*3RD POV*
"I could totally scare you Mr. Stark."
"Sorry Pete, but you're probably as scary as a puppy."
"Nah ah!" "Yep. Sorry Kid. I don't make the rules," Tony grinned, crossing his arms.
"Gotta agree with Tony on this one spiderling." Clint said, walking through the kitchen and snatching a carton of orange juice out of the fridge. Tony glared at the man as he watched him drink it straight from the carton, as he usually does.
Peter mimicked Tony's position, narrowing his eyes. "You guys just haven't seen that side of me yet."
Sam cackled from the couch, obviously eavesdropping on their conversation. "Yeah, totally."
"Hey!"
"Here, I'll give you a chance this weekend kid. We're doing a little Halloween party. If you can manage to scare me, I'll get you and Leeds whatever Star-wars merch you want." "Wait really?! Can I bring him?"
"Go for it. You'll need all the help you can get."
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Tony tightened his bow tie, staring at his costume in the mirror.
"I've gotta admit Pep, these look great." "I know," she replied smoothly, pressing a kiss to his cheek.
The two of them were dressed as what Tony would call sophisticated zombies. He wore an old suit of his, tore it up and made it dirty and bloody looking. Pepper did the same with an old dress. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders, setting her head against his shoulder. "We look great."
Entering the living room, Sam and Bucky were laughing hysterically at an unamused looking Steve in a dinosaur costume.
"I don't know how you convinced me to do this," he muttered, pinching the bridge of his nose.
"I- oh my god," Sam wheezed, falling back into hysterics once again. He rubbed tears that pricked his eyes. "Buck it's your turn dude." "As fun as this has been, no." "What? C'mon man!" "Nope. I'd rather enjoy the view of Stevie in a Dino costume."
"Buck, I'm on the verge of taking this off and burning it."
"No you're not." "B, c'mon I got you one too!" "I've already got my costume on." "What are you then?" "Me." "Why?" "I like me." "I-"
"The hell's going on here?" Sam snorted, "Unimportant now that you're standing here, Nick Wilde." "Robin Hood," he corrected with a grin, placing his hands on his hips proudly. "My kids picked it out."
A ding sounded, and everyone looked over to the elevator. Rhodes walked out in a space suit.
"Rhodey!" Tony gasped, "You're not wearing the costume I got you!" The man huffed a laugh and rolled his eyes. "I refuse to ever go anywhere in a platypus outfit. Unlike you, I care about how I present myself." "Says the man that just walked into my tower as a tacky astronaut." "First of all, Carol picked it out. Second, you're one to talk, that suit looks like you got it from Peter's tech dumpster behind his apartment-"
"Ok boys, play nice." Natasha walked past them, Yelena at her heels. The two seemed to be dressed normally-
"What're you guys supposed to be?"
Yelena threw her arms around Natasha, grinning. "We are each other!! Look, look-" She slid down, crouching into Natasha's signature fighting position. "I am posing like Tasha! I think I do it way better-" Natasha shoved her lightly, laughing. "Shut up."
An hour flew by quick and with nothing particularly Interesting happening besides Steve tripping over the tail that was attached to his Dino costume. Of course, that had Sam, Bucky, and Tony practically on the floor laughing as the man left to take it off and 'burn it.' Besides that, nothing. And they were all left wondering why Peter had not arrived yet.
"Tones where's Spidey? There's no party if the kid's not here."
"I dunno, I should probably call him," he said, pulling his phone out of his pocket. It was out of character for him to be late to something avengers related.
"Kid, where are you?" "Sorry Mr. Stark! Ned's taking forever on the makeup!" "Peter perfection like this takes time! I'm getting us a win." "I'm doing all the scary stuff though." "Sorry Peter, but there's no way you could scare anyone without my expertise. You should be thanking me-"
Tony scoffed, "Ok lovebirds. See you in the next hour."
"See you!!"
"Wonder what the big scare's gonna be," Steve said, scratching his chin in thought.
"Pretty sure he'll just come in some little party city costume. Maybe I'll pretend for him," he said, waving him off. "I dunno.. I wouldn't underestimate those kids. According to Pete, Ned would do anything for some good Star Wars merch." Tony stared at him for a moment, processing what he was saying. "Nah."
