That was so so good! Thank you for writing it! I enjoyed every chapter! It was so well written and so entertaining to read! I'm sad that it's over but I was so good :)

Your fucking disgusting

This was AMAZING!

Well, I cannot believe I've already reached chapter 65 of this wonderful story. Honestly, two days ago I was just randomly flipping through various stories, not really knowing what I wanted to read, when I stumbled upon this one.. what can I say: I'm completely in love with your story and the way you managed to describe Peter's way into Tony Stark's heartand both of them as the brilliant father-son duo that you have created, have managed to worm their way into my own heart as well. Who would have thought? I didn't even know I could enjoy the Avengers as a fandom so much. Thanks so much for this! And now excuse me, I'll have myself a nice evening reading the last chapters and then continue with the other Avengers/Iron Man story you have posted here. Great work!

I like the relationship between tony and peter and your writing but I'm sorry I don't get the spankings. Lol it's just silly to me. No 15-16 yo gets spanked and then immediately laughs with the spanker. It's just weird. Other than that you write well. I guess the spanking is just a fetish that I don't get.

Great story I hope you do more

I'm not one for spanking kids that old, but then again, I would have gotten the spanking out when they were 5-10, so by fifteen they knew better. This was still cute as he'll and Tony's mom really was a champ being able to handle 15yo Tony. Awesome story.

A/N: I kind of feel the need to apologize for how incredibly stupid and reckless I made Peter out to be the last chapter. It was probably OOC for the Peter I've been portraying. I've also noticed that I make him pretty childish, but as I'm certain I said before, I just feel with everything he's gone through, he's feeling needier than is normal for a kid his age. He's been through a lot in the past couple years, and this is just one of the ways he's been dealing with it.

Chapter 32: Overwhelming Fears

Tony's POV:

I watched my kid practically run out of my lab without even a single look to me or Bruce. I was glad, because right now I didn't think I'd be able to hide how furious I was with him. I didn't want to risk saying something I'd regret, so the best course of action was to get him out of my sight. Once he was in the elevator, I let out a heavy sigh as I looked at Bruce. He had bandages on his hands and forearms, and he actually looked angry, which was a rarity.

"I'm so sorry, Bruce," I apologized, "I really never thought he'd do something like this."

"It's not your fault, Tony," he responded, and I noticed how the second the kid was gone, he seemed to relax. "Peter did this all on his own. We were both very clear on why me hulking out was a terrible idea, and he disregarded both our warnings," he spoke in disappointment and frustration.

I ran a hand through my hair. "How much was damaged?" I asked warily, and I groaned internally when Bruce's jaw clenched.

"All my experiments were ruined along with my laptop," he answered, his tone clipped. I looked down, feeling more and more disappointed in my disobedient teen. What the hell had been going through that boy's head?

Bruce sighed, and he seemed to let go of all his anger in that single breath. "It's nothing that can't be replaced," he spoke, his tone now calm. "I'm just glad that I was able to keep from turning into the Hulk. I would never have been able to forgive myself if I hurt Peter."

My heart seized at the mere thought of that happening, and I couldn't help but share his relief.

"Jesus, I can't believe he did this," I stated, my concern for Bruce now morphing into anger towards Peter once more. "What the hell was he thinking?! Potassium in water? I thought he was smarter than this! And, he stole it from school? He acted like a complete idiot!" I exclaimed, rubbing both my hands over my face in frustration.

"I honestly have no idea," Bruce remarked, taking a seat in one of my chairs. "I know you gave me permission to spank him, but I just can't. I'm afraid of letting my anger get the best of me, and I just don't feel comfortable enough to do it," he informed me. "Besides," he added with a slight smile, "I really feel you'll make a bigger impact on him. He was quite petrified about me contacting you."

"I bet he was," I commented with a slight smirk. "He's got to know I'm gonna whoop his ass when I get home. There's no excuse for what he did, and I'm going to make sure I give him a lesson he'll never forget," I declared, my voice deepening in anger.

