Yep, definitely Loki's kid.

Chapter 4: The Spiderman Shrine

"What's crackalackin' Mr. M?!? I promise we didn't do anything, no matter what you may have heard!"

"Wait, no, that sounds suspicious and like we did something..." I say mostly to myself.

However, when I burst through the door, finally finishing my speech and finally taking in the scene in front of me I instantly freeze and my eyes go wide.

I force myself to blink a few times, trying to make sure what I am seeing is real. Instead of Mr. Morita sitting in his chair behind his desk, there is Mr. Tony motherfucking Stark, and a very on-edge Mr. Morita is standing in the corner.

"Oh shit..."

At my exclamation, Peter starts to walk up peering over my shoulder.

"Wh- what? What is going on?... oh..." Peter says now looking like he is about to faint.

"Finnley!! Language!!" Mr. Morita scolds with wide panicked eyes.

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... English..." I automatically quietly respond as second nature.

Apparently, this is absolutely hilarious to Mr. Tony motherfucking Stark as he starts laughing so hard that he is practically wheezing.

"Oh my god! Cap will love you!!" he says through his wheezes wiping the tears from his eyes.

Mr. Morita awkwardly shuffles on his feet and the poor man looks like he is about to have a heart attack. "Uuhhh, I'll let you guys talk, I'll just be outside." As he practically runs out the door he shoves Peter all the way in and hastily closes the door behind us.

Mr. Tony motherfucking Stark happily sighs as he wipes away the last of his tears and then speaks up, "Why don't you too have a seat? We have a lot to talk about."

I and Peter quickly look towards each other both silently questioning 'WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO????' but then hesitantly sit down across from him on the other side of the desk.

Clearly Mr. Stark notices our nervous state, "Oh god, please you look like you are going to piss yourselves. I promise you are not in trouble!" he says, chuckling.

I awkwardly laugh and when I look over to Peter I notice that he is not going to be any help with the trance that he seems to be in, so I take over.

"Uuhhh, Mr. Stark? No offense, but what are you doing here?" I try my best not to stutter.

"Do you not remember the test that I sent here earlier this week?" He asks as he leans back into the chair that leans back slightly farther than he was expecting and causes him to panic and flail his arms about and then quickly lean forward trying to play it off as cool.

"Yeah, we remember." I say for both of us as Peter still seems to be completely frozen.

"Did you get your results back?"

"No sir." I respond.

"Well I have them right here." he pauses and takes out some sheets. "Peter, you got 94% and Finnley, you got 100%."

I am very surprised, I thought for sure that I didn't do at least that well. "That's good and all Mr. Stark, but I am sure lots of others did just as well? Why are we special?"

"Kid... Bruce Banner didn't even do that well. He got 92%, and when I took it I got 98%, and I made the damn test!! Heck, Finnley, you even got the impossible question correct!!"

My jaw was practically on the floor at this point. This, however, seemed to finally snap Peter out of his daze and he instantly elbows me in the side and excitedly says "See!! I told you that you would do amazing!!" I glare at him while hissing "Shut up!" through my teeth.