Peter: leaving in a few just doing finishing touches
Tony: 👍k see you soon
"Kid's really going full out, huh." "Apparently. They're taking forever," Tony chuckled. "I'd be intimidated by that if I were you. They're going full out," Rhodey said, eyeing his friend with a grin. Tony waved him off,
"It'll be fi-"
Suddenly, the lights powered off. Tony furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. He looked up to the ceiling, "FRI, sweetheart, be a dear and turn the lights back on, will ya?"
Nothing.
"Ok... what about emergency lights? Can you flick those on?" Again, FRIDAY didn't answer. He then realised how his teammates were quieter than usual. Usually, Steve would be barking orders as if this were something dangerous. "Guys? You're... quieter than usual..." He waved his hand around to see if he could find someone but the action came with no reward. Weird...
"Are you guys actually making me go downstairs and do it myself? God, I have to do everything around here," Tony muttered. He made a beeline towards the elevator but of course, the world was against him and the elevator was down too. "What the hell."
It looked he'd have to wait this out... he decided he was going to just sit on the floor and treat himself to the snacks no one had bothered to touch but his mind still wandered to where everyone else went. Did something happen?
Wait a damn minute.
"That kid," he groaned, stuffing some chips in his mouth. "Pete you can cut this out now it's already boring. Looks like you got everyone else to join in, huh?"
Silence.
As much as he liked hearing himself talk, no one answering was getting pretty annoying.
Tony got up from his spot on the floor and looked down, puzzled at the fog that gathered around him, circling around his legs slowly. "You brought in fog machines? Jeez, you two really wanted these tickets. You're gonna set off the smoke detector," he snickered.
A click sounded and a spotlight appeared across the room, showing a silhouette standing motionless.
"I'm terrified," he deadpanned, an eyebrow raised. Maybe the kid should try out for theatre.
The silhouette stepped into the light, revealing a surprisingly creepy clown.
Tony hates clowns.
The man narrowed his eyes at it. "Alright kid, this has been fun but I'm tired of talking to myself and if you'd be so kind, I'd love for you to take that costume off it's kinda freaking me out-"
Ding.
Peter: we're like 5 minutes away. Sorry that took us so long!
Wait what the fuck who was that then-
The lights flickered off once again, the tower going silent. Tony wasn't scared in the slightest though. It was just Peter. This was just Peter pulling a prank on him, just like he said. Peter couldn't be scar-
The small portion of light flashed back on, the clown inches away his face, with a wide, horrifying smile.
Tony shrieked and stumbled backwards, his heart thumping in his chest at the sudden movement.
"What the fuck," he wheezed, clenching his chest.
The crazed look of the clown was washed away in seconds, an genuine, overjoyed smile replacing it.
"Yeah! I did it!" He whooped, throwing his hands in the air. Ned popped up out of no where and cheered, high-fiving Peter-clown.
"Christ," Tony muttered. "You teleported."
"I'm just sneaky."
"Sure."
The door behind him slammed open, making the man jump and whip around. His teammates walked out, laughing hysterically.
Clint ran over and high-fived the two boys, grinning.
"You were all in on it," Tony exclaimed pointing an accusing finger at the group. How'd they even know he didn't like clowns? The only person that knew was-
"Rhodey! You did this, you traitor!" Rhodey shrugged, "What can I say? You know I love messing with you."
The man narrowed his eyes at his friend. "Snacks are off limits for you. Actually, all of you. I bought 'em, they're mine now." "Wha- No!"
"Still as scary as a puppy Mr. Stark?" Peter said, a proud grin spreading across his face. Tony rolled his eyes, setting a hand on top of his hair. "Yep. You're upgraded to just below a chihuahua." "Chihuahua??" "Yep. Have you seen those things? They act possessed."
"So Mr. Stark, I think you owe us something," Ned said, holding out his hand. "Yeah, yeah," Tony grumbled, slapping tickets in his hand. "There's more by the way. Just find something and let me know."
"Wait- you-you bought these ahead of time? Even though you thought we would loose??" "Yeah... I was gonna give em to you anyway." "Peter your dad is literally the best." Peter blushed and slapped the boy's shoulder gently. "Ned!" He hissed.
Tony chuckled, ruffling the kid's hair.
"You did good kid." "I know."
"Snacks are still mine though-" "Mr. Stark," he whined, "Noo!"
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