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“I need stockings.” Peter spoke as soon as he walked in the pact house. Tony and Bruce looked at him. “Why they are itchy?” Bruce asked. they were sitting on the couch buried in a pile of papers with 4 open pizza boxes.
“Because my school has a dress code for omegas. I guess they haven’t changed since the 80’s or something because who the fuck wears stockings?” Peter whined.
“As your omega parent I’m supposed to say language but I don’t care if you swear so sit down and tell me about it.” Tony said handing Peter a slice of pizza.
Bruce chuckled. “Dad also has to sign a paper because I back talked Mrs.Johnson today because she hinted that I was dumb by saying she didn’t mind if I needed extra time on my pop quiz.” Peter huffed taking an angry bite off the pizza.
“She sounds like a bitch.” Bruce spoke before grabbing his sprite taking a sip.
“She is!” Peter said his mouth full of pepperoni.
“She even had the nerve to tell me that if I kept my mouth closed Alphas would be swarming to wife me. Like I’m sorry I didn’t realize it was the 1920’s!” Peter whined.
“She said what?” Tony asked sitting up straight. “I get the dress code because schools rarely ever update their handbook but she told you that you’d be the perfect breeder if you learned to be quiet?”
“Yes.” Peter said eyeing Tony.
“Do you happen to know her first name?” Tony asked.
Peter shook his head no, and Tony sighed. “Honey bear!” Tony screamed.
Rhodey came in the living room with Thor, Steve, and Bucky.
Peter’s teacher told him that if he learned to keep his mouth closed alphas would be happy to wife him.” Tony said and Rhodey stood up straight.
“I hope you told her to go to hell.” Rhodey said.
“I didn’t wanna get in anymore trouble. She already wrote me up for ‘back talking’” Peter whispered.
“What happened?” Rhodey Asked.
“She gave us 30 minutes on a quiz and when I was the last one to turn mine in , which I still had 8 minutes left by the way, she told me that she understands if I couldn’t keep up and she wouldn’t mind giving me extra time to complete it.” Peter answered.
“And What Did you say?” Rhodey asked.
“I told her that i was done but because I didn’t smile, I was back talking.” Peter said.
“She sounds like a bitch.” Thor and Bucky spoke at the same time.
“That’s what i said!” Bruce exclaimed.
They are all a pact. There are more alphas omegas and even a few betas but most of them work 9-5 jobs and don’t get home till dinner time. Peter is the only live in pup because Clint and his wife Laura split up seven months prior. Clint only sees his kids on weekends and holidays. And when they are out of school.
“I also need stockings there’s apparently a dress code for omegas and I don’t have any stockings.” Peter said.
“We Can get you some stockings. But we are talking about your teacher right now pup, what’s her name?” Rhodey asked.
“Mrs.Johnson.” Peter spoke and Rhodey nodded pulling out his phone calling the school.
“Hello my name is miss Green, you are calling Midtown high school.” A gentle voice spoke on the phone.
“Hello yes I'm Lieutenant Colonel James Rhodes, my omega pup attends your school his name is Peter Parker. It has been brought to my attention that there is an issue we need to address with a teacher of his. Her name is Mrs.Johnson could I please speak with Principal Morita?” Rhodey asked.
“Yes sir, transferring you now.” She smiled.
It rang a couple of times before the phone got picked up.
“Principal Morita speaking.”
“My name is Lieutenant colonel James Rhodes, my pup attends your school, Peter Parker. He’s an omega. And today he got written up for back talking a teacher, Mrs. Johnson. He explained the situation to me and i have a problem with the way that she is treating my pup.” Rhodey spoke.
“Okay i have an opening at 7:30 a.m. tomorrow morning , will that work for you?” Principal Morita asked.
“Yes that would be perfect, and I’d also like to comment on the dress code for omegas that we were unaware of. Since he has to dress up could we send him to school with his laptop, it’d be easier for him to carry that instead of all those textbooks especially if he has to wear heels. He’s a little clumsy.” Rhodey said.
“Yes that is completely fine it is stated in the handbook that omegas are free to vary digital copies of the textbooks, and are able to take notes and such on their laptops. It makes it easier for everyone because they don’t have to carry so much.” Principal Morita said.
“Okay Thank you We will see you tomorrow morning.” Rhodey said.
“Yes sir. I apologize for the inconvenience have a nice evening.”
"You as well" Rhodey hung up, he didn’t say it was okay because the way that lady is treating omegas is horrible.
“Do you have all your textbooks downloaded on your laptop pup?”
Peter nodded taking a bite of pizza.
“And is your mobile WiFi router good to go?” Rhodey asked.
“Yes sir it’s on the charger.” Peter spoke after chewing his food.
“It’s about to be 3:30, we can make a trip to the mall for stockings and a new handbag. Maybe some new shoes.” Rhodey said.
“How many skirt suits do you have?”
“Like 3.”
“What brand?”
“Um i dont know?” Peter spoke.
Rhodey nodded. “And Some new skirt suits. That stop mid thigh right? No higher than fingers but no lower than mid thigh?”
“Yes .” Peter spoke.
They ended up getting 12 pairs of red bottoms, 12 pair of Michael Kors pumps. 24 skirt suits all matching the shoes , with a matching bag for all of them. They bought every single pair of stockings in Peter’s size. And made a stop at the nail salon. Rhodey's excuse for that was if he had to dress up he wasn’t going to do it half assed, they want an omega student to have to be uncomfortable all day, Peter can make a couple of heads turn too while he’s at it.
The next morning peter woke up and got dressed. He brushed out his fluffy curls before putting a headband on. He picked up His bag and walked to the dining room where everyone was at.
“Your dressed like an actual omega? Did you get in trouble at school?” Clint asked.
“It’s dress code and yes I did actually get in trouble for 'back talking'.” Peter said using his hands to make the air quotes before picking up a bowl of fruit.
“Oh that sucks.” Clint frowned.
"Well welcome to the life of an Omega." Peter grumpily stuck a fork into a pineapple chunk.
"Being an omega isn't really that bad though. Yeah there are a few sexist assholes but that's that." Steve spoke up handing Bucky a bowl of oatmeal. Everyone at the table froze.
"you did no just say that?" Peter asked his voice low and dangerous. "When you leave the house you don't have to worry about being sexually assaulted, you don't have to worry about having to smile through getting told that you cant do this, you don't have to work three times as hard to actually have to achieve something, or when you have a problem with something you aren't considered being 'too emotional' or 'unstable'. you don't have to smile through problems or submit to dumb knot-headed alphas, you don't have to be asked 'what were you wearing' when you get raped or sexually assaulted, you don't have to live worrying about if you slip up or do something that is considered to be ill mannered and lose everything that you've worked so hard for, And you definitely don't have to deal with anyone belittling you or treating you like everything you hear has to be dumbed down."
Peter stood up and looked at his uncle Steve with tears in his eyes, "Nobody really understands the strength that it takes to be an omega unless you are one. You are expected to look and act a certain way and be okay with anything an alpha gives you because your lucky enough an alpha wants to have anything to do with you. No it's not just a few sexist comments and you should be ashamed that you even had to ask that. I apologize for stepping out of line if you'll excuse me I'm gonna go wait in the car I've lost my appetite."