The fight was over. Peter could still hear the fading sounds of the Avengers mopping up the last remnants of the invading monsters, but the real chaos had passed. The Tower was secure again, and Peter’s classmates were slowly recovering from the shock of being caught in an actual superhero-level battle.
Flash, still pale, kept glancing at Peter, as if he’d finally seen the real Peter Parker—someone more than just the ‘loser’ he used to mock. MJ was her usual calm self, though Peter could tell she was shaken, too. She had barely left his side the entire time, silently asking questions with her eyes but respecting his space enough not to push him for answers.
By the time Happy Hogan appeared to escort everyone back to their school bus, the group had mostly settled down. Peter stayed toward the back with Morgan, watching as his classmates filed out, the awe still fresh on their faces. He could already imagine the rumors that would spread around Midtown High after this trip.
Morgan nudged Peter’s arm, a mischievous smile playing on her lips. “See? I told you they’d be impressed.”
Peter rolled his eyes. “Yeah, well, maybe next time we can skip the whole ‘monsters breaking into the Tower’ part.”
Morgan laughed softly, then sobered as the last of the students stepped out. “You know… I’ve been thinking,” she said, her voice quieter now. “After today, I don’t want to just hear about what happens at your school. I want to be there, too.”
Peter frowned, confused. “What do you mean? You’ve got your fancy academy.”
Morgan shook her head. “I’m tired of it. Dad put me in that school because he thought it was the best, but I’m not happy there. I’m just ‘Tony Stark’s daughter.’ Nobody really sees me for who I am. They all expect me to be some mini-genius, and sure, I can do the tech stuff, but I want to be somewhere I can… I don’t know, live a little.”
Peter blinked, realization dawning on him. “Wait… you’re saying you want to transfer to Midtown High?”
“Why not?” Morgan replied, her eyes gleaming with excitement. “You’re there. And Harley’s the same age as us—he’s practically family. He’s already interested, and it’ll be so much better if we’re all together. I want to be with you, Pete. The Stark twins, back in action.”
Peter let the idea sink in. Morgan and Harley at Midtown High? It wasn’t a bad thought. Sure, having Morgan around all the time could be… a lot. But he liked the idea of being with his sister more than he’d admit. And Harley was always cool to hang out with.
“You really think Dad’s going to let you transfer?” Peter asked, still unsure.
Morgan’s grin turned sly. “Leave that to me. You know I can handle Dad.”
---
Later that night, Morgan made her move.
She found Tony in his workshop, casually fiddling with one of his gauntlets, sparks flying as he tuned up the suit. His head snapped up when Morgan walked in with her determined look.
“Uh-oh,” Tony muttered, setting the gauntlet down. “That’s your ‘I’m about to ask for something big’ face. Should I be worried?”
Morgan smiled sweetly, leaning on the workbench. “Depends. I need a favor, but I promise it’s for a good reason.”
Tony narrowed his eyes, suspicious. “Alright, shoot. What’s the favor?”
“I want to transfer schools,” Morgan said simply. “To Midtown High.”
Tony’s eyes widened. “What? Midtown? That’s Peter