i wrote this in the span of 30 minutes and it’s not edited, it literally was typed as my brain came up with it.
mayhaps it becomes a series??
spider-man no way home spoilers ahead‼️
one day, tony wakes up gasping for air in the middle of some wooded area outside of new york. he’s disoriented, confused, and the last thing he remembers is grabbing the stones from thanos. he doesn’t have his nanotech on him, and he’s wearing baggy white clothes that he’s never seen before. he wanders into the city, only to learn that the whole world thinks he’s dead.
he has nothing on him; no ID, no cards, no money. he can’t convince anyone that he is THE tony stark.
later that evening, he’s sitting on a bench in the park when he sees spider-man swing by. his heart stutters in his chest and his only thought is peter. he remembers seeing peter on the battlefield, and hugging him briefly, but before that, the kid had been dead for five years.
tony stands and waves, yelling out to spiderman. he thinks that maybe peter just doesn’t hear him, or is on the way to help someone actually in need, but then suddenly the kid is behind him.
“everything alright, sir?”
tony jumps and turns around, and sees the kid physically freeze. he doesn’t think peter is even breathing.
“oh bud, i’m so glad youre-“ tony goes in for a hug but peter takes a step back.
“who are you?” he asks, voice of any and all emotion.
“what do you mean?” tony asks, “it’s me. its tony. its-“ tony refrains from saying ‘dad’, because peter said it to him once, while he was turning to dust. he probably didn’t even remember it.
“no,” now, peters voice is wobbly, and cracks, “no, you’re dead.”
tony quirks a brow, and ignores the sinking feeling in his chest, “i’m pretty sure that’s not true, i’m standing right here.” he pats his chest to show he’s solid. not a ghost.
tony can see that peters chest is rising and falling quicker than it should.
peter shakes his head, “no… no that’s not possible. even if you weren’t dead… you wouldn’t… you shouldn’t…”
tony takes a step towards his kid, but peter only takes a step back.
“ask karen to scan me… she’ll tell you-“
“how do you know about karen?” peters voice has shifted to guarded, angry even.
“i programmed her and… didn’t you tell me that you named her after… what’s that cartoon… PLANKTON. didn’t you name her after planton’s computer wife? you told me that, i swear you did. i know i didn’t make that up. you were eating your extra spicy pizza you like so much, from vinny’s. it was so random and i remember thinking that it was the funniest thing-“
“t-tony? is it really you? you’re alive?? you remember me??”
tony’s very confused, has been all day, but now… “why wouldn’t i remember my own kid?”
a huff that sounds like a sob escapes peters chest and he slams into the older man, nearly crushing him in a hug. the kid is now actively sobbing, and tony collapses to the ground, arms full of spider baby.
he knows what to do when peter gets like this. he thanks whatever is out there that it’s dark out, and he pulls the mask off him. tony cards his fingers through peters sweaty brown locks, carefully detangling it as he goes. he shushes him and rocks slightly, but otherwise let’s the kid listen to his heart. he remembers that peter likes to hear it when he’s scared or upset.
it doesn’t take long for peter to pull himself together, albeit barely, and takes the mask from tony. he slips it back on and gives tony an address, telling him it’s not far and that he would meet the man there.
it takes tony about 30 minutes to get there, and when he does, a regular looking peter is on the steps outside waiting for him.
before he realizes, he has peter in his arms again, but it’s only for a few seconds. peter tells him to come inside. when they walk through the door, tony looks around at the sad excuse of a home.
“damn pete, aren’t you like, seventeen?? where’s may? why are you on your own?” he turns back around to see peter fidgeting with his sleeves, looking at the ground.
may would never let peter-
“oh no pete, please don’t tell me,”
peter is crying again, fully sobbing and tony’s heart shatters. he feels the sharp shards of it rip at his stomach.
he’s on the floor now, rocking his kid and desperately wanting to tell him everything will be okay. that he will be okay.
it’s late into the night, maybe even early morning, tony isn’t sure, that peter explains everything. tony’s own death, mysterio, the other spidermen, dr. strange, the weird villains, mj and ned, may.
tony has only been speechless a handful of times in his life, and this is one of them.
how did this kid, this smart, amazing, kind, and gentle kid, get the worlds shittiest luck? he didn’t deserve it, he was the best human tony knew.
tony made a promise that night, on the dirty and dingy floor of peters tiny apartment, a promise to himself and peter, that peter wasn’t alone anymore. and that he would do everything in his limited power to fix what the universe had done to his kid.
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