Peter fumbled with the zip on his overly large, puffy, warm snow jacket that Steve had insisted he wore. Being the mother hen (Peter did call him 'mum' for a reason) he wouldn't let Peter leave the tower without eating, drinking, sleeping, and bundling up in enough jackets and warm clothing to bake a cake. 

"Are you ready Peter?" Ned called, in his own warm clothing. MJ had come too, but she was currently internally fangirling over her heroes- Natasha Romanoff and Pepper Potts. 

"Coming! Where are we going first?" Peter asked, skipping out of his bedroom, where Ned waited for him. 

"MJ said we could go ice skating, maybe have a snowball fight, then have hot chocolate and hot food in a cafe or something." Ned told him. 

"Good thing I've got my money then," Peter said, patting his pocket. "Oh wait, no I don't hold on a sec." 

Ned stopped and waited for him with an amused smile, listening to the loud curses and smashing noises, along with the sound of something tumbling, a loud gasp, then a whispered; 'oh it's just Mr Bunny, I thought...nevermind.' A ball rolled out of the door, followed by a robot Peter had made for school. 

Peter followed behind, wallet in hand, and plucked the robot up, placing it back in his room and closing the door. 

"I'm good now," He said, and the pair headed down the hallway, into the kitchen where christmas carols were currently blasting from the speakers. Clint was laughing maniacally away from Natasha, and Bucky was whining loudly with his fingers in his ears. 

MJ stood beside Pepper, looking unsure of what to do, and Pepper was talking to Tony, convincing him not to murder Clint by the sound of it. 

"No, he's just having a little fun you can't-"

IT'S THE MOST WONDERFUL TIME OF THE YEAR—

"Tony turn that repulsor off right now!"

"CLINTON LOUISA ELIZABETH ROSE BARTON TURN IT OFF YOU F!CKING SH!TBAG!!" Natasha yelled, still chasing Clint around the island countertop. 

-IT'S THE HAP-HAPPIEST SEASON OF ALL-

"BarTON!" Bucky yelled, Clint still laughing as he jumped over the counter, dodging Sam when he lunged at him. 

"-holiday greetings and gay happy meetings, when friends come to call, it's the hap-happiest season of all!" Clint sang in a horrible, out of tune voice. 

"There'll be parties for hosting, marshmallows for toasting, and caroling out in the snow, there'll be scary ghost stories, and tales of the glories of christmases long, long ago," Peter and Clint sang in unison, 

"Oh NOW YOU'RE BOTH ASKING FOR IT!" Tony yelled, and jumped on Peter before he had the chance to run. 

Peter just laughed from beneath him, still belting the lyrics at the top of his lungs. Clint was on top of the fridge, shrinking away from the murderous hands trying to reach him. 

The song came to an end, then Clint was mouthing 'Santa Tell Me' by Ariana Grande, winking suggestively and pretending to be a model. 

SANTA TELL ME, IF YOU'RE REALLY THERE, DON'T MAKE ME FALL IN LOVE AGAIN IF HE WON'T BE HERE, NEXT YEAR-

Clint mouthed the lyrics, making it really seem like he was the on singing them, however Peter was singing the lyrics into Tony's ear, grinning beneath him.

"Oh god, just stop." 

"No. Hey look, another song is coming on. Ned, MJ, remember this one?" Peter grinned up at the two, and everyone else in the room seemed to realise that there was some sort of inside joke they didn't get. 

"I don't want a lot for christmas, there is just one thing I need, I don't care about the presents, underneath the christmas tree." Ned, MJ and Peter sang, using their best singing voices for once. MJ was an amazing singer, and with Ned and Peter's background singing, it sounded great, but it was more hilarious seeing as they were dancing and belting out the lyrics. Bucky, Natasha and Sam were still yelling at Clint over by the fridge, who was screaming- 

"I'm sorry I CAN'T HEAR YOU OVER THE SOUND OF CHRISTMAS!" 

Then-

"LA LA LA LA LA I CAN'T HEAR YOU!" 

The noise was mixed with Peter, Ned and MJ's singing, the three rocking it out, then pointing at MJ when it came to the main chorus, who flipped her hair as though saying 'I know, yes, I am amazing.' 

Steve was trying to break up the fight by the fridge, telling them they were about to bring the whole fridge down. He stopped relatively quickly, holding a tissue to his bloody nose. 

Wanda, Bruce, Thor and Vision were sitting on the couch, watching the commotion and eating popcorn, 3D glasses on their faces. 

Tony was torn between frustration and amusement, face hidden in his hands. He had let Peter up soon after Ned and MJ had began singing. He was wondering if that had been a mistake. 

It all stopped when the fridge came down with a loud crashing noise. 

"Friday, turn the music off." Pepper said, breaking through the silence, other than the christmas carols of course. 

"Hold up, we could have done that the whole time?!" Tony shrieked, looking infuriated with himself. 

"You tell me, you made it." Pepper told him, then turned to where Clint, Natasha, Sam and Bucky were staring at where the fridge currently lay, milk, fruit, vegetables and an array of other refrigerated items spilling across the floor. "You guys are in charge of cleaning this up, and going shopping to replace everything. While you're at it, you can buy everything on this list as well." Pepper placed a list on the counter, and gave them all a hard glare. 

Ned's giggle echoed through the room as they shuffled under her gaze, looking rather sheepish. 

"We're uh, gonna go." Peter said, the three edging towards the elevator. 

