Narrator's

"Kids, and Wade, we're home." Tony said, coming into the house.

Stephen followed behind him.

"Daddy!" Oliver ran toward Stephen and embraced him.

Rex came running up to them.

Stephen smiled and picked Oliver up. "Hi, Ollie." He kissed his little son's cheek.

"I missed you." Oliver said.

"We've only been gone for a few hours son." Tony said, walking up to the counter and placing a few grocery bags and his keys on it.

"I know, but I've been lonely." Oliver said.

"Well, where's your brother? And Wade?" Stephen asked.

"They've been upstairs all day."

Tony's head perked up and quit petting Rex.

"Doing what?" Tony asked.

"I don't know." Oliver turned to him.

Tony made his way upstairs to Peter's room.

"Wilson, I swear if you laid a single finger on my son I-" He bursted through the door.

"AH!" Peter screamed in a high pitched voice.

Stephen opened a portal beside Tony. "What's going on?" He asked. Then he saw Wade and Peter.

"You sunk my battle ship." Peter said.

"You suck at this game." Wade said.

Peter looked at the door. "Hi, parents." He smiled at them.

"Have you guys been playing Battle Ship all day?" Stephen asked.

"Yeah." Wade nodded. "And I've destroyed him every time."

"Oliver says that he's been lonely." Tony said.

"Well, I put him down for a nap and closed the door because we didn't want to wake him up because you know how grumpy he gets when he gets woken up from a nap." Wade explained.

"Oh, yeah." Tony nodded.

"Ollie, just because the door's closed doesn't mean you can't come in." Peter said. "You're always welcomed to come into my room."

"I thought you might get mad." Oliver said.

"Never." Peter smiled at his little brother.

"Well, I'm glad this all worked out." Tony said. "Because your dad and I have something we want to discuss with you all. Family meeting downstairs."

///0///0

"As you all may know, in two days it's Stephen's and my anniversary." Tony said.

Stephen sat in a single couch with his legs crossed. He smiled at the children and waved.

"And we have plans to go out." Tony said.

"Aww, a date?" Peter asked. "Where?"

"Well, not a date exactly." Tony said. "More of a trip."

"A trip?" Wade asked.

"Yes." Tony nodded.

"But who's gonna-"

"We have decided James will watch over you." Stephen said.

"Barnes?" Wade asked.

"Yes. He volunteered." Tony said.

"Mr. Barnes is coming over?" Peter asked.

"Yes." Stephen nodded.

"Who's Mr. Barnes?" Oliver asked.

"Mr. Barnes is so cool." Peter told Oliver. "He has a metal arm like mine."

"Really?" Oliver looked at his big brother.

"Yeah, and he's got awesome fighting skills too." Wade added in, now catching Oliver's attention.

"Alright, okay." Tony said. "One thing I don't want is for you guys to drive him crazy, he has...some aggression issues."

"Oh, yeah." Wade said. "I remember this one time I was patrolling the streets and saw him in this alley way holding a knife to-"

Tony coughed, looking at Wade.

Wade looked over at Oliver, who was listening.

"Oh, I forgot. Never mind." Wade said.

"So, he will coming over to watch you." Tony said.

"And please be nice." Stephen said.

"Dads, don't worry." Peter said. "We've got this." He approached both of his dads. "Now you two, go and get your things ready and have a great time far, far away from here." Peter said, pushing them upstairs.

"Wade, no parties!" Tony said.

"And Peter, no dairy. Wade no sugar for Oliver after six, no red foods either please." Stephen said.

"Got it." Peter smiled.

Tony and Stephen went up stairs to get their stuff ready.

"How awesome is this?" Peter asked. "We'll have the house all to ourselves."

Wade smiled. "What's so exciting about that?"

"We don't have to tell Mr. Barnes about all these rules."

"I'm sure Tony and Dr. Strange will tell him anyway." Wade said.

"Well, maybe he'll cut us some slack." Peter said.

"I don't know Peter. Buck's pretty strict when it comes to rules and regulations. He was made to follow orders, literally." Wade explained.

"Is Mr. Barnes a bad guy?" Oliver asked.

