silent, resulting in an unusually happy Tony.