Tom Holland/Peter Parker Imagines

Peter Parker- The intervention

TONY
Something needs to be done. We need to stop her before she ends up in the wrong hands. Don't get me wrong, she wants to be a hero and she definitely has the power to be a hero, but she's still too immature, and the more she defies me and the rest of the Avengers, the more likely she is to end up like Bucky.

"Is Y/N around?" I asked as Nat walked toward the training room.

"No. Her and Peter are out on patrol. Why?" Nat spoke, confused.

"Team meeting, now. Whether you include Peter or not, that's your choice, but Y/N is not coming to the meeting." I spoke, walking off.

Within the hour, every Avenger, past and present, were in the meeting room, Y/N in the training room unaware of what was happening.

"Tony, what's going on? Why have you called us in here?" Bruce asked, confused.

"It's time for an intervention, for Y/N. She's too powerful for her own good. She needs to understand that if she keeps doing what she's doing, she's going to end up in the wrong hands or worse, killed." I explained, some of the Avengers seeming to agree.

"If we give her an intervention, I think it's Peter that needs to talk to her." Steve suggested.

"What? Why me?!" Peter asked, almost complaining.

"Because, Parker. She's more likely to listen to a close friend over a bunch of controlling adults." Clint laughed.

"Hey, we are not controlling! We are simply setting safe and responsible boundaries." I objected his explanation.

"You know I'm right, Tony." Clint raised his eyebrows.

"Anyway! When is this...intervention happening?" Nat asked, standing up.

"As soon as Y/N's training is finished." I announced, checking the camera.
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Y/N
Training was easy as pie. Using your super-human abilities, all simulated enemies were down and gone before the timer sounded. You wished that Peter, or even Tony had seen it.

"Peter!" You yelled, hoping that he'd come in and watch you beat your score.

"Hey, Y/N. Can we talk?" Peter asked, pulling you out of the training room.

"Can we make this talk quick? I need to beat my score so I can rub it in Tony's face!" You laughed, following Peter to one of the multiple interrogation rooms.

"I'll try." Peter smiled, sitting down opposite you. You were confused. You had never come into one of these interrogation rooms before.

"So, what do you need to talk about?" You asked, leaning back.

"There is no easy way to say this...but this is an intervention..." Peter admitted.

"An intervention? For what?" You asked, almost unable to stop chuckling.

"For you. Tony believes that you're one wrong move or bad decision away from being captured, or even killed." Peter spoke, trying not to look at you.

"Are you freaking serious? He distrusts me that much?!" You were upset. You thought that Tony trusted you enough to become a good hero. Every time he had a tip or a little bit of advice, you took it and applied it to your training so you could be to his standard.

"It's not that he distrusts you, it's that he worries about you. He fears that you might get yourself into trouble that you can't get out of." Peter elaborated.

"He's been a hero for what...5-10 years? I've been a super-human since I was 5. I think he's the one that people should be worried about." You rolled your eyes as Peter sighed.

"I mean seriously! He's a billionaire, sure. But in reality, he's just a trigger happy man-child who isn't afraid to mess shit up!" You looked at Peter, who sighed in defeat.

"That may be true, but like me, you're under the age of 18, and because of that, Tony is acting like you're his child, which means he's going to be a little controlling." Peter smiled, hoping to calm you down.

"Well guess what. If he wants to control me, it's going to take more than a shitty intervention to stop me." You flipped the metal table that had been tightly sealed to the floor.

TONY
Seeing Y/N storm out of the interrogation room, I watched as Peter out after her, looking defeated.

"She flipped the metal table, didn't she?" I asked, already knowing the answer.

"Yes...yes she did." Peter nodded, sighing.

"She's a wild child, Tony. Did you really expect her to listen?" Nat asked as she walked by, a smile plastered on her face.