"Eh, sometimes." Wade said.

Oliver looked at him.

"Wade." Peter rolled his eyes. He walked over to Oliver. "Don't listen to him. Mr. Barnes is very nice." Peter told his little brother.

///0///0

"Kids, James is here." Stephen said as he sat in the living room, waiting for Tony to come down.

Peter made his way downstairs with Oliver in his arms. Wade came behind them.

Oliver asked to be set down, Peter let him go. Oliver hurried to one of the windows of the cabin and peeked out of it.

He saw a man in a black leather jacket with shoulder length hair making his off a motorcycle and toward the house.

"Are you sure he's not a bad guy?" Oliver asked Stephen.

Stephen laughed a little. "Very much so, sweetie."

"He has a motorcycle." Oliver said.

"He does." Tony said, coming down. "A very nice one."

"Did you know 93% of motorcycle accidents are fatal?" Oliver asked Tony. "Motorcyclist account for 14% of all crashes."

"Well, I'll make sure to get one for my last birthday." Tony joked.

Stephen looked at him.

The smile on Tony's face faded. He cleared his throat as the doorbell rang.

Stephen opened the door. "James, hi." He greeted Bucky.

"Hi, Stephen." Bucky smiled at him.

"Come in." Stephen let him in.

"Thank you." Bucky stepped into the cabin. "Nice place you have here, Stark." He looked around. "Very homie."

"Thanks. Built it all myself." Tony said.

Bucky spotted Wade. "Wilson."

"Barnes." Wade gave him a small nod.

"Peter." Bucky smiled at Peter.

"Hi Mr. Barnes." Peter smiled at him.

"There was a younger one wasn't there?" Bucky asked, looking at Stephen. He then noticed a little person peeking from behind Stephen. "Ah, there he is." Bucky said. He crouched down to Oliver's height, and smiled at the small child. "Hi." He said softly.

"Mm!" Oliver hid behind Stephen.

Stephen laughed. "He's Just a little shy.

Bucky looked up at Stephen. "Leggy." He said under his breath and rose up. "Oh, that's fine." He laughed. "Anything I should know about? Rules? Bedtimes?"

"No-"

"Yes. We made a list." Tony interrupted Peter. He handed it to Bucky.

Bucky took a look at it. He looked at Peter. "Lactose intolerant huh, Peter?"

"Yeah." Peter said.

Bucky laughed. "I know how that goes."

"Guess you two have more in common than you know." Stephen said.

"Guess they do." Wade said, squinting at Bucky.

Tony could already sense the tension. "Aaaaaaanywaaay." Hr said. "We must go. We'll miss our flight."

"Oh, yes." Stephen said.

"Where are you going this time?" Peter asked.

"Sicily, Italy." Stephen answered.

"Ooooo, fancy." Wade said.

"Yep." Tony nodded.

"Alright." Stephen turned around to Oliver and picked him up. "We'll be gone for a few days, but we will be back okay? We'll call everyday." Stephen said.

"Do you have to?" Oliver asked.

"It's okay, sweetie. I promise James will take good care of you." Stephen whispered and kissed his little one's forehead. He put him down. "Bye, Peter." He hugged Peter. "Wade." He pulled him for a hug.

Wade a stood there, a little in surprise before he hugged back.

They pulled away.

"Squirt." Tony picked Oliver up and held him. "Behave, okay? Don't go in the garage."

"Okay." Oliver said.

"Good." Tony said, tickling Oliver.

Oliver giggled.

Tony put him down. "Take good care Peter." Tony hugged Peter.

"Always." Peter smiled.

Tony pulled away. "Wade." Tony waved at Wade.

Wade waved back.

"Enjoy your trip." Bucky told them both.

"We will." Stephen said.

"Take care." Tony said.

"You too." Peter said, picking Oliver up.

"Bye!"

"Bye dads!"

They all watched Stephen and Tony drove away, leaving them home with Bucky.

They all walked back into the cabin, closing the door.

"Well..." Bucky began.

Wade looked at Bucky, squinting. "Let the battle begin..." He whispered.