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It all happened so fast. A flash of light, screams, smoke. And then it was over. But Peter was a ways away when he saw it, instantly rushing to the scene. It was a confusing sight at first. He didn't know how to process it.

Before him was the avengers, or what should be them. They were all... Kids. Captain America looked about 5 which was the oldest. Iron man was about 3, the Hulk looking about the same age. Hawk eye looked a bit younger than those two, with Black Widow being his twin. And Thor was the only adult.

"What happened here?!" Peter exclaimed, shocked by whatever happened to the avengers.

"We have all become children!!" Thor shrieked.

"But your.."

"I'm a god, I would have to have de aged by 1000s of years to become a mer child." He answered Cooley.

"Right." Peter hesitated. He felt something grab his leg and looked down. "Clint?"

Clint tugged his suit leg even harder. He had a binky in his mouth and he was on hands and knees, like a baby. His eyes swelled with tears and he began to bawl.

"Woah woah! Calm down! What do you want?!" Peter tried to shake the baby off his leg.

"Papeepookle!" He bawled. Great, he can't talk. Just gibberish.

"Any one speak Simolean?" He asked and saw no one. "Ok great. What. Do. You. Want?!"

"Gibberapplepoopy!" Clint kept crying. Peter bent down and picked him up by his armpits. And then he smelled it.

"You pooped?! Already?!" Peter made a disgusted face as Clint clapped his hands in joy. Proud of what he had done. "Ugh gross! Now what do I do?" Peter looked down and saw Rony tugging on his pant leg. "What?"

"I'm tired." Tony said with sad eyes. "Can you carry me?" He pleaded.

"I-"

He was interrupted by Natasha bursting into tears. Peter looked up and saw that Bruce had sat on her toy gun. Peter sighed.

"Hold on Mr. Stark." He scooted past him and to the crime scene, Clint still in his arms. He went to Natasha and hulk baby. "What's going on over here?" He asked.

"Abbannahanna!" Natasha huffed.

"And what about you hulk?"

"She kicked me so in hiding weapon from baby of widows." He started morphing back into a toddler Bruce.

"Well that's not fair... Um... Thor can I get some help?" Peter looked at Thor who was panicking.

"Nononononono!!!!" He ran in circles. He was growing shorter and more child like. "No!!!!!! I'm a child!!!!!!!" He said as he stopped changing at the age of 6.

"Ah great." Peter sighed. "Now I'm a baby sitter for the avengers." He shifted his hold on Clint, trying to ignore the smell  of poo and now, urine. He reached out a hand tie Brice. "Mr. Bruce, that's no way to play fair. Give Natasha back her toy and work it out."

"But... But..."

"No buts. It would make Natasha ever so happy." He said and on cue the baby giggled with delight. Banner eventually handed her the toy and stood up. Peter shot a web at Tony who was running away, and it made a back pack around the boy with a leash to Peter. He did the same for Bruce and picked up Natasha and made one of those baby back pack holder things for her and set her inside, rested in his back. He then called Thor and Steve over and they came eagerly. Then Peter made his long trek to the Stark tower.

When he made it inside he found all of the Avengers belongings had Ben baby proofed or turned to innocent toys. He took all the avengers to the living room and turned on sponge bob which got the attention of all except the babies.

"Okay, Natasha, play with your gun while I go change Clint's diaper." He said, not looking forward to what he was about to do. He carried Clint to where he mysteriously found a changing table and set the giggling baby on it. He closed his eyes as he undid the diaper and slid it off, immodestly throwing it into the garbage. He didn't want to look, he feared he would loose respect for the man if he saw... It. He grabbed a fabreeze bottle and sprayed it around the smell, though he hated fabreeze.

And then he felt something warm and wet on his face and opening his eyes on shock that Clint, Hawk eye, the man who saved thousands, and honed able veteran, was peeing on him.

"Dude what the cuss?!" He said and jumped back as Clint laughed, clearly pleased with what he had done. Peter glared and tried to wipe the urine off in disgust.

After talking to himself for about a minute, Peter gathered the courage to actually clean the baby up. He walked over and saw Clint lifting his feet in the air and playing with them. Kinda cute actually, except that his bottom half was naked.

Peter wrinkled his nose as he grabbed a cloth and slowly started whiling the urine and poo off the hero's butt. When it was clean, he sprinkled baby powder on it and grabbed a fresh diaper. When he was done, he carried Clint back to the rest of the group.

He found that Steve fell asleep on the floor. He sighed from the cuteness. He set Clint down next to Natasha and the two started playing with each other. Perfectly safe influence on the babies.

"I'm hungry!" Thor screamed at Peter.

"What do you want?"

