Make Me~an MLBxMarvel Crossover

Tony's P.O.V.

I had been finding out more information about the french class, along with smoothing out the plans for the class, when Friday informed me that the plane had left. Not even thirty minuted later I recieved an email from the class president.
I groaned and opened it up, expecting it to be the usual spiel of updates. So. Imagine. My. Surprise. When it was the exact opposite.

Dear Mr. Stark,
I regret to inform you that I have missed the Flight from Paris to New York, and have been currently been put on standby for later flights, but those flights are apparently full. Due to some communication errors, the bus I had reserved to pick us all up at our houses did not pick me up. I had not known that, so I had waited outside of my house for about forty-five minutes. My parents had already left at the same time as I had gotten up to go to a baking competition, so they could not help take me to the airport. Thankfully, I was able to get to the airport in time, or at least I had thought. As security was checking my baggage, I was informed that the flight had left ten minutes prior to my arrival, about twenty minutes before scheduled.
Now, I am asking if you possibly know anyone that can get me to New York. But please dont worry aboout it too much, as I have realized that there is a very low chance that you can do something like this at such a short notice, even with who you are. If you cannot, I completely understand, but than all that is required is sending it to the teacher, as she will now need to know all of the plans that we had arranged. Thank you in advance for your time.
Marinette Dupain-Cheng

I stood there shocked for about nine seconds before springing into action. Promptly emailing her my personal number, I told Friday that I would be handling this, but stay on standby in case I needed her.
She called me and I wasted no time telling her the bad news in French. "Alright kid, so heres the deal. I dont have a plane in france right now." I could hear the apolegetic tone I had taken.
Even over the phone I could hear the forced cheerfullness she attempted to have. "Oh, okay. Then dont worry about it. You'll just need to email my teacher the details of the trip and-"
I frowned, hearing the lowered level of her voice along with the slight rasp, like she had a sore throat. I was momentarily caught up in my thoughts before I realized both what she said and her email said. "Wait a minute, are you saying youre teacher doesnt know the plans for the trip?" I asked incredulously.
"Well, no, she doesn't, only my friends know a little bit about it, but not really much." I heard the slight hesitation and nervousness in her voice before I realized that although she seemed nevous about my reaction, it didnt seem like this was an unusual thing, in fact, it sounded as if this was a common occurrence.
I had gone silent for a few seconds before shouting, "FRIDAY!"
I tossed the phone down, momentarily forgotten as I shouted orders at her.
"I want project moving to be sent to the girl, along with a suit she could use suited for long distances. Friday, you will be controlling the suit on where to go, so prepare for that." I continued shouting out orders. I was loud enough that Pepper came and checked up on me, but I waved her off.
I'll tell her later, that will definitely be a project she need to work on.
I was finishing up the preparations before I realized I was still that I had completely tossed aside the kid and phone. I quickly picked up the phone out of breath.
"Alright kid, so you are absolutely coming here, in what will be the coolest way ever. I currently have two suits coming for you. One will be a suit for you to fly in, and the other will be holding all of your stuff. So what I need you to do is go outside and wait for five minutes while it comes to you. The suit will connect with your phone, thanks to Friday, my A.I., and you just need to tell her what you want to send and to who and she will do it. Do you understand?"
Even as she stuttered out a yes, I could tell that she had been patiently waiting and not the least bit annoyed. She than told me she needed to verify with her parents, but it wouldnt be to hard to let her use the suits. What she said had me scratching my head after she hung up.
"I just need to check in with my parents and make sure that this is okay, though that shouldnt be to hard considering what I do everyday." She then chuckled as if it was an inside joke before hanging up.
When Friday told me the packages had safely arrived in front of Marinette, I heard her call me again. I then proceeded to instruct her on what to do.
I was told by Friday that she had opened Mopms.
My Own Personal Moving Squad.
"Alright, now, turn on your phones bluetooth, and then put it with your other stuff." Friday informed me she had correctly opened it up and had put all of her stuff into it.
"Now, press the other ones button, and turn your back to it."
She complied and the suit covered her completely.
Over the next five minutes I let Marinette get used to the suit, and quickly told Pepper all that Marinette had told me, and what I had gathered from speaking with her. I told Pepper that she needed to do some research on that French class, the teacher, and obviously the principle for letting this happen.
I mean seriously. They are literally called the Akuma class. All but her and that famous model kid, Agreste, have been akumatized.
So once Friday informed me she was done with that, I asked her the question I had been wanting to ask.
"What happened to your voice? I heard your voice in the video you sent me, and it didnt sound like that."
Apparently, she had gone stiff as a plank, something Friday picked up on and told me. "Sir, her heart rate has sped up exponentially. Would you like me to run a physical diagnosis?"
She squeeked out a pathetic protest but I had already confirmed it.
From my watch, a blue holographic form.of the girl apeared anout two feet tall.
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