"Wait, Peter-"

"What was that? Sorry- the elevator doors are closing-" Peter called, disappearing behind the doors. Steve sighed, but didn't press any further. 

Once the doors closed the three of them stood in the elevator in silence for a few seconds, then burst out laughing. 

"F-friday, send me the footage of that please." 

"Of course Peter." 

"You're putting that on social media, right?" MJ asked, a twinkle in her eye. She had opened up quite a lot more since they met her, and was much less judgemental now. 

Peter posted the footage onto the internet (after watching it another five times, cracking up each time) and it seemed like everyone loved it. Most of the responses were either LMAO's, or LOL's, or the simple 😂 emoji. 

The first thing they did, as Ned had told him, was go ice skating. 

Now, as Spider-Man, with enhanced senses, super strength, heightened speed and agility, perfect balance and equilibrium and the ability to cling to walls, Peter should be able to ice skate perfectly. 

Except he can't. 

Ned laughed merrily as he stood on the ice nearby, while MJ tried to teach Peter how to skate. Peter clutched to her arm tightly, slipping every now and then and skating the speed of a snail. 

They did about three laps around the ice ring, then MJ got bored of watching Ned do spins and jumps nearby, teasing her with his own freedom. 

She pried his hand off her arm, smiling in amusement when Peter immediately freaked out, then gave him a hard shove towards the middle of the rink. 

Peter let out a scream that would rival that of a goats, arms wailing everywhere. Ned fell onto his butt from laughing so hard, especially when Peter smacked right into the other side of the rink and fell down, snow falling on top of him. 

MJ started laughing too, even harder when Peter turned and looked at her wide eyed from the other side of the ice skating rink, covered in a large pile of snow. 

Once they had finished laughing, the two 'friends' skated over to him and helped him up. Peter wasn't happy with either of them, and was so salty that MJ and Ned ended up just taking him to the cafe for hot chocolate early. 

"I can't believe you did that." Peter said for the sixteenth time in ten minutes, stirring the marshmallows in his hot chocolate. The three friends were sitting by the snowy window, sipping hot chocolates and sharing a large portion of hot chips and sauce. 

"Well you better believe it soon, because your hot chocolate is going cold." MJ told him, not noticing the whipped cream on her upper lip. Peter reached out a finger and wiped it off, only for MJ to struggle away and end up throwing whipped cream onto Peter. 

Peter looked down and gasped, then stuck two fingers in his own hot chocolate and threw it at MJ. MJ giggled (MJ- giggling? What was this??) and ducked, only for the whipped cream to hit Ned. 

"Guys! I was enjoying this!" Ned gasped, wiping the whipped cream off him. MJ and Peter looked at him guiltily, and did not expect him to suddenly lung at them and put whipped cream on both of their faces, spilling his hot chocolate in the process. 

The three of them stared at it for a few seconds, before it turned into a full out food fight, chips smushed into hair, sauce and whipped cream wiped onto faces. 

———

"Aw man, I can't believe they kicked us out!" Ned sighed, zipping up his jacket. MJ and Peter nodded glumly, trudging through the snow. 

"We didn't even make that much of a mess, we only spilled hot chocolate all over the white seats and smushed chips into them and got sauce in an old ladies hair!" Ned continued, kicking at the snow and making it go up MJ's pants. 

MJ gasped, then the three of them shared a look. They all knew what each other was thinking, and in a few seconds, they were all shrieking with laughter, snow flying everywhere. At one point Ned even brought Peter down, the two lying in the snow. MJ snapped a picture, which turned out to be a pretty good picture. 

Then Peter and Ned grabbed one of her arms each and pulled her down between them. 

They fell into silence after a few seconds, panting and laying in the snow, staring up at the blue, cloudy sky above the park they had been in. 

Then, Peter being Peter, he ruined the moment. 

"You have a chip in your hair MJ." H told her, going to pull it out, only for MJ to throw snow into his face. 

"You ruined the moment!" She said, rolling on top of him and smushing even more snow into his face. Peter pulled his head away instinctively, laughing, and they both heard the snap of Ned's phone as he took a photo. 

MJ and Peter sat up, brushing snow off themselves. "Do you guys wanna come over and have hot chocolates without spilling them everywhere? Maybe we can watch a movie as well." 

MJ and Ned agreed, so they headed back to the tower, shivering slightly as the wetness of the snow sunk in. 

They all changed into dry clothes once they got back, for the snow that had been shoved down their shirts made their clothes cold and wet. Ned had left some of his clothes there before, and changed into those, while MJ borrowed some of Peter's clothes. 

Steve made them hot chocolates with the ingredients that Natasha, Bucky, Sam and Clint had bought from the shop and they put on a christmas movie, wrapped burrito style in blankets. 

Natasha, Clint, Bucky and Sam were fast asleep on one of the couches together, exhausted from all the cleaning, yelling, arguing and shopping. It was quite cute, seeing them all entangled together, heads lulled against thighs or shoulders. They had even wrapped their arms around each other, hugging each other like massive teddy bears. 

Peter took another picture, uploading it to his social media as a follow up to the video. It, obviously, was rather popular. Peter Parker, known personal intern of Tony Stark, had a lot of followers by now. 

Soon though, Clint, Natasha, Bucky and Sam weren't the only ones napping- MJ's head lulled against Peter, who's head lulled against her head. Ned slumped against his other side, the three of them sleeping peacefully. 

They didn't know that Tony took a picture, but they found out later when it ended up on his social media account.