🕷Spider-Man And The Avengers Oneshots🕸 {ON HOLD}

Field Trip

Peter's leg bounced as he stared at the clock. In just five minutes, decathalon practice would be over, and he would be free to go home and work on his suit.

"Now, hold on, everyone," Mr. Harrington held up a hand. "I know you're all ready for practice to be over, but I have an announcement to make that I think you'll all be very excited about. Because of our victory at Nationals, I have managed to convince the school to let us go on a field trip!"

The Decathalon team broke into excited murmurs. Field trips were a rare thing for the school, especially for teams.

"Even more exciting," Mr. Harrington himself looked on the edge of his seat as he spoke. "I managed to secure us a tour of the labs in... Stark Industries!"

Chatter broke out, and Mr. Harrington was unable to rein the team back in. He walked around, passing out the permission slips, and let the students talk for the last five minutes.

Peter, however, was not excited. He knew Tony wouldn't do anything while he was there, but he couldn't say the same for the rest of the team. He knew they would leap at the chance to embarass him in front of his friends. It was not helped by the fact that the team was basically his aunts and uncles. He was especially worried about Clint and Wanda, who went out of their way to embarass him just in front of other team members.

"Dude, what even is your life," Ned laughed, as they left the school.

Peter shook his head. "Dude, this is going to be the death of me. I'm going to die. Say your goodbyes now, who knows how long into the trip I'll make it."

"That's a little dramatic," Ned commented. "I'll see you Monday for the trip, alright?"

Peter sighed, and nodded, and he and Ned went their separate ways.

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"Hey, Pete," Tony glanced up from the suit he was working on. "How was school?"

"It was good," Peter said. He hesitated, before speaking again. "Can... can you sign this?"

"What is it?" Tony set the tool he was holding down and headed over to where Peter stood by the door of the lab.

"A permission slip for a field trip," Peter said vaguely. "For Decathalon."
"Where're you going for this field trip?" Tony asked, when Peter wouldn't move his hand from covering the information.

Peter sighed. "Here."

Tony stared at him for a moment, before he burst out laughing. "Oh, Pete, you have the worst luck."

"Yeah, yeah, I know," Peter rolled his eyes. "Can you please just sign this, and... and promise not to tell the others about it?"

"Yeah, sure," Tony, still chuckling, dug a pen out of his pocket and signed the permission slip. "I won't tell the others, but... that doesn't necessarily mean I'll discourage them if they decide they don't want to just hang out up here the whole day."

"I'll take it," Peter shrugged. He shoved the permission slip back into his backpack. "What're you working on?"

"This?" Tony led Peter back over to the suit. "One of the thrusters isn't working as well as the others..."