Family?

                                    

                                          
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Tony's POV:
                          
I sat with the sleeping teen for god knows how long when FRIDAY grabbed my attention. 
                          
"Mr. Stark, An unidentified man and women are in the lobby, and are asking for you." 
                          
"Ok FRI, tell them I'll be a minute." I spoke to the IA. 
                          
With that, I gently lifted Peter in my arms, and moved him into the bedroom (where he would have stayed if he became and avenger.) "All in good time," I thought in my head as I laid him down on the queen-sized mattress.
                          
I quietly left the room and made my way towards the lobby. 
                          
"Hey FRIDAY?"
                          
"Yes Tony?"
                          
"Who are these people?"
                          
"Like I mentioned before, they are unidentified, would you like me to do an Analysis scan on them?" 
                          
"Sure FRI." I responded. I was getting irritated with these strangers, because I literally would rather do anything else right know than talk to some random person. 
                          
"Scan complete, they are a young married couple, named Alice and Josh Cooper. They are distant relatives of Mr. Parker." The IA responded
                          
I was in complete shock. I didn't know the kid had other relatives. I didn't know if the kid new he had other relatives. 
                          
To be quite honest, I was a little upset. 
                          
Upset that they never mentioned themselves to Peter. Unless they have, and Peter never told me... wait, why would he do that? And he's an awful lier, so I should have been able to tell if he was lying. And if they were relatives, why didn't I see them in any family pictures. (Let's just say that Tony did his research, when recruiting him for Civil War.) 
                          
All of these thoughts stopped as I heard the elevator door open. 
                          
Right away, I spotted the couple. The lady was quite plump, and had a ton of makeup on. The man way tall and slim, with a baseball cap and an unshaven beard.
                          
Before I could say anything, the women reached her had out and introduced herself. 
                          
"Omg omg!! Your Tony Stark! Wow!!! I can't believe our little Pedro got the honor of staying with you!!!" My name is Alice. Oh wow this place is so well kept!" The women continued to ramble on.
                          
"Ummm, yeah hi, if you don't mind me asking, why are you in my tower?" I asked, coming off harsher than intended.
                          
This time the man spoke. "Well I guess that's a good question.... ummm where uh here to pick up our nephew, Peter Parker. The man replied answering my question. 
                          
Something was off about them, but I couldn't put my finger on it. 
                          
"I didn't know Peter had any other living relatives. How come you guys were never mentioned by Peter or his aunt?" 
                          
I man was about to answer the question, but his wife rudely cut him off. "Oh well that's simple, you see, I am Mays stepsister. We never got along well during our childhood. So we've kept our distance. I guess May never mentioned me because of our past family flaws.  She said with a smug look, that made me feel uneasy. 
                          
"That reminds me, Here are the custody papers. See we've already got them signed by the child services."
                          
At this point, I realized I haven't even thought about where Peter was gonna live. I just assumed he would want to live in the compound with the rest of the avengers. I felt my heart sunk at the thought of him with a different family. 
                          
"Umm, Mr. Stark, we would like to see our kid now if you don't mind." This automatically snapped me out of my previous thoughts. 
                          
If you "don't mind," I would like to talk to the kid first. By the way, who says he's your kid. I mean, he hasn't even met you guys yet. I spat. 
                          
I could tell the women was outraged. (Ok guys, try to imagine this lady as Umbrige from Harry Potter. :) 
                          
She was about to say something, when her husband interjected, pulling her into a tight side hug, without breaking eye contact with me. 
                          
"No of course Mr. Stark! Take your time talking to Peter, well just be waiting in here."
                          
Without hesitation, I harshly spun around and stepped into the the elevator. 
                          
"FRIDAY, take me to Peters room."
                          
Peters POV: 
                          
I woke up to find myself in a really big bedroom. I had a MASSIVE fat-screen tv, with an Xbox, a bathroom (that looked more like a spa) and my favorite perk, which was a large window that allowed me quick and easy access into the compound when I was Spider-Man. 
                          
I sat on my bed for a while just taking in the rooms glory. I then found my self struggling at the idea of what to do first. "Should I play a round of Mario cart, or should I take a shower?" 
                          
I decided to take a shower in the end, cause I haven't taken one sense Mays passing. "Oh yeah..." I thought out loud as hot tears rolled down my face. I whipped them on my shirt sleeve, and that's when I noticed the cast-and-sling on my arm
                          
"ARG!!! Great, just great! I have this STUPID cast on my arm, preventing me from doing, basically EVERYTHING!!! That's just lovely." 
                          
"This week just keeps getting better and better." I spat as I got undressed, and hopped into the shower.
                          
The warm water was really helping my anger subside, and was quite enjoyable.
                          
Once I got out of the shower, I put some fresh clothes on, and scrolled through my latest texts. They were mostly from Mj and Ned
                          
GuyInTheChair: OMG Peter! I herd about your aunt, IM SOOO SORRY!!!
                          
GuyInTheChair: If you need to talk I'm here!!
                          
GuyInTheChair: Bro, you haven't responded for the past 2 days, are you ok?
                          
RoastingGoddess: Hey Peter, I'm am really sorry about your aunt, if you need someone to talk to, you can always count on me and Ned
                          
I scrolled through the texts, and I suddenly felt compassion for my friends. "Gosh, I didn't deserve them." I gave a light-hearted smile, and one tear ran down my check. 
                          
"Hey kid, can I come in?" 
                          
I could easily tell it was Mr. Stark. I quickly wiped away the single tear, and told him to come in. 
                          
"Sooo, Er kid?" Mr. Stark said, in a serious tone. He sat on the edge of the bed next to me. "If you had any living relatives, you would tell me right?" 
                          
I looked at my idol in confusion, and quickly responded with a yes. 
                          
Before he could say anything else, I started talking.
                          
"Look Mr. Stark, I really don't want to get into the whole May thing right now, I mean I'm still really tired, and it don't want it to get all sappy, and oh god  I'm a mess...." l rambled as my voice began to break.
                          
"Kid, it's ok to be upset still, no ones judging you. Infact, I'd be more worried if it didn't grieve." 
                          
"Actually, I wanted to tell you something. You have two well, interesting people that would like to meet you."
                          
A/N: WOOP! Another chapter done!!!!Thanks again for reading my story :)