The schooltrip - part 5

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They arrived at Bruce's lab and Peter threw his backpack in the corner.
"Let's get it over with.", he said and started to look for the components that they'd need.

"What's wrong, Kid?", Tony asked, he sounded worried, "You don't seem too excited about the break from your class."

"Please, don't get me wrong. I'm very grateful for that but I just wish this day was already over. I can't stand this hiding anymore. It's alright in school 'cause I just had to tell them that I live with an adoptive family now and that's it. Ned and Mj know anyways and all the other people don't really matter to me. But here I'm constantly scared that someone will say something that blows the whole thing up or that I do something that's letting them figure it out."

"I'm sorry kid I didn't know you felt that way."

"I'm just tired. That's all."

"What happened to your face by the way?", Bruce asked.

Peter froze.
'Oh no! The bruises are showing!'
Peter put on his hood and stormed out the door.

"Peter!", Tony yelled and went to follow him but Peter was faster and already in the lift.

"Sh*t! Sh*t! Sh*t!", Peter cursed and searched for his smartphone in his backpack. When he finally found it he turned on the face camera and looked at himself. Big blue and purple bruises covered his cheek and part of his eye.
"How am I supposed to explain this?", he asked himself.
He let his head rest in his hands for a few moments until the doors opened and he got out.

He was at the cafeteria were he hoped to find his class. And he was lucky. He saw Ned and Mj at a table a little aside from the others. He crossed the room and sat next to them.

"Hey Pet- Ouuh", Ned crunched his nose when he saw Peters bruised face.

"Oh my god, Peter!", Mj touched his face gently and stroke his hair out of his face.

"Did Mr. Stark see that?", Ned whispered as if nobody was supposed to know that he was back which was probably for the better.

"Yeah, but before he could say anything to it I was out of the door and back in the lift.", Peter sighed and let his head sink on the table, "He's gonna be furious."

"Yeah, with Flash when he finds out.", Mj said.

"Oh shoot.", Peter cursed.
But before he could think about all the horrible things Mr. Stark would do to Flash their tour guide Monica called the class.

"Please come back to me. We're gonna take another break later."

Everybody got up from their seats and met around Monica.

"So you already saw the labs so now we're gonna go to-"

But before she could finish the sentence an awful familiar voice came through the speakers: "Peter Benjamin Parker. Where are you?"

"Oh no.", he moaned.
He called him by his full name that couldn't be a good sign. The second Peter tried to think about anything he could do to avoid Mr. Stark, the lift opened and Iron man himself stepped out.

"There you are!", he shouted and everybody's heads turned.

"Mr. Stark... I... I can explain.", Peter stuttered.

"What? Why you have bruises all over your face or why you don't wanna tell me about it?", he contered.

"I... I...", Peter couldn't think of any good excuse for what happened.

"What? I'm listening?"

"Mr. Stark, this isn't Peters fault.", Ned interfered.

"Ned! No!", Peter yelled.

"No Peter! He's right.", Mj agreed with him, "You can't keep it a secret forever."

"Kid, what is going on here?", Tony wanted to know.

"Peter's getting bullied.", Ned said.

"What?", Tony asked in disbelieve.
Peters head sank to his chest.

"Yes, it's true.", Mj said, "He's getting bullied and today this person punched him in the face for the first time."

"Who?", Mr. Stark simply asked, "WHO?!"

Nobody answered.
"Is it one of you?", he asked pointing at Peters class, "If one of you just looked at him weirdly I'm gonna make sure you never find a good college or a job."

"Mr. Stark! Stop!", Peter shouted.

"Why? Why did you never tell me? We know each other for years and see each other everyday. Why didn't you tell me?"

"Because of this!", Peter screamed, "You don't even know what you're doing right now. It's like you're blind and your only purpose is to protect me. But, BIG NEWS! I don't need protection! I can take care of myself!"

"Obviously you can't.", he said pointing at Peters bruises.

"You think I couldn't have stopped him if I wanted to? You think I couldn't stop a little kid from punching me? That's not the point! The point is that when he isn't bullying me he is going to bully someone else and I can't let that happen."

"Why not?!"

"Because I know what it feels like! I got bullied long before I met you, long before Uncle Ben died. I couldn't defend myself back then but when I suddenly could I realised I shouldn't. Because then he'd move on to another poor kid who couldn't take the punches and the teasing as well as I could."

Tony stared at him for a few seconds, not saying anything.
"I'm sorry, Kid. I'm proud of you.", he whispered eventually and hugged him.

Peter was a little perplexed but returned the hug soon.

After a few moments Mr. Stark let go of him and said: "No matter how proud I am, I have to know who this kid is."

"No."

"Peter!"

"No I really thought about it and I think it's for the better if he gets a second chance. Everybody deserves that. You even gave Mr. Barnes one."

Tony sighed.
"Okay, Kid. As you wish.", Tony smiled at him, "But the schooltrip is over for you."

"Oh thank god."

"Wait!", Mrs. Bell interfered, "You can't just take him with you I've got supervision."

"Oh, that's fine.", Peter said, "He's my Dad."

Okay, this is the last part of the schooltrip story. It got longer then I had originally planned but I really like how it turned out. I didn't want to make one of this mainstream schooltrip storys. Not that I wouldn't like them. I LOVE them. I mean they inspired me to write this but I thought it was kinda unrealistic that they wouldn't even try to hide Peters true identity in most of these storys.

Let me know in the comments if you liked it too and I hope you're all having an amazing day.
If not call someone you love and tell them you love 'em.
Bye bye😊😘🌹

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