Bruce just nodded at my words before pinching the bridge of his nose. "I don't envy you," he spoke with a sympathetic look. He knew how much I detested punishing my little spider, but I sure as hell wasn't going to allow him to get away with this. He'd hurt Bruce both physically and mentally. He'd known better, yet he'd pushed anyways. No apologies, pleads, or tears were going to stop me from delivering an effective punishment.

"Is Pepper home?" I asked, and he shook his head.

"She's been getting home around 7 lately," he informed me, and I frowned. She was staying later than usual. I hoped she wasn't overworking herself.

"Alright, I'll call her and let her know what happened. The kid is grounded until further notice. No electronics and no Spiderman. He's confined to his room except for meals and school," I told Bruce, so he'd know what to expect. "If he breaks the grounding, call me or Pepper right away."

He nodded in agreement.

I once more asked him if he was really okay, and he gave me a genuine smile before reassuring me he was just fine.

"Keep me posted on how things are going," I requested. "I'll be home in a day. I've got another meeting I'll attend, and then I'm taking the suit home. The others can take care of themselves for the rest of the meetings."

"You don't have to rush back, Tony," Bruce said. "I doubt Peter will dig himself into any more trouble."

I shook my head at him in disagreement. "You don't know the spiderling like I do, Brucie. That kid knows what he's got coming to him, and when he realizes that I'm on my way home, he'll start to panic. When he panics, he does stupid things."

Bruce's eyebrows rose in surprise before he just shook his head with mild amusement. "It's hard to believe that the same hero that goes out taking down bad guys is the same kid who I saw today. He's just so young sometimes," he mused aloud, and I nodded in agreement.

"Yeah," I spoke with a smile. "Peter won't hesitate to jump into the heat of battle, but when I tell him he's about to get his butt tanned, he turns into a little boy."

Bruce's smile widened, and I was glad to see him looking like himself. I bid my science bro goodbye then, knowing I had to call Pepper before calling the aforementioned little boy.

"Oh, one more thing," Bruce suddenly stated right before I hung up. "Peter was down here with me yesterday, and I went on your computer to show him what I'd found out about his DNA. I left him to check on my experiment, and I left him alone too long, I guess, because I'm pretty sure I caught him looking through some of your files. I don't know what he saw," he informed me, his look apologetic. "I'm sorry," he said. "I should have been watching him more closely."

I waved away his apology, letting him know that Peter wasn't someone who should need to be constantly monitored. When we hung up, I lay back on my bed, wondering what the kid had been looking at. Anger rose up in me again at the invasion of my privacy, but I forced these thoughts out of my head. This would be a conversation for another time. I had to focus on the incident with Bruce now.

I dialed up Pepper now, and she picked up after several rings. We exchanged happy greetings before I let her know what our son had done.

"He did what?!" she shrieked in outrage, causing me to wince. She then went on a rant of how reckless and idiotic the teen's actions had been, and how disappointed she was. I agreed with everything she said. When she finally finished, I informed her that I was grounding the boy, and that I'd be spanking him when I got home.

"Do you want me to handle that?" she asked, and I felt proud of her for being willing to, but I immediately told her, no.

"I appreciate the offer, love, but I think it'd be best if I handled it. He deliberately disobeyed me," I stated, withholding that I felt she'd most likely be too easy on the kid.

"He disobeyed you when it came to Bruce," she countered, "so I'll let you handle that. Stealing from the school, however, I will deal with," she asserted darkly, and I gave my agreement. "That boy is getting the lecture of a lifetime and his butt warmed when I get home," she grumbled angrily, and I didn't fancy being in my boy's shoes.

We exchanged a few more words before I let her know that I still needed to speak with Peter. "I'll be home tomorrow," I added, and she let out a sigh of relief.

"Good," she stated, "Peter tends to make things worse for himself when he has to wait too long. He's no doubt telling himself you're going to kill him," she remarked with some amusement.

I chuckled lightly at how overly dramatic my spiderling could be when in trouble. Obviously, the kid knew I'd never hurt him, but that didn't stop him from blowing things out of proportion when he knew he'd seriously overstepped his boundaries. I just wished he'd recall these feelings before he did something stupid, rather than remembering them afterwards. To be honest, though,he really hadn't repeated any of the events that had led to his previous spankings…not exactly, at least.

