This chapter is really short and has less than 600 words because I'm very lazy and my last two chapter had like 4,000 words combined.

Warnings ⚠️: One swear word. That's it.

Ships: Superfamily

Summary: Peter is worthy.
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It was 3:30 in the afternoon and the Avengers, except for Thor, were trying to open the fridge.

Now you might be asking 'couldn't they just pull the door open?' Well no, no they couldn't.

Thor has placed Mijonor (who knows how that is spelt) on the floor in front of the fridge, making it impossible for the not worthy Avengers to open it.

Tony and Bruce wanted to milk for their coffee while Clint and Bucky wanted some for their cereal and Loki wanted milk for his tea. Nat wanted the butter to make a sandwich and Steve needed the cheese to make Peter's afternoon tea.

He wasn't known as a mother hen for nothing.

Peter, who had just been dropped off by Happy, walked into the kitchen. His stomach grumbled loudly because he had left him lunch at home and forgotten breakfast.

So focused on his hunger he hadn't realised that he had pushed the Avengers away and literally kicked Thor's hammer away from the fridge.

He stuck his hands into the fridge and pulled out his lunch sandwich, the one he had forgotten, and took a bite. A dopey grin lit up the brunettes face as he ate, ignoring the shocked stares.

A few seconds later he had finished his sandwich and Thor had ran up to him.

"I have claimed the child of Stark as my own" Thor said, picking up Peter and cradling him in his arms "I must take him back to Asgard. Immediately."

"No! He's my kid!" Tony shrieked while looking like an angry kitten throwing a tantrum.

The other Avengers didn't take sides with the two, instead chose to watch the drama.

Natasha and Bucky clutched two large buckets of popcorn, stuffing handfuls in their faces. Clint was wearing a bright grin and bouncing like a small child while Steve was trying to hold on his laughter. Bruce took a long sip of his coffee and watched with an unamused frown. He was completely done with their shit.

Thor placed Peter on the ground as Tony started getting in his face.

"How DARE you try and take my kid! Huh?! Huh?!" Tony shrieked, wiggling his finger in front of Thor's eyes sassily.

While the Avengers watched the mechanic and the Lightning Guy fight, Loki shrunk Peter down to the size of a 6 year old and picked him up, walking away with him.

"You are mine now, Peter Lokison!" Loki cried with a large smile, cuddling the 16 year old teenage boy that did not look amused.

"I look like a six year old!" Peter yelled trying to get away from his new father.

"Don't worry my son, I will un-shrink you when we get to our new home." Loki said carrying the brunette through the hallways.

They had only gotten a few steps when they heard the Avengers screaming Loki's name.

Realising his plan on keeping Peter had failed, he pouted like a two year old and un-shrunk the child genius.

Peter looked at the distraught god of Mischief and said "Okay you can be one of my dads but you have to teach me magic!"

"Deal!" Loki said, his tears now gone.

That was how Peter became Peter Parker-Stark-Rogers-Lokison and how the Avenger discovered he was worthy.