Spidey and the Wolf

Tony Stark?????? Who's he??

Ned leeds was walking down the sidewalk, trying to avoid bumping into anyone. His mind was racing with new questions to ask Peter.

Did Captain America ever practice his smile in the mirror to make sure it was perfect?

What did Thor smell like?

Did Bucky ever take off his metal arm? Did he replace it sometimes, when it got a dent?

Peter had started his internship at the Stark Tower recently. Nobody knew he was Spider-man besides Mj and him however. But Peter had told him that he had seen the avengers around the tower sometimes, when Tony brought him up to this personal lab.

Ned hurried through the crowd, he was going to be late for school!! His mom had had to leave to go to work early this morning so he had to take the bus to school. One small problem: he missed the bus. Now he was racing to school, hoping that Mr. Harrington his history teacher, first period class teacher, and teacher who hated him and Peter, would not give him detention. 

Who was he kidding? He'd get detention today.

Suddenly he ran smack into someone. He let out an oof, as he was thrown to the ground by the momentum. 

He looked up, rubbing his head. A tall teenager looked down at him. He had dark brown hair, and brown eyes, and had a caring though worried look in his eyes. He looked down at Ned with concern and held out his hand.

"Sorry man, I wasn't watching where I was going."

Ned took his hand and got to his feet. "Um, sorry, no it was my fault, I'm late to school you see, and I wasn't watching where I was going and I'm going to be late and I was up late, and my mom couldn't drive me-" 

The stranger gently cut him off. "It's alright, it was my fault. But um, could you do me a favor? Where am I?"

Ned blinked. What a strange question. 

"You're in New York."

The man looked shocked, then laughed. Ned didn't. He stopped.

He looked down, muttering to himself. "That's impossible, I was just in-......., acon hills, gotta find......ydia and stiles." Ned couldn't make out much, but he was sure this guy needed help.

"Um, do wanna come with me? You like you're in high school. I don't know what's going on, but my friend could help you I'm sure. He's likes super smart, and he knows THE Tony Stark."

The guy blinked at him. No reaction.

Ned's mind raced. HOW WAS THAT POSSIBLE!!!!?!?!??!? IT WAS THE TONY STARK!?!?!?!??!

"You know, Tony Stark. THE Tony Stark." He said slowly, watching the guy carefully. 

"I don't know who that is." He said. "Tony Stark? Who's he?"

Ned looked at him dumbfounded. "WHat!?!!?! WHere have you been???? You must have come from out of this world to NOT know THE TONY STARK!?!?!??!" 

The guy shrugged, "Something like that."

Ned shook his head, he was very confused, but something in his gut told him to help this guy.

"Ok, come on Mr. stranger sir, we're going to my school, Peter will figure this out." The guy looked at him and laughed again.

Ned frowned. 

The guy quickly noticed and spoke, "Oh, I'm not laughing at you, it's just you keep calling me sir."

Ned laughed then too. "Well then, what should call you? I'm Ned leeds by the way."

The guy smiled at him, "Mccall."

"I'm Scott Mccall".

a/n: This was just something I've been wanting to write. Please tell me what you think. Thanks!!!! ;) (574 words)