IrondadxSpiderson - short stories

The schooltrip - part 3

When Peters alarm went off he groaned in annoyance and put it off as fast as his sleepy hand could reach it.
Today was the day.
The schooltrip.
If anything went wrong all of his classmates maybe even the whole world could find out that he was Tony Starks son and what would be even worse that he was Spiderman. Peter tried not to think about that and got himself out of bed. He took a quick shower, brushed his teeth and then changed to a jeans, a t-shirt and a sweat jacket then he went down for breakfast.

"Morning, Kiddo.", Mr. Stark mumbled into his coffeecup.
He looked like he just had a few hours of sleep, what was most likely true and would probably go back to bed after making Peter breakfast.

"Morning, Mr. Stark."

The billionaire cleared his throat and looked at him sternly.

"Ugh. Sorry. Tony."

Tony nodded satisfied and started to boil three eggs.
"Are you nervous?", he asked.

"Yeah, kinda.", Peter replied, "I mean here is a lot at stake today."

"Don't worry, Kid everything will be going fine."

"Thanks."

Tony smiled and got Peter the bread and cheese out of the fridge so he could make himself a sandwich.
"Where is Nat by the way?", Peter asked.

The master assassin normally drove him to school every morning and usually she was already waiting for him in the kitchen.

"I don't know. I haven't seen her.", Tony said, "Maybe she forgot."

"I'll go look for her."
Peter stood up and went to the little stairs that went up to the bedrooms. He walked down the hallway and stopped in front of Nats door. He knocked. No answer. He knocked again, a little louder this time and he could hear an annoyed groan from the other side. He opened the door a crack and looked through.
The redhead laid in her bed still sleeping. Peter opened the door completely and walked to the bed.
"Nat!"

"Ugh. Le' me slee'."

"Nat! You're supposed to bring me to school."

"Huh? Isn't it Sunday?", she asked eyes still closed.

"No, it's Thursday. Go get up. I'm gonna be late."

"Yeah, alright alright. I'm up!"

"Good. I'll wait in the kitchen."
Peter left her room and went back to Tony.

"Is she awake?", his mentor asked.

"Well, now she is."

Tony chuckled and got the eggs out of the water. Peter began to make himself a sandwich and eat. Tony gave him all three eggs after he was done with his sandwich and Peter ate them in superspeed.

After a while Natasha came down, still sleepy but in pants and hoodie. She got herself a coffee and sat next to Peter at the bar counter.

"Okay, I'm going back to bed.", Tony announced.

"Lucky you.", Nat grumbled.

"Thank you, Tony."

Tony waved and then he was gone.

"Since when do you call him Tony?", Nat asked while sipping her coffee.

"Well, he practically forced me to. I probably wouldn't have done it by my own idea."

"I think it's good that you call him that. I mean, he's technically your dad."

Peters eyes widened.
Dad?!

"Anyway, we have to go.", Nat drunk the last sip of coffee and went to the lift,
" 'you coming?"

Peter snapped out of his trance and followed Nat.