For the purpose of this story, the rogue avengers are assholes (except Wanda I can't make her evil I love her too much). Clint is with the, but Scott and Natasha are not. In this Natasha was never part of the 'rogues' and never helped them.

ironstrange coz why not!

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Peter woke up to the sound of his alarm. Why his Dad had set one he had no idea, its Saturday for crying out loud. But he got up anyway and started his morning routine: shower, get dressed, do last minute homework and check the news for any reported crimes. Normal teenage behaviour.

He left his room with his phone in hand. He barely acknowledged the extra people in the common room as he walked to the kitchen for breakfast. When in the kitchen he was greeted by the normal sight of his dad standing at the stove making a full English breakfast. Levi was floating next to him, occasionally passing over utensils for its master.

"Morning Dad, wheres dad number two?"

"I am offended I am number two young man." A voice called from behind him. Before I can turn around a large hand ruffles through my hair and hugs me tightly.

"Why did you wake me up at 7:30 on a Saturday?" Peter moaned, mock pouting to make Tony and Stephen feel bad. It didn't work.

"We have visitors." Stephen says whilst gesturing to the common room. Only then does Peter take in the abundance of people sat staring at him.

"Oh um hi." Peter said awkwardly, adding a little wave to top it off.

Tony cleared his throat and lead his son into the common room, followed closely by his husband and Levi. "This is my son Peter Parker. You may also know him as the kid whom Steve chucked across the airport, breaking his arm in three places." Tony spat the last part sending Steve a death stare.

Peter squeezed his dad's hand in an attempt to comfort him.

"I wouldn't have had to do that if he didn't through a bloody car at me." Steve defended, returning the icy cold glare. "Who brings their kid to a fight anyway."

"I am capable of looking after myself thank you. I'll have you know that Bruce says I am just as strong, if not stronger than you." Peter snapped shocking all the rogue avengers with his tone. They weren't expecting a kid to stand up to them.

"Looks like Tony is rubbing of on the poor kid." Clint mutters, elbowing Sam who chuckles.

Peter's face turns red with anger. Who were they to criticise his family?

"Like your father of the year." Peter spat. Satisfied with the shocked look on Clint's face he spun on his heel and stalked back to the kitchen where he ate his meal in silence.

He tried his best to avoid the rogues for the rest of the day. If they mentioned one more thing about Tony or his ability to be a parent Peter would snap, and that would not be good for anyone.

Tony and Stephen also avoided the rogues, leaving Vision to make sure they didn't go anywhere they weren't supposed to. The couple were dreading dinner - Natasha had forced everyone to try and have a civil meal together. One would say she was trying to keep the peace, but knowing her she probably just wants to watch the chaos unfold before her.

Peter spent an hour or so on patrol to clear his head before Karen alerted him to an incoming call from his dads.

"Hey Pete, we need you back at the tower." Was all that was said before the line went dead.

'Shit,' Peter thought, 'what have they done?' He swung back in record time, launching through his open bedroom window. As soon as he opened his bedroom door yelling overpowered his senses almost making him pass out.

What on earth was going on?

Peter stumbled down the hallway struggling to stay alert. He was greeted by a massive fight between the rogues and his family, plus Natasha, Vision and Rhodey. Peter cleared his throat and the room went silent.

"what the hell is going on?" Peter asked calmly, which was surprisingly scary.

"We don't have to answer to you kid." Bucky spat, tightening his grip around Tony's neck. That made Peter break. In three swift movements he had webbed Bucky to the wall, pulled Tony away from the rogues and launched himself forward to kick over Steve, who had been attacking Stephen.

Steve got up instantly and swung at the kid, who dodged it with ease.

"I think not Steven. You won't beat me this time." Peter quipped, webbing up Caps legs and yanking on the string. Steve fell with a pathetic yelp, but sprang up again within seconds. Peter rolled his eyes at the man's persistence.

The other avengers watched on in shock as a sixteen year old proceeded to kick Captain America's ass. Tony and Stephen were beyond proud.

"You give up yet?" Peter said, not even out of breath. Steve however was doubled over with laboured breaths.

"I can do this all day." Came the response. Peter shrugged and served a kick right to the face, knocking the man out cold. He asked for it.

"Anyone else wanna end up like Capsicle or are you all going to act like goddamn adults and leave my family alone." Peter offered staring down Steve's group. They all shook their heads looking more than embarrassed. Peter smirked and nodded at his parents.

"Now if you don't mind I am going to go back on patrol, so if you need me call me."

The adults stared after the boy as he ran to the window and launched himself out, swinging away to god knows where.

"Damn Tony, your kid is amazing." Wanda stated from her spot in the corner. She never engaged in the fight, only observed and occasionally sent a ball of energy to help out her brother. She remembered being Peter's age and having to cope with her new powers, so she greatly admired him for being so mature.

"I know. Now you heard him, act like adults or you will deal with him and trust me what you just saw is only a fraction of what he can do, so I really wouldn't want to piss him of any further." Tony said, biting back a laugh when his eyes fell on Steve who was still unconscious.

"Vision, take Steve to the med bay. Everyone else clean this up. We will be in the lab if anyone needs us, so please don't need us." Stephen said, as he tugged Tony out the room.

The group parted and barely met up for the rest of their stay, making sure to keep clear of Peter at all costs.

Who knew sweet, innocent Peter would cause a band of assassins and enhanced personnel to be so fearful! 

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Yeah this was absolutely terrible but oh well.