Definitely not the plot of an episode of Glee.

—Peter has a brother much older than him (don't think about the timeline much) named Luke—

Peter was lying on the couch, waiting for Tony to finish the equation he was working on. He was texting his Meme Squad about perhaps making a Vine 2.9 this weekend when his phone started ringing.

"Peter, your brothers calling." Friday told him. Peter sighed and declined the call and continued typing.

"Thanks Fri. Uh, could you tell him not to call me again." He said.

Tony looked at him, snatching the screwdriver from his mouth. "What's this I hear of a brother?"

"Great observational skills, Dad." Peter snorts. "We don't talk so it's not important."

"Uh, yeah it is. He's got to be older than you if he wasn't with May and Ben like you were. Why were you with them if he was old enough to be on his own."

"Because Hollywood stars don't need to take care of their waste of space brothers." Peter muttered. "He's was 19 when our parents died. He was browsing apartments in LA when May and I called to tell him. She asked if maybe he could come be with me because of the whole thing and he said he didn't have time for me. A long or so later I had a nightmare and called him on Mays phone. He told me that I wasn't worth his time because I wasn't famous like him and that I was a waste of oxygen. He's been calling me recently. I think he actually remembered I exist! Shocking."

Tony put his screwdriver down. "Pete, you should meet up with him. At the very least so I can beat him up."

"Yeah, you wouldn't do that to him. You guys are talking about him a lot. Have you seen Luke Parker's new move? He's so attractive and talented and this and that and blah blah blah. You wouldn't want to punch him in his perfect teeth like you would Steve."

"Wait, your brother is LUKE PARKER?!" Peter winced.

"Uh, kinda?"

—

Peter was sitting on his bed reading when his phone rung. He groaned and bookmarked his page. Picking up the whine, he saw 𝓑𝓡𝓞 written across. Peter glanced at the door, thinking of what Tony said. He tentatively pushed the answer button and brought the phone to his ear. "Peter Stark, what's up?"

He heard a breath of relief. "Petey! You actually answered this time. Wait, Stark?"

Peter bit back a retort. "Who is this?" He said, trying not to get angry.

"Uh, Luke?"

"Luke? Wow, I haven't heard your voice in a while. Well actually I have, my dad loves your movies. You know what I mean."

"Your what?"

"Oh, I guess you wouldn't know. I got adopted!"

"What about May and Ben? Is that why you said Stark?"

Peter bit the inside of his cheek. "Yeah, uh, Ben died like three years ago, and May was like three months ago. My boss, Tony Stark, I was his personal intern, said I was already like a son to me and took me in."

"Wait really? I had no idea. I'm so sorry, Petey."

Peter grimaced. "What are you calling for?"

"Well, I'm in New York in a few weeks. I would love to see you! It's been so long."

"Yeah. I was 5. You told me mom and dad we weren't worth your time an hopped on a flight to LA."

Luke cringed on the other side of the phone. "Uh, I don't really remember. But I can make an appointment for Dinner?"

"Sure. Table for 4 under Parker? I'll bring my mom an dad. They'll love to meet you. They are also quite techy so you'll have to deal with a lot of techno jargon. You know. Well actually I guess you wouldn't. I'm a senior at Midtown School of Science and Technology."

"Wow. Cool. Uh, I'll text you the details and see you then."

"Great."

—

Peter was fidgeting in the car as the drove to the restaurant. Tony and Pepper were talking in the front seat as they parked. Peters fingers kept twitching to swing away but he couldn't. This was his brother after all.

He got to the table and said "hi, Parker table for for 4?"

The man nodded and took them to a table at the back that Luke was already sitting at. His eyes widened when he saw Tony and Pepper.

"Hey, Petey. Hello, Mr. and Mrs. Stark. It's really cool that you adopted Petey. I didn't even know May and Ben passed."

Tony smiled. "Well I liked him too much for some agency to ship him to New Orleans.

Peter chuckled. "Uh, yeah. Mom, Dad, this is my brother, Luke. Luke, this is my parents."

They shook hands and we sat down. "So how long you in New York for?" Peter asked, very much wanting to keep the conversation on Luke. This didn't seem to bother anyone, as Luke loved the spotlight.

