This was also requested by Loony_22 lol

A cackle sounded from outside of the room. Tony looked up, extremely confused, because who the hell is standing outside of his lab, just cackling? His question was answered when the door opened. Peter was standing there, a laundry basket of folded clothes in his hands. Tony stared, unamused.

"What are you doing," Peter laughed harder at that.

"Mr. *gasp* Stark, will you *wheeze" will you help with my laundry, cause-cause, you're IRONman," Peter collapsed to the floor in giggles, setting the laundry aside. Tony rolled his eyes and went back to his work.

This kid is killing him.