Peter is the son of Quill and Gamora. Then a war broke out on the planet they inhabited and they sent him to earth where the Parkers took him in. The rest of the MCU sans IW and Endgame happened and then he gets blasted into space where he meets his parents. He stays with them for about a week before Tony finds them and looses his mind. Peter decides to go back to Earth with Tony.

Part 2 where they come to visit their son. Perhaps during a field trip?

August 10th on some random planet it the universe, there was a green baby boy with black hair with pink at the edges. He had been born all of six minutes ago and he was being rocked by his father, Peter. "Hey, hey, hey. It's alright. It's okay little baby." He cooed.

His mother, Gamora, was panting on a bed. "Peter." She called out, extending an arm. He took it and came closer. "We can't keep him." She whispered as they placed their foreheads together.

"Shh. Let's just have this moment. Let time pass around us. Right now it's just you and me. And him. That's all we need. Just give us this moment." They stayed there for a moment before another explosion was heard.

"No, we can't keep him." She said, clamping her husbands arm tighter. "We must send him to earth. It's the only planet safe from this galactic war. We must."

"We should at least give him a name. And a note." Peter sighed. He placed the baby boy in his mother's arms. "What should we name him?"

She brushed a small curl out of his face. "Peter." She breathed. "Peter Malak Quill"

"It's perfect." He whispered, kissing Peter's forehead and then Gamora's. "Just like you. I'm so sorry we can't keep you Peter."

Peter scribbled a note and tucked it in Peter's blanket and placed him in a pod they had Drax bring nearby. "Wait! He'll be different there. My people they aren't like humans. He won't look like them!" Peter smiled at her and pulled a piece of string out of his pocket. Hey tied it on Peter's wrist.

"I stole this from the Collector last time we were there. It's like magic or something. It conceals who you are, makes out look like the people around you. He'll be fine so long as he doesn't take it off." Peter smiled at her. The baby's skin turned the color of his fathers. His hair turned brown but his eyes remained the same as his mother's, a doe brown.

"We love you Peter. Don't you ever for get it." They pushed the pod to launch and watched as their son soared off to earth. "He'll be okay.
He'll be okay. He's your son. He can kick ass."

Peter payed in bed with Gamora, cuddling with her and petting her hair as they cried.

-16 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛-

"Yᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴇᴀʀᴛʜ?"

"I'ᴍ ɴᴏᴛ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴇᴀʀᴛʜ, ɪ'ᴍ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴍɪssᴏᴜʀɪ"

"ʏEᴀH ᴛHᴀTs Oɴ EᴀRᴛH, ᴅIᴘSʜIᴛ."

-16 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛-

Peter's eyes shot open and he sat up. He heard a scream and he stuck out his arm by reflex but his We shooters weren't there.

"What did you do with my webshooters?!" He asked, leaping off the table. He began to rifle through a pile of trash on the table next to him.

"Woah! Kid, stop it! That's our stuff!" A voice called out. Peter whirled to face it. He saw a man, holding out his We shooter in one hand. Peter sighed out of relief.

"Sorry. That's just, like, a weapon. It could be dangerous if it got into the wrong hands." He took one and reattached it to his suit, then did the same with the other. He tapped to spider on his suit twice and it folded into his watch, revealing his science decathlon hoodie and jeans.

He pulled his phone out of his pocket and texted Tony. Where are you? and looked up. "So who are you and how did I get here?" He asked, sticking his hands in his jean pockets.

"You're on the Benetar, it's a spaceship. You fell onto our ship and we brought you in. We stitched up a nasty gash in your arm and it already healed. Wanna tell us about that?" The green woman asked, coming close enough to place a hand on his arm, most likely where the gash was.

"Oh, I'm Spider-Man, hence the suit, and I got stabbed before I got sucker punched into the sky and now I'm here. I must have passed out without a good enough air filtration system. My suit gives me some air, but after a little while it needs to have its own fresh air. Must've run out."

"Okay then. I'm Peter, this is my wife Gamora. That's Drax, Rocket, Groot, Mantis, and Nebula." The man offered Peter a hand to shake.

