Scream... Thump!

That is what greeted Tony to the land of the living. He sat up quickly, that sounded like Peter's scream.

Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump!

Who the hell was running down his hall?? Before he could get up, his door swung open to a very winded Peter, with a bleeding lip.

"FRESHAVACADO!" He screamed before running away again. Tony groaned and looked at the clock. 6 AM??

Clatter! Laughter.

Tony sighed and walked out if his room. He walked down where Peter ran. He was about to round the corner, when he saw a spot on the wall, with blood on it. He rolled his eyes before walking to the kitchen, where the noise was coming from. He saw a very stressed Bucky watching Peter as he climbed the fridge.

"What, is happening?" Tony asked, amused.

"I gave him coffee," Bucky responded and rubbed his forehead.

"CONCURRED!" Peter yelled as he stood on the fridge. Tony rolled his eyes. New rule in the Tower,

No one give coffee to Peter.

Peter gasped when he saw Tony. He jumped off the fridge and landed in a crouched position.

"Mr. Stark! Did you see the blood on the wall??" Peter questioned quickly. Tony nodded. Peter giggled loudly.

"That was my fault ahahahahaha, I was sliding down the hall in my socks and ran into the wall!" Peter grinned and pointed to his busted lip. Tony sighed and ruffled the kid's hair. He went for the rest of the coffee. He took his big cup to the island and sat on the stool, watching Peter burn his energy. Suddenly, the kid was standing on the back of the couch. Tony was about to yell at him to be careful when it started.

Dun dundundundundu doo doo doo doo

"HOW DOES A BASTARD ORPHAN, SOB OF A WHORE AND A SCOTTSMAN..." Tony choked on his coffee as he watched the kid belt out the lyrics for Hamilton. Peter jerked backwards and tumbled off the back, onto the cushions, then on the ground.

"Pete? You okay?" Tony asked his so not son. Peter groaned in response. Tony rolled his eyes before before turning back to his coffee. The song from Hamilton changing to 'Aaron Burr, sir'.

"Mr. Stark?" He heard Peter call. He turned and saw the kid sitting properly on the couch.

"I think I'm having a sugar crash," he mumbled and laid down. Tony grinned and abandoned his coffee. He somehow got Peter to his room and went to leave the kid for a nap.

"Mr. Stark? Are you good a cuddles?" Peter mumbled in his half asleep state.

"Yeah, I am," Tony responded, earning a teens arms to shoot towards him. Peter was pulling his puppy eye. Tony softly smiled and joined Peter in the nap.

And if any if the Avengers saw them (they totally did, and they totally had pictures) they didn't say anything.