"CHICKEN NUGGETS!!"Thor beloved and laughed like a maniac. Peter sighed.

"Hey FRIDAY?"

"Yes Peter?"

"Is there any way we can make chicken nuggets?"

"I'll start cooking them right now." The robot replied.

"Thank-"

"They are done."

"What?!"

"They are in the kitchen waiting for you." She said.

"Sweet!" Peter disbanded the airbags jogged over to the kitchen. Sure enough, a tray of chicken nuggets was waiting for him. He grabbed it and immediately burned his hands. "Ouch!" He Hissed. "That's hot!.. Like me."

He grabbed tongs and put the chicken nuggets in a bowl. He carried it back to the living room and to Thor. "Chicken babies!!!" Thor laughed.

Peter flopped onto the couch when Natasha started crying. He looked at her unsurprised as she bawled and bawled so suddenly.

"What's wrong?" He asked. She didn't reply but instead kept crying. Peter went over to her and picked her up. He started rocking her to sleep as she stopped crying, and now held the baby curled up in his arms. Peter stood up an carried he over to a crib where he lay her fast asleep.

Eventually the sun went down and Peter grew tired. He called Aunt May and told her he was staying at a friends house so she wouldn't panic. Eventually, the tired boy fell asleep on the couch, after putting the avengers in their separate rooms.

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The next morning, Peter awoke to find the avengers had grown up a little bit over night. They looked about two years older. He was kinda happy that it wouldn't be as hard, you know having to clean up diapers-

"I poopied." Clint said to Peter.

"Again?! Where?!"

"On my bed. I'm sowry." He said looking guilty.

"It's okay big hawk, we'll take car of it." Peter said and got up. He headed to what used to be a crib but was now a small bed with low railings to keep Clint from falling out. Peter scratched his head in confusion. He saw the runny brown liquid tangled in the sheets and made a disgusted sound before spraying more fabreeze on the spot.

After cleaning the mess he rounded up all the avengers to see how much they had grown. Thor was now 8, Steve 7, Tony and Bruce 5, and Clint and Natasha 3.

"Who's hungry?" Peter asked.

"CHICKEN NUGGETS!!!!" Thor laughed like an evil scientist.

"Uh.. No. Sorry but not today Thor."

"I want Chicken Nuggets!" Thor stomped his foot.

"How bout cereal?" Peter asked and half of them cheered for yes.

"CHICKEN NUGGETS!"

"Pancakes?" He asked and most agreed.

"Cereal." Steve huffed.

"Okay you can have some... Uh... Cheerios or something."

"Yay!!" Steve cheered.

"Hey FRIDAY?"

"Yes Peter?"

"Can we have pancakes?"

"They are already ready." The robot answered. Peter lead the kids to the kitchen whee each had a plate with their portion of pancakes waited for them. Peter made a bowl of cereal for the impatient Steve.

"Uncle spider! Uncle spider! I lost a tooth!" Said Tony. "My first tooth! Will the tooth fairy come?"

"Uh... Of course, she always does." Peter said hesitantly. Tony showed him the large gap of teeth in the front of his mouth proudly. "Very nice." Peter said as bloody spit trickled out of Tony's mouth and onto his food.

When they were done Peter decided to take the Avengers to the zoo, because yeah.

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Two night later most of the avengers were teens. Thor was 16, Steve 15, Tony and Bruce 13, and Natasha and Clint 11. 

Peter felt weird because now Thor was older than him. So now Thor was taking control. It kinda made Peter mad.

"Okay, let's just-" Peter began.

"Let's eat chicken nuggets." Thor said proudly and the rest agreed.

"Ugh. I'm gonna go wake up Tony." Peter sighed and went to that room. "Tony? You've been asleep way to late. It's 12:00 already."

"I'm sleeping. Go away." Tony said.

"No, get up NOW!"

"You can't tell me what to do!" Tony stuck out his tongue.

"Uh..."

"Your not the boss of me, just cause you two years older doesn't mean nothing!"

"Okay then. Get up!" Peter shot a web at Tony and pulled him out of bed.

"No fair! Leave me alone!" Tony howled.

"Nope, you will join the rest of us.. Uh.. Eating chicken nuggets."

"No! You can't make me!" Tony screamed.

"Get out here!!" Peter pulled him out of the room.

"Fine." Tony crossed his arms as he was dragged across the floor.

Tony had left to go to the bathroom and when he came back he was wearing make up. Dark make up.

"What are doing?" Thor asked Tony.

"This is my true self." Tony snorted and hid his face behind his bangs.

"Ugh." Peter face palmed.

A/N hi. That's it for this chapter hope you enjoyed!