▪︎4▪︎The Tour (FT2)

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Second part to Permission slip.

This is where shot gose down boys, btw the picture above is how I've drawn Jacky in the dark room they kept him in.

Anyway

Tw; Flash being a dick, "language."

                       ▪︎Peter's POV▪︎

Today was the day of the trip to SI. I dreaded today, as everyone gave in their slips and were excited to go. Flash's taunting got 10 times worse. We were currently getting onto the generic yellow bus, everyone was packed in. Need, MJ and I all sat at the back, Bed was bouncing in excitement, even MJ seemed a bit excited.

As we were driving there, I hear Flash walking towards me at, at the back of the bus. "Hey Penis, ready for me to get the internship? Because you definitely won't be getting it because of how stupid yo-" Before Flash could finish, MJ butted in, "Says the one who got a 26% on the science exam." Flashed scoffed, before going back to his seat at the front, glaring daggers at my head.

~Ten Minutes Later~

                           ︎▪︎Third POV▪︎

The bus slowly came to a stop infront of the huge tower, also know as Stark Tower, where the Avengers themselves were. The whole bus erupted into a chorus of 'oooos' and 'wooooahs'. Before the teacher spoke up and shushed the class, "now class, from where we exit this bus, be on your best behaviour, its the schools reputation on the line." There was a loud mutter of 'yes sir's' in the bus.

As the kids quickly stammered out of the bus, Peter, Ned and MJ stayed at the back, after being pushed back from the rest of the 21 kids in their class trying to get as close to the tower as they could without getting into trouble. When everyone was out of the bus, the group started to head inside. Mr.Fenn going up to the reception desk, "Midtown high fir 9:30 all day tour." The lady at the reception desk looked up with a smile, "welcome, I'll get a tour guide for you."

The teacher nodded, before a young lady came out of an elevator holding a box full of little cards attached to a neck band;(y'know, these things)

The teacher nodded, before a young lady came out of an elevator holding a box full of little cards attached to a neck band;(y'know, these things)

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She walked over to the group, with a warm, happy smile. "Welcome Midtown High, my name is Lauren and I'll be your tour guide for today. Come here and get your level 1 cards." She said, handing out the cards. "What are the different levels?" A student asked, "very good question, there's 10 levels. Pink is for level 1 and 2, it's for one time visitors and tour groups, green is for 3 and 4, its for cleaning services, tour guides, press and lower interns, blue is for 5, 6 and 7 its for medics and higher inters, orange if for level 8, for Happy Hogan, red is for level 9, for Avengers family and for Avengers that don't live here, and finally, for level 10, it's for the Avengers and Ms.Potts, they get custom cards made."

The class nodded as they all received their cards and put them around their necks, "make sure the cards are visible, our head of security if very strict on seeing them." Lauren said, leading the group to the scanner, walking through and scanning her card. "Casey, Lauren. Level 4. No unauthorised items." The class was shocked at the voice, as the guide explained what FRIDAY was. And of course, when it was time for the class to scan, Flash had to go first. "Thompson, Eugene. Level 1. No unauthorised items."

                         ▪︎Peter's POV▪︎
As the rest of the class scanned, it was about 10 minutes before I had to scan, so I did. "Parker, Peter. Level 1." As I walked through, I realised that it didn't say 'no unauthorised items' like it dud for everyone else. Yet nobody seemed to notice. As the tour went on  we visited the interns labs, and were able to talk to spme of the interns and help them with their projects.

After a few minutes, the tour guide spoke up, "as you know, this trip might be the opportunity of a lifetime, able to take on an internship here." The class all huddle around the tour guide in a tight donut, listening to her. "So for that, you all will be designing your own project and when your done, it'll be scanned and sent to Mr.Stark himself." Fkash glared at me, making a 'your dead' motion with his hand at his neck, I obviously ignored him, or tried to.

A half hour passes by as the class were working on their projects, I worked on an AI, that I could in the lens of glasses, and I decided to call the AI KAREN. Soon enough majority of the class was done. Put projects were put on a table and scanned, the holographic 3D models being sent up to Mr.Srark for him to look at.

                           ▪︎Tony's POV▪︎
A bunch of holographic models showed up infront of me while I sat at my desk in my office, slowly going through every model that was sent up. But only one caught my eye, it were glasses, set to have an AI made into the glass lens'. "FRIDAY, who made this?" I asked FRIDAY, who showed more information on the boy whos protect it was. "It was made by Peter Parker sir, he also has something else on him." The AI spoke, and then i realized. "Wait, what other thing dise he have on him?" FRIDAY did a scan, before showing the Web-shootwrs, that were hidden under the hoodie the boy wore.

"It seems he has the same web teck similar to Spiderman's." I looked at the 3d model of the shooters that FRIDAY showed. "Bring him up, please FRIDAY." "Will do, sir." A minute went by, while I still looked at the web teck. The elevator dinged, and out came a nervous looking boy, brown curly hair, Hazel eyes, wearing a hoodie. I looked up from my desk, motioning the boy over. He reluctantly did.

"Well, Parker, seems like you've done something to impress me." I said, genuinely impressed that a 14 year old programmed and designed an AI, including web teck. "M-mr.Stark there must've b-been a mistake, I'd n-never make something impressive e-enough." Poor boy, he seemed upset at the fact. I felt a slight bit of guilt at the bottom of my heart. I pushed the hologram of the glasses and the web tech closer to him.

"You made those?" I asked, in return I got a nod. Just before the boy broke down crying, I quickly jumped up and walked over to comfort the teenager. I'm not a big hug person, but I gently did hug the boy to comfort him. He jumped back slightly, but started crying into my shoulder as I hugged him, I didn't know what to do or say next...

Get cliffhanged, lol, sorry qwq

This chapter has been quiet long, so I hope you enjoyed!

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