It All Comes Crashing

Adopted by Ironman

It was a typical day for Peter. Wake up, help make breakfast, get ready for school, get bullied by flash, visit aunt May, come home with bruises and lie about it, go to sleep, repeat. Nothing interesting ever happened in Peter's life. It was bland, boring, and sad.

But things changed on a very fateful day for Peter.

As he was walking back to the St. Jones's home for boys, he noticed a commotion coming from the orphanage. He quickly ran over to the crowd, noticing a couple people from the press. Peter squeezed through the crowd considering his size, being so small. He heard a familiar voice coming from inside. He peeked in through the door before going in all the way. The kids were still running around and causing trouble for Mr. Jones. 

Peter sneaked down the hallway over to Mrs. Jones' office where she was speaking with someone. He peeped through the crack of the door and listened to their conversation.

"...you, Mr. Stark, for coming here today. I'm guessing you're here to make a donation?" Mrs. Jones assumed. Tony chuckled.

"Not today, Mrs. Jones. I actually came here to adopt a child." Tony explained. Peter's eyes became filled with hope, but went dark as he thought about all the other kids who were younger and needed families more than him.

"Oh, do you know what type of kid you're looking for?" Peter braced himself.

"Yes, actually. I'm looking for a boy." Peter began to breath more easily. "Over the age of six." his heart began to race. "With brown hair." his eyes widened in disbelief. "And goes by the name Peter Parker." Peter's eyes and mouth gaped open as Tony turned his body to the door and stared at the crack in the door. "You can come in now." Peter slowly opened the door with blush covering his face out of shyness. Tony smiled and waved at Peter. He kept his head down so Mrs. Jones couldn't see his bruised face.

"Peter, what happened to you?" Mrs. Jones exclaimed frantically. She rushed over to where he stood and held his face up.

"Nothing happened. I just-" Mrs. Jones lost her patience.

"Just what? Ran into a wall? Fell? Got hit in the face with a ball? Peter, you've been making up these lies since you started going to school from here. The kids told me what happened." she turned to Tony. "I apologize Mr. Stark. If I'd known you wanted to take Peter home, I would've..." Tony held up a hand.

"It's fine. I don't really care if he comes back here bruised or not. It's the fact that you've dismissed it every time he makes another lie. All the more reason to adopt him." Tony stood up and knelt down in front of Peter. "Peter. Do you want to live with me?" Peter hesitated, but nodded once. Tony ruffled his hair and stood back up. "The papers please?"

Peter rant to the room he shared with four other boys. He grabbed his bag and took everything out of his chest and into the suitcase. Peter was in such a hurry, he didn't even bother folding his clothes. After everything was packed and ready to go, Peter dragged his suitcase downstairs and said goodbye to all the littler kids. Tony waited by the front door for Peter. He came running down the hall and slowed when he was at the front door. The crowd had left, but a couple photographers were still waiting outside for Tony and his new kid.

"Come on Pete, it's time to go home." Tony stated. Peter's heart skipped at the word "home." He hadn't had one of those in two years, ever since aunt May was put into a home. Tony pressed Peter's face against his side so the photographers wouldn't get a picture of him. He tossed the suitcase into the trunk as Peter climbed into the back seat. Tony sat in the drivers seat and pulled off. Peter stared out the window and waved to all the other boys. He wished one kid in particular was still there so he could say goodbye to him as well. However, he had previously ran away.