After hanging up with Pepper, I allowed myself several minutes to calm myself before dialing Peter's number. I didn't bother with a video call, knowing that he'd only be more nervous about answering if he knew he'd have to look at me. The phone rang and rang, and I frowned in displeasure when I ended up with his voice mail. Instead of leaving him a message, I sent the disobedient spiderling a text.

Peter Benjamin Parker-Stark, I am giving you five minutes to call me. Trust me, you don't want to make your punishment worse than it already is.

I sent the text, feeling satisfied that I'd expressed myself clearly. I just hoped he'd be smart enough to call me because I really, really did not want to add to his punishment. Three minutes went by before I received his call. Good boy, I couldn't help but think in relief as I answered.

"So good of you to call, pal," I greeted, not letting my relief show.

"Hi, Tony," he greeted in that small, guilty voice of his that he always used when he knew he was in big trouble. Not one to beat around the bush, I immediately expressed to him my extreme disappointment in his actions.

"You deliberately disobeyed me," I then stated in anger, "and you deliberately disobeyed Bruce. I really thought you had more sense than this."

"I'm sorry," he apologized, and I could tell that he was, but I wasn't allowing that to sway me.

"This shouldn't come as a surprise, but you've got quite the spanking coming your way, young man, so from now until tomorrow night when I get home, you had better be on your best behavior, do you understand me?" I pressed sternly, internally grimacing at the whimper I heard him give.

"I understand," he said, sounding choked up. Aww, kiddo, I thought sadly, hating myself for being so hard on him.

"You're grounded as well, and I haven't decided how long, but no electronics and no Spiderman," I told him. "You stay in your room, and only come out for meals and school." He groaned loudly in response, but did not argue with me, thankfully. I was relieved that he had enough sense now not to press his luck.

I glanced at my watch, and realized I'd have to finish this call up as I had a meeting to be at in fifteen minutes. "This conversation isn't over, Peter, but I've got to go. Pepper knows about what happened, and she's going to have a chat with regarding your sticky fingers you when she gets home. If you cause her even an ounce of trouble, I swear I'll tan your hide the second I get home," I threatened, and he stammered assurances that he wouldn't. I ended the conversation afterwards, bidding him goodbye. He mumbled his goodbye, and I hung up, burying my head in my hands tiredly. Parenthood was exhausting! And some parents decided to have multiple kids! How the hell did they manage? I only had one, and I'd gotten him at fifteen, but he was giving me grey hairs already!

But, god, did I love that little spider. Despite his antics, and despite how much of a headache he could give me, I loved him so much. He was my kid. Letting out a sigh, I found my anger lessening as I recalled how much I cared for Peter. I thought of all the good times we had together, and I knew being a dad was worth all the tough times.

Peter's POV:

He was coming home tonight. He was coming home tonight. He was coming home tonight. Three hours. That's what Friday had told me. Tony knew better than to tell me things like that, but I could still count on Friday to have my back. Three hours. Three hours.

Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god. No. Nope. He was going to kill me! I paced my room with nervous energy. I knew I'd messed up, but I still couldn't bring myself to man up and just take my punishment. It was times like this that I couldn't believe that I'd take a bullet no problem, but that I'd be reduced to a little crybaby when my dad told me I was getting my butt roasted.

Aaaarrgghhh! I paced back and force more rapidly, knowing that I wasn't helping myself calm down. I was working myself up into more of a state, but I didn't want to face Tony.

Last night had already been terrible when Pepper had gotten home. She'd verbally torn me apart first, and it'd been so hard to take her disappointment. I thought that'd been awful enough, but then she'd spanked me! Tony hadn't told me she was doing that, so it was only his warning that kept me from arguing with her. Pepper had obviously been pissed with me regarding what I did to Bruce, but she'd let me know that her spanking was just for having stolen the potassium from the school. I was very glad she didn't know about everything else I'd stolen, and vowed for her to never find out. Unfortunately, while the spanking absolved me of my thievery, she was still so upset with me for what I did to Bruce, and let me know it. Embarrassingly, I'd cried myself to sleep last night as I hadn't been able to stand how disappointed she still was in me.