"Cool! My names Peter too." He said, shaking his hand. The action lifted his hoodie sleeve and revealed his bracket. The one Mary and Richard gave him. He never took it off. He didn't know why. It was just habit at this point. He often forgot it was there.

Gamora gasped and pointed at the bracelet. Quill pulled it closer to him to inspect it further without taking it off Peter's arm. "What's happening?" He said, panicking.

"It's alright Peter. It's okay. He just wants to see your bracelet." Peter smiled.

"You could've just asked." Peter said, slipping the bracelet off and handing it to the other Peter.

Gamora gasped again. "Peter it really is you!" She said, engulfing him in a hug.

"What's happening?" He asked, immediately hugging her back.

"You're our son." She said, pulling back. "When we had you, there was a war blazing through the galaxy. We sent you to Earth to be safe. This bracelet concealed your true appearance."

"I imagine I wouldn't look like a human if I was only half human." He laughed.

"A quarter human." Quill grumbled. "I'm one half planet." Peter raised an eyebrow and laughed. "Don't ask."

"Whatever, I'm happy to have gotten here then." Peters phone dinged and he picked it up. "Oh! That's my other dad! He adopted me last month."

Peter what happened. You just flew into the sucky and I lost connection to Karen.

I'm fine Dad. I landed on a spaceship. Turns out they're my birth parents. I'm only 1/4 human. Cool, Huh? Im going to come home soon.

"How long will it take for me to get back to Earth?" Peter asked. Gamora's face fell. "Oh, no, don't be sad. I'm sorry. I don't want you to be sad. It's just, I have to help fight the robots down there. The ones that sent me flying into space?"

Quill laughed. Gamora smiled. She pressed some buttons and they started to jump.

A few minutes later, Peter and Peter were listening to music together, while Peter also talked to Groot about memes. It was a confusing few minutes. But then they landed on Earth, and Peter slipped his bracelet back on.

The Avengers Compound, to be more accurate. Tony ridge dout when Peter came down the steps to see him. He hugged his son. "Hey Dad! These are my parents." He said, pointing them out.

"You sure we can trust them? You don't even look like them." Peter took his bracelet and Tony took a step back. "Point well made. Now come inside. I need to fix your wound. You guys can come in too I want to get to know the people the gave birth to my son. Sorry, man." Tony pulled Peter into the compound and the rest followed.

"I'm fine, they stitched me up!" Peter complained as Bruce pushed him into a medbay chair. "Ugh!" He groaned.

Peter fell asleep quickly thereafter. When he woke up, Gamora was running her hand through his hair. "Hey there, Peter. You were really tired there, weren't you. You slept for a solid 7 hours. Long enough for Tony and Quill to drive each other insane. They were fighting over who gets to keep you."

Peter smiled. "Hey mom." He groaned. They his eyes widened and he froze. Gamora just miles softly at him and continued playing with his hair.

"That's okay, Peter. I am your mom, so I don't see any reason not to call me that."

He smiled. "Ok. And I'm really sorry that I can't go with you. I have people here that need me. I cane leave out of nowhere and just never come up again." His eyes widened. "I think I just figured out how to get on Buzzfeed Unsolved."

Gamora let out a soft laugh. "I know. Your dad and I have come to terms with the fact they we don't get to keep you. The fact that we found you in the first place is a miracle of its own right. But that doesn't mean we won't visit." She softly put her hand on one of Peter's cheeks. "We'll be back soon."

"Yo! Gamora! We gotta go!" Was heard distantly.

"I'm sorry your dad can't say goodbye Peter. He wants too, but he says 'I don't want my son to see me crying and I won't stop crying if I get in there.' So just know that we love you. Oh, and Tony gave us some of Earths mobile phones and gave our ship internet. He put his contacts in your phone. So if you ever need us, just call. We will always answer. Unless we're kicking ass but then we will probably still answer." They laughed and Gamora glanced out the window.

She kissed his forehead. "I love you, Peter Malak Quill."

He smiled. "I love you too, mom."

The biggest problem for writing with Quill is that yeah I can hear Chris Pratt say that but is it that I can see Andy Dwyer day that or Quill?