This is a request by Chloe_bear13 which I have finally completed. I'm really sorry to all those who have recently requested me to write things (I'm trying to get them down as quick as I can but I keep loosing track of time), but I assure you that I will finish them eventually!

Also, Fand0msUnite has created this beautiful cover for my one-shot book! I'm going to continue using the cover I've got but I wanted to show you all the beautiful-ness of it!

Ships: IronStrange, BlackPepper, and mentions of Drarry shipping

Warnings: Swearing

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Stephen Stark-Strange turned to look at his husband with a heated glare, holding back a snarl. "Why the fuck has our son taken enough medication to become high?"

"Well," Tony answered, shakily smiling, "I may or may not have accidentally crushed every bone in his right arm when I dropped a microwave on it?"

"I'm okay!" Peter mumbled out, raising his good arm into the air and giving the occupants of the room a thumbs up. He was laying on his stomach with his head shoved into the carpeted lounge room floor, completely unsure of how he got there.

"What have I told you about dropping microwaves on our son?!" Stephen screeched, japing his pointer finger into Tony's chest.

Clint spoke up from his place on the couch, when he got there nobody knows. "So... when are the meds going to wear off?"

"Approximately 8 hours." Bruce answered, also sitting on the couch.

"Tony," Steve said, voice heavy in disappointment, "can you please go one day without killing or injuring someone?"

Pepper rolled her eyes, looking up from her phone. "I think you're asking the impossible there, Steven."

Peter, from his place on the floor, grumbled in a mixture of anger and confusion. "How man people are on the couch?!"

"All of us." Steve, Bucky, Loki, Thor, Bruce, Pepper, Clint, and Natasha answered in sync.

It was a very big couch.

The brunette teen groaned in annoyance and embarrassment, amusing everyone but his parents.

Stephen and Tony were just as confused as Peter was. They had truly thought it was just the two of them plus Peter present in the room.

The two billionaires sighed, walking over to help up their son and guide him to the couch before also taking a seat.

"Could someone please tell me why we are watching the black and white squiggly lines again?" Thor asked, squinting at the tv.

"Because someone," Loki said, glaring at his brother, "Lost the tv remote!"

Before Thor could try and argue, Peter turned to the person at his right, who so happened to be Clint. "Cliiiinnnntttt! Why does Aunty Nat wear makeup?"

"I don't know," Hawkeye scowled, knowing that if he said the wrong thing then Pepper would kill him, "It's because she likes to feel beautiful, I guess."

From the angry look on Pepper's face it was obvious that that was the wrong thing to say.

"But she is beautiful!" Peter frowned while wrinkling his nose at Clint's answer. Nat, Pepper, Bruce, Tony, and Stephen awed over the teens words while the rest of the present people just smiled.

"Hey, wait!" The brunette teen cried out in confusion, turning towards Clint again. "Why don't you wear makeup, then?"

Clint huffed as the others, except for a genuinely confused Peter, burst out laughing, taking pleasure in Hawkeye's humiliation.

"Let's just watch a movie already!" Clint pouted, grabbing the remote control out of his back pocket and turning on the tv.

"So, thou has the remotes of the controls and is blaming thy for it? How dare thou relish in thou's act of treason?!" Thor shouted, picking his hammer off of the floor and aiming it at the bird themed hero.

Clint squeaked, grabbing a couch cushion to use as a shield, much to Peter's amusement.

Bucky, ignoring the drama between Thor and Clint, turned towards Natasha and Pepper with pleading eyes. "Can we please watch Harry Potter?"

It was an unspoken rule that Natasha and Pepper, the power couple of the century, were always in charge of the tv when the group was watching a movie. This stopped both physical fights and verbal arguments between the group of superheroes.

Natasha looked at her girlfriend who shrugged indifferently, not caring what they watched. "As long as we're watching The Goblet Of Fire, I'm all for a bit of Dumbledore bashing."

Yeah, Black Widow did NOT like Albus Dumbledore. Something about him made her feel both anger and hateful, emotions that were then taken out on Clint whenever they trained together.

"Great!" Steve said, standing up, "let's all go grab snacks, blankets and pillows so that we don't need to pause the movie."

And that's what they did.

Once everyone but Spider-Man had returned to the lounge room, which was now full of Nemo plushies and Pop Tarts, Peter, on the verge of tears, walked in. "I-i think our microwave is b-broken!"

Tony looked up, not really believing that the microwave was broken as he had just used it. "Really, kid? What happened?"

"I put my food in it and pressed the 'pizza' button, but when it was done and I opened the door, there was still chocolate! It was just really melted." Peter sobbed out.

"I-I don't even know what to say to that." Tony mumbled, the other Avengers looking just as confused.

"It's alright Peter, just sit down. I'll get you some pizza poppers and some more chocolate." Stephen cooed, jumping up to get his son some food.

Peter nodded, sitting back down at his original spot, and soon the movie was playing.

Every now and again someone paused the tv to rant about a specific character, usually the list consisted of Dumbledore, Ginny Weasley, Ronald Weasley, Moody, Severus Snape, and Draco Malfoy.

The brunette teenager frowned as he stared at Draco's paused face, his mind running a million miles an hour. Loki had paused the movie to complain about how Harry should've ended up with Draco instead of Ginny.

This rant was only interrupted when Peter decided to voice his thoughts.

"I always wondered why Draco bleached his hair... Like did Lucius have to hold him down as a baby while Narcissa poured bleach over his head? Do you think Snapie was there? What about Voldemort?" Peter asked pronouncing Voldemort as Voldy-mort.

Everybody turned to look at him, the silence of the room almost deafening. Nobody answered, all of them just sitting there contemplating his question.

The brunette teen's eyes widened to the size of small dinner plates as the second task began. He, like a lot of species of spider, did not like water.

"Holy moly motherfucking asshole-ic bears!" Peter shrieked as he stared at the mer-people. (A.N merple, meple... mereple maybe? Idk)

Apparently he also didn't like mer-people.

By the end of the movie Peter was so tired (and high of medications) that he started to get delusional.

"I am your sleep paralysis demon, bitches!" Spider-Man cried, throwing a pillow at his father's, Tony's, head. "Bow down to me!"

If that wasn't enough, he got really pissed off at Steve for no apparent reason.

He started off by glaring at Steve, voice going at least ten octaves higher when he started screaming at him. "I don't even know why you're here anymore! All you do is eat my soul and break my fingernails!"

"What the absolute fuck is going on?!" Bucky cried, throwing his arms up in the air and rolling off of the couch. "I'm going to fucking bed, deal with your sleep paralysis demon before I yeet him out a window."

And with that Bucky stormed off, leaving the rest of the Avengers with Tony and Stephen, who immediately tried to get Peter off the couch and towards his bedroom.

"But I don't wanna slllleeeeeep!" Spider-Man cried, pouring and trying to give his parents puppy dog eyes. That usually would've worked but Peter ended up just looking like a drugged up pug.

Tony shook his head and Stephen crosses his arms, both pointing towards the hallway where Peter's bedroom was.

Peter sighed and started walking towards his bedroom. Tony and Stephen both smiled (most likely thinking that they were the most incredible parents in the world) but frowned when Peter stopped just in front of the hallway entrance.

Without really thinking about it Peter yeeted himself out of the window, webbed himself down to the ground safely, then started running down the street while screaming. "Save me from the rainbow bitchachos chasing me, Daddy Satan!"