Spiderson and Irondad Oneshots

Field trip

ONE-SHOT

°•☆ Field trip ☆•°

Mr. Stark kept looking at me with a smirk. I don't know what it was about until I went to school the next day, and that's when I found out he invited my class to a field trip for the Stark Tower. Flash is dead if Mr. Stark sees him. He already had suspicion. I've been bullied at school with bruises appearing. I mean, it was bullying, but it was also patrol. He doesn't know I'm Spider-man, though. I can't just not go to the field trip because Flash will use that against me. I just hope and beg Mr. Stark doesn't embarrass me. And don't get me started with Mr. Hawkeye. He is going to embarrass me till I die. I hope Mr. Stark doesn't tell Mr. Hawkeye. Guess all I can do is wait for tomorrow.

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I don't want to go on the field trip at all. I'm about to be embarrassed, and no one will ever let it go. And here come Flash right behind me.

"Ready to get exposed for your lie, Penis?"

I'm just going to ignore him. He can't hurt me because Mr. Harrison is near. I am entering the bus, and I feel my spidey sense telling me to stop. I can't, though. It was Flash putting his leg up, so I trip. If I stop now, then it's going to be suspicious. I trip. Doesn't matter, Flash got a quick laugh. I'm just worried about Flash's funeral. He bullies me and doesn't really pay attention to his surroundings. Sounds like a perfect way to make Flash go 6 feet under early.

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We enter the building and are handed cards by the receptionist. The receptionist recognized me and just asked if I had my card, which I did. The tour guide. It was Mr. Hawkeye. Geez, I'm totally dead. Well, Flash is.

"Good morning, kids. I'll be your tour guide. Please call me Clint. Or if you really want to call me Mr. Hawkeye, like Peter, even thought I've told him like twenty times already to call me Clint!" He is starting straight at me. (He also looks like a kid who just threw a tantrum) All eyes are on me now. I just look around and awkwardly smile.

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Clint starts to lead us around the different labs and explains what each person is currently trying to invent. I'm surprised he even knew anything related to science and math. I saw equations on a whiteboard. One equation was wrong, and I just wanted to run over and solve it myself. I shouldn't disturb them, though.

Flash somehow made it beside me. "You know Hawkeye? Pft, how much dick did you have to suck for that!" His taunts normally don't affect me, but this one did. Even with proof, he was still going to make fun of me. I got to ignore it, though. I just sped up my walking, and I went over to Ned and MJ. Ned was looking at everything in awe, and MJ was surprisingly not reading a book. I just smiled, knowing they were having fun.

***

Lunch time hit, and I know this is when Mr. Hawkeye is going to ask me who Flash is. He basically never took his eyes off of me. It's probably because if I got hurt, Ms. Nat would kill him. I don't really want to talk to Mr. Hawkeye right now. Knowing him, he was going to take this as the perfect time to annoy me. I'm just going to go to the restroom and hide there. Better than being integrated by Mr. Hawkeye. Before I go, I tell MJ and Ned I'm going to the restroom and that I'll be back.

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I enter the restroom and get immediately pinned to the wall by Flash. I grunt at the unexpected pain. "What the hell Penis. How do you know Hawkeye." He sounds mad. I don't answer, though. Guess that was the wrong answer because I feel a pain in my nose. He punched me. A kick to my stomach and more punches. Geez, he really is beating me up today. His funeral is going to be soon. Gotta feel bad for him, no? Oh no, I start feeling dizzy. I can't fight it anymore.. Well, R.I.P Flash.

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I wake up with Mr. Hawkeye in front of me. My nose really hurts a lot.

"Peter, you okay? You're awake! Oh, thank Thor for that!"

"Ugh, I'm fine. Just a head ache. And a little sleepy."

"Kid, I found you on the floor bleeding everywhere! No way you only have a headache. I'm taking you to the Med Bay."

"Don't worry about me. I'm fine. I think. Go continue the tour. They were really excited about this. I don't wanna ruin it for them."

"I'm not going to continue the tour. We got to get you up first."

"At least move the tour for another day."

"Fine, fine, I'll talk to Tony. Just let me take you to the med bay, please, kid!"

Wait, what if the check my blood. I don't want them to find out I'm Spider-man! Shit.

"I'll be fine. I've been through worse."

"Worse?! You've been through what now!?"

"Wait, that's not what I m-"

"No more arguing, I'm taking you to the Med Bay, and that's final. Unless you want Nat to kill me in cold blood."

"Finee."

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"I think I'm gonna take a nap," I say, so tired. "Alright, goodnight, kid," Mr. Hawkeye said while he turned off the light. I swear if I wake up and hear 'We did some blood work on you Parker, we know you are Spider-man', I will perish along with Flash. Still wonder if he is even alive right now.

I wake up and see Mr. Stark sitting down.

"Goodmorning kiddo, care to explain?"

This is either about the passing out thing or my blood.

"About what?"

"Well, I got two things I want to ask you."

Oh shit shit shit.

"One - who did this. Two - your DNA."

"Uhmmm, I may or may not have a bully. And for two, I don't wanna talk about it."

"Kid come one, we already know your Spider-man."

"So you see imayormaynothavegottenbitbythisradioactivespiderandnowigotpowers."

"Kid slow down!"

"Ughh, I may or may not have gotten bit by this radioactive spider, and now I got powers. Well, that is the simplified version."

"Okay, now for number one. Who is your bully. Just want a talk, nothing else."

"Flash thompson."

"Speak up?"

"Flash Thompson!"

"Thank you!"

"Mr. Stark, please don't make his funeral early! I'm fine, and no one needs to die. And don't sue them too!"

"Can't promise that."

"What did you say, Mr. Stark?"

"Hm, me? Nothing. Just go get more rest, kid. I'll handle this."

"Okay, Mr. Stark."

"Also, don't think you are off the hook for the Spider-man thing. We are going to have a talk about that later. FRIDAY dim the light to twenty percent."

Shit I'm totally dead.

A/N - Me when it's 2 AM.

Peter calls Clint Mr. Hawkeye because it's an inside joke between them.