"Two weeks. I'm negotiating a record contract. Did you know I'm releasing an album? I've decided to start and broaden my horizons. Petey, you should be on it! We used to love singing together."

Peter reddened. His singing was something he had always kept to himself. Not even Wade knew. "Oh, uh.. I guess I don't remember. My vocal chords haven't exactly aged well. I sound like a strangled cat. I doubt you want me on your album."

"Well, I don't mind. Even if you sound bad, we could auto tune it."

Tony was looking at him in a way that made Peter kind of uncomfortable so he just looked down. "Uh, sure. I guess."

"Great! Maybe I can fly you out to L.A. and you can come into the studio with me!"

Peter sighed. This was going to be a long night.

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Three weeks later, Peter and Tony were sitting on a private plane to Los Angeles for Peter to sing backup for his brother's album. They landed and a man in a black suit took them to a limo where they were driving to the studio. Peter was twiddling his thumbs.

"Hey, kid. You okay? You've been quiet. That's unusual for you." Tony put a hand on Peter's shoulder.

Peter shrugged. "I'm fine. I'm just not a fan of my brother."

Tony laughed. "That's it? I was scared you got a heart attack or something."

Peter choked out a fake laugh. "Uh, could I get some water or something? My throat's a little scratchy."

"Oh, I have one." Tony reached into his bag and pulled a water bottle out, handing it to Peter.

Peter opened the bottle and chugged it. His head was throbbing. He sort of felt like he was going to vomit. So, he layed his head backwards and took deep bvreaths, counting each in- and exhale.

It calmed Peter's nerves slightly, and helped pass the time before they arrived at the recording studio. Peter's head was spinning, so he didn't really have any time to take it in.

What he knew was he was standing behind a microphone, with lyrics in front of him. Luke had a bunch of original songs on his album, but Peter was doing one half of a mash up of "Hungry Like The Wolf" and "Rio", both by Duran Duran.

Both sing

Peter sings

Luke sings

Dark in the city, night is a wire
Steam in the subway, Earth is a fire
Do-do do do, do do do, do do do, do do do, do doWoman, you want me, give me a sign
And catch my breathing even closer behind
Do-do do do, do do do, do do do, do do do, do doHer name is Rio and she dances on the sand (smell like I sound)
Just like that river twisting through a dusty land (straddle the line)
And when she shines she really shows you all she can (mouth is alive)
Oh Rio, Rio dance across the Rio GrandeHungry like the wolf
Hungry like the wolf
Hungry like the wolf
Don't make a soundHer name is Rio, she don't need to understand (smell like I sound)
And I might find her if I'm looking like I can (straddle the line)
Oh Rio, Rio hear them shout across the land (mouth is alive)
From mountains in the north down to the Rio Grande (burning the ground)Her name is Rio, she don't need to understand (smell like I sound)
From mountains in the north down to the Rio Grande (burning the ground)

****VIDEO****

Peter let out a deep breath, nerves gone. Singing always helped calm him down. He looked out to see his Dad, mouth open. Peter blushed and took off his headphones, walking out to meet him.

"How'd I sound?" Peter asked, shoving his hands in his pockets. He'd always been pretty hush-hush on his singing voice.

Luke came up to him and clapped his back. "Pipes didn't age well, my ass! Well done, little brother."

Peter felt his face heat up, so he kept his eyes on his shoes. He had been singing more often recently, because the tower had a soundproof bathrooms (no one wanted to hear Clint and Nat having kinky shower) so he used FRIDAY as a speaker and sang his favorite songs in the shower.

Tony smiled. "I'm so proud of you, Peter. You sounded amazing! You should get your own record label."

Peter chuckled because yeah right when Luke's face lit up. "You want one? I could hook you up."

Peter felt his mouth drop open in surprise. "Wait, seriously?" Like nodded at him. "Hell yeah, that'd be awesome!"

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A few months later, Peters first album dropped and after Tony and the team doing a little promo, it was an instant smash. He became one of the most famous singers in a long time and all he could think of was how glad he was that his dad made him go to some dinner with his brother.