Radom X readers

Christmas special- Peter Parker

"Dad! Where's my brush?" I asked as I rushed down the stairs in my soft pajamas.
"I don't know sweetie, did you check the kitchen?"
"Why would my hair brush be in the kitchen?"
"I don't know, just check."
Sure enough my brush was in the kitchen.
I furrowed my brows in confusion but didn't let it get me.
Dad walked out in his pajamas and a black T-shirt with a hole cut in it for his chest plate.
"Wow, you look terrible." I laughed.
"Same goes to you."
We laughed and joked at each other a lot.
He was the best dad in the world.
"Dad, when are we gonna open presents?" I asked as I brushed my hair out.
"When everyone gets here, sweetie."
"When will that be?"
"Like noon."
"Why noon?"
"You know, you ask an awful lot of questions."
"Well I wonder who I get it from." I mocked.
He smirked and I know what he was saying in his head 'that's my little girl'.
After a while everyone came over. They were all in their pajamas and everyone looked good, one person in particular looked really good.
Peter Parker.
My biggest crush in the world.
Dad knows about my absolutely life consuming crush on THE Spider-Man. He likes to poke fun at me for it.
"Just talk to him. He's nota my different from me or Thor, and you talk to us just fine."
"Dad, it's completely different, he's like... the best superhero of all time."
Dad raised an eyebrow to me and I stuttered.
"I mean, he's the second best super hero of all time."
"That's better."
"But seriously, just go talk to him!"
I shook my head.
"I'll pay you 1k if you go talk to him."
"Damn, for 1k I'll do anything."
I walked over to Peter and said hi.
He smiled and said hi back and we talked to a while till it was present time.
The tree was covered in presents.
Peter and I sat down with ours and we opened them.
"Peter, I'm opening yours!"
"Well I'm opening yours as well!"
We both opened them and looked to see with we got.
We started cracking up when we held up our matching T-shirt's.
They read "I'm Mr Starks favorite."
"Wow, great minds think alike." I chuckled.
We threw on our t shirts and everyone cracked up.
"Oh that is great, your dad is going to love that." Steve said as he chuckled.
Dad walked back into the room as he wiped off his glasses and saw our t shirts.
"Dad! Do you like em?"
"Let's just say... I'm at a loss for words."
I laughed and dad hugged me.
"Not gonna lie though peters my favorite."
"WHAT??! I'm your daughter!! Your bloodline!"
"Welp, sorry kiddo."
I rolled my eyes and walked back over to Peter.
We hung out and talked a lot.
We all watched a movie and I scooted close to Peter to take my chances.
Peter threw his arm around me, signalling he was okay with it.
I rested my head on his chest and my face heated up like crazy.
Soon, I got comfortable and fell asleep.

Third POV
Soon, the movie was over and everyone had to leave. Peter was the last to get up because he didn't want to disturb the sleeping princess.
"It's okay, she's out by now. She won't wake up." Tony said as he saw his daughter asleep on his youngest co worker.
"Okay, thanks mr stark."
Peter shimmied out of her grasp and walked to the door.
"Hey Peter." Tony called.
"Yes Mr Stark?"
"You be good to her. She's my favorite."