I'd yet to see Bruce, and I wondered if he was avoiding me. He was probably still pissed, and I couldn't blame him. I knew he and I were going to need to talk eventually, and I hoped we'd be able to repair our relationship. Things would be awkward and horrible if he never forgave me, and I felt if that happened, then Tony wouldn't be able to forgive me. Would he choose Bruce's side? Would he always be disappointed and angry with me if Bruce was?

I looked at my phone and wished I could call Ned or MJ. They would've been able to help calm me down. I bit my lip as I looked at my window. I knew Friday would tell on me the second I left, but if I left without my suit, then Tony wouldn't be able to find me…at least not quickly. I just needed to calm down. I needed some air. I'd go see Ned and then I'd come back. My heart beat rapidly, and I let out a distressed sound.

"Peter," Friday spoke, "I suggest you take some deep breaths as you are on the verge of panicking," she informed me concernedly.

I gave a noise of acknowledgment, but didn't take her advice. I just looked at my window before coming to what I already knew was a bad decision. Going to the drawer with my Spider man gear, I took out my web shooters and attached them to my wrists. I then told Friday, "Just tell them I needed some air so I could calm down," before I jumped out my widow, immediately shooting my webs and swinging over to the next building, agilely making my way to the ground. I then headed to Ned's house, jumping up to his bedroom in one easy leap, and knocking. He knew it was me, as no one else ever knocked on his outside window. Opening it for me, he threw me a concerned look as he exclaimed, "Jesus, Peter, what the hell are you doing here? I figured you'd be grounded."

"I am," I admitted, "but Tony is going to be home in a couple hours, and I'm freaking out. He's furious, and he's going to tan my hide, like really really bad. Pepper already punished me yesterday, and I'm healed, but Tony's got to be so pissed an disappointed with me. I can't handle that. I know I shouldn't have left home, but I just needed some air so I can calm down. The only place I could think of coming was to your place. I'm sorry," I spoke quickly, my breaths coming out in short gasps.

"Hey, hey, hey, it's cool, Peter," Ned spoke, placing comforting hands on my shoulders as he led me to his bed. "You know I'm always here for you. Now, try and breathe a little slower, alright? You're kind of freaking out, and if you freak out I'm gonna freak out." He allowed me several moments to calm myself down, giving me a concerned look.

I buried my head into my hands, groaning as I told him, "You were right, Ned, I was an idiot."

He shrugged his shoulders as he remarked, "Hey, I gave you the idea for the potassium, and I didn't try and stop you. I even asked you to tell me how everything went as I too was curious as to what the Hulk was like."

"Yeah, but if you'd been in my shoes, you wouldn't have done this," I replied, and he grimaced before nodding.

"So, Tony is on his way home," he remarked, and I nodded my head. "And, did he tell you he was going to punish you like that?"

"Yeah," I answered morosely. "He looked so upset with me, Ned, and I know he's going to punish me really hard. Bruce is practically his brother, and Tony is way overprotective of those he loves. I freaking hurt him, so how do you think Tony is going to react? I wouldn't be surprised if Tony found some way of making sure I wouldn't heal as quickly as I do."

My friend remained silent for a few seconds before saying, "Look, Peter, Tony loves you. Yeah, he's no doubt pissed by what happened, but you've just gotta remind yourself that he really cares about you. The punishment is really going to suck, but once it's done, it's done. I think," he added hesitantly, "that you should just go home and get it over with."

"He already knows by now that I'm gone, so I think I'll stay out a little longer," I spoke dully, and Ned groaned as he looked at me with sympathy.

"Well, you can stay here if you'd like. I won't rat you out," he informed me, and I gave him a grateful smile, already feeling calmer. My calmness only lasted minutes, though, as Ned's phone began to ring. It was Tony. Ned froze, asking me if he should answer it or just let it go to voicemail.

