field trip- with a twist

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A/N this is a normal field trip oneshot except its in the tour guides POV

"There are three groups scheduled for a tour today, why do I get the kids?" I ask miserably. Now, it may seem a little dramatic but trust me, I'm not.

"Because a school is coming and we need a tour guide for them. You arrived last, you get the kids." The receptionist opens a drawer and takes out a small box with a paper attached to it. "Here are the badges and the list of students coming. On the bright side, it's only the Academic Decathlon team, so that's less kids for you to worry about."

I sigh and take the box from the receptionist's outstretched hands, already suffering for the day ahead.

Ignoring my feelings, I head over to the pre-agreed meeting point and wait for only a couple of minutes until a small group approaches me. There are nine kids and one teacher, which relaxes me a bit. But they are still kids, I don't understand why they would even be allowed to tour Stark Industries.

"Are you Andy Jackson?" The teacher asks and I nod. "Roger Harrington, it's a pleasure." He sticks out his hand and I shake it, trying not to show my misery so much.

Okay maybe I wasn't trying so hard.

Anyway, Harrington then turns around and faces his students, "I remind you to behave accordingly, as you are here to represent the school in front of a very important and prestigious company with great job opportunities once you're in collage." As he says that last part, he gives a side-glance to one of the kids, who stands out for looking unusually nervous in between all his awe-struck teammates.

While Mr. Harrington continues giving the typical lecture, the boy from before walks away from his group and towards me.

"Hey," I say.

"Hi," he greets back and fiddles with his backpack's strings, "I have a question... What do these scanners show?" The question strikes me as weird, but I ignore it and reply either way.

"Name, clearance and whether or not you have dangerous stuff with you." At this, the boy gets even more nervous, but he thanks me before going back to the group. I stare at him in suspicion, trying to figure out what he's hiding, because it's undoubtable that he is, in fact, hiding something. My first thought is that he has a weapon in him, so I decide to keep an eye on him until we go through security.

The teacher finally finishes his seemingly endless speech and directs the nine kids to me.

"I'm Andy Jackson and I'll be your guide for today's tour through the headquarter of Stark Industries. I'll ask you to please stay with the group at all times and ask for permission before touching anything," I say. "Now I'll do rollcall and hand out badges that will allow you to enter the tower. Any questions before we start?" Two people put up their hands and I call on a girl with brunette hair at the back.

"What will we get to see?" It's obvious she wants me to say we'll see the Avengers, but we will not. They may live here at the tower, but the living quarters are at the very top and separated from the business part.

"We will mainly be touring conference rooms and labs." She seems disappointed, which proves my guesses right. I have to suppress the need to roll my eyes; she's touring SI for school, there's literally not a single reason to meet the Avengers.

I go back to answering questions, and this time I call a boy with oval blue glasses.

"How exactly do the badges work?"

I take out a badge to show them the layout. "As you can see, they are pretty simple. They only contain a person's name printed to identify them and a QR code. Each code is unique and is scanned by those machines over there." I signal the scanners we will head over soon. "They're made this way to avoid reprinting badges each time a worker gets promoted to a higher level. As you may know already, SI focuses on helping the Earth, not only the people, and one way of doing it is by reducing the amount of residues we produce. Because of this, we only reprint badges if a person changes their name.

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