[When Tony Stark had learned about Spider-Man and sought him out, he probably didn't expect to find a teenaged orphan surfing foster homes and orphanages and even (shamefully) serving time as a runaway in an old abandoned apartment complex in Queens. But you know, shit happens, and Peter doesn't like to think of the last few years of his life after his aunt and uncle passed. And wasn't that just the worst luck imaginable? Losing parents in a plane, and then Ben and May to a botched robbery? Sometimes he thinks maybe getting bitten by a radioactive spider was the best thing to have happened to him at this rate.
Because it led to him staying with the Avengers. It was a weird road, yeah — there was helping in Germany, and then there was the reconciliation and all that... And of course, Peter was not allowed to be an 'Avenger' when there was homework to be done, schooling to be finished, college to consider... Stay the friendly neighborhood Spider-Man, while you still have the time to enjoy it.
Tony was a total pain in the ass about it, but it was... nice.
But, see, the fifteen year old was on spring break, and everyone had something they had to do, some job or obligation, and that left Peter anticipating a few weeks of being alone in the place. It admittedly seemed like it'd be — uh, pretty lonely. He had only just started really allowing himself to bond with them (because other than Ned, his luck with keeping those around him has been in the negatives), and now they're scampering off...
Oh, well. He can handle it. He's handled being alone plenty.
Until Natasha nudges him and recommends that maybe Clint take him, since he's going on his own silent retreat to relax with his family. So here he is, standing with his luggage case hanging heavy in his hands (it's all good, he's got super strength, he's fifteen and he can throw a 3,000 pound car), looking at the house with apprehension. He's been living among superheroes, sure, but this is... like.
This is a real home, with a real family. There are kids in there. And someone they call mom. And Mr. Barton's their dad. This is a lot. Maybe if he stands on the porch long enough without doing anything, the weeks will pass and he won't feel this dramatic urgency to flee, so he doesn't totally embarrass himself.
C'mon, Pete, you got this, it's just hanging out with the Bartons.]
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Because it led to him staying with the Avengers. It was a weird road, yeah — there was helping in Germany, and then there was the reconciliation and all that... And of course, Peter was not allowed to be an 'Avenger' when there was homework to be done, schooling to be finished, college to consider... Stay the friendly neighborhood Spider-Man, while you still have the time to enjoy it.
Tony was a total pain in the ass about it, but it was... nice.
But, see, the fifteen year old was on spring break, and everyone had something they had to do, some job or obligation, and that left Peter anticipating a few weeks of being alone in the place. It admittedly seemed like it'd be — uh, pretty lonely. He had only just started really allowing himself to bond with them (because other than Ned, his luck with keeping those around him has been in the negatives), and now they're scampering off...
Oh, well. He can handle it. He's handled being alone plenty.
Until Natasha nudges him and recommends that maybe Clint take him, since he's going on his own silent retreat to relax with his family. So here he is, standing with his luggage case hanging heavy in his hands (it's all good, he's got super strength, he's fifteen and he can throw a 3,000 pound car), looking at the house with apprehension. He's been living among superheroes, sure, but this is... like.
This is a real home, with a real family. There are kids in there. And someone they call mom. And Mr. Barton's their dad. This is a lot. Maybe if he stands on the porch long enough without doing anything, the weeks will pass and he won't feel this dramatic urgency to flee, so he doesn't totally embarrass himself.
C'mon, Pete, you got this, it's just hanging out with the Bartons.]