"Answer it," I told him quickly. "He'll be suspicious if you don't."

Ned took in several deep breaths before answering it. "Hey, Tony, what's up?" he asked in confusion.

My enhanced hearing allowed me to hear Tony's response.

"Ned, I'm going to ask you a question, and I want the truth," he stated, his tone holding none of its regular joviality. "Is Peter with you?" Ned looked at me in panic, and I shook my head at him.

He closed his eyes before answering, "No, he's not. Why? What's going on?" he asked, and I mentally applauded his acting skills. I wouldn't have been able to lie so effectively to Tony. There were more seconds of silence than there should have been before Tony once more spoke.

"Are you telling me the truth?" he questioned, his voice serious, but also weary. Ned once more looked at me, and I bit my lip, holding my hand out for the phone. He looked extremely relieved as he handed it to me.

"I'm here," I spoke timidly into the phone, and I received a heavy sigh of relief in response.

"Friday said you needed some air to calm down," he said, his voice not revealing his emotions. "Are you sufficiently calmed?"

"Not really," I admitted in a small voice.

"Will you come back by the time I get home?" he then asked, and I rapidly thought over the question, knowing that I wouldn't be able to bring myself to go back home to face his disappointment and anger.

"You're really angry, so I'll come back when you're calm," I informed him, side-stepping his question.

"I am angry," he acknowledged, "but I'd never punish you when angry. You should know that by now."

I knew he was telling the truth, but I still didn't want to go back. "I'm really sorry about what happened, Tony, I swear I am. I don't think"—

"It's not up to you, pal," he interjected in a firm yet gentle tone. "You've got a spanking coming your way, and it'll be easier on you if you come home on your own. Making me have to hunt you down isn't helping you out."

I knew that, but I couldn't stop myself from feeling an overwhelming childish fear. I absolutely hated facing his disappointment, and I hated getting spanked. It was so humiliating and it hurt.

"Peter,"—

I hung up the phone and then turned it off, so Tony wouldn't be able to call back. Ned's eyes widened when I told him I'd hung up on Tony.

"Peter, come on, just go home," he insisted. "Parents don't like it when you hang up on them and continuously disobey them. What's going on, dude? You've been punished by him before, and you've been fine every time. Talk to me."

I swallowed, fighting back an upsurge of emotion at his question. "I don't know how he can keep

This story is one of my favorites of Peter Parker and Tony Stark as father and son. It was sooo good! You should write another one but where Peter is like 10 or something like that and Tony is his dad (parental discipline included.) I would love that.

What do you mean it's not perfect? You totally nailed EVERYONE's personalitie. This is actually incredible! Just... wow...

Awwww! I’m in Starbucks and just finished the story. I had to work hard to not shed tears when I was reading Rhody’s speech! Haha it would’ve been fairly embarrassing since they’re in the middle of the morning rush. Anyhow, Phoenixhp5, thanks so much for writing this wonderful story and sharing it with the fanfic community! Bravo

Too funny! First, Amanda treats Tony as a stand-in for Peter, really lecturing him to the point that he has to remind her he isn’t the one in trouble. Then when he started questioning Friday about the videos and her response was “...you asked me to stop informing you of every time Peter is mentioned or shown in the media as it tended to infuriate you,” I was rofl!

I love this story! It is so good that Amanda is there to support Peter in a way that nobody else could. On that note, I’m wondering about Pepper. Is the an only child? Are her parents alive or does she have anyone else? She is a really good person, so I’m sure she must have a few friends that she’s known for a long time. I’d like to learn a bit about that. Of course, the story is already complete but my fingers are crossed that there will be more.

Side note..I haven’t read any other reviews, but a lot of the content is cut off in this chapter (59). Is there a way to view it so that it is al viewable?

Awwww...sweet! I’m happy that Anthony is now a member of the family. I wonder if he will ever get into the lab. Fun to think about

I had to laugh when Bruce asked if Tony had considered sending Peter to a therapist. It’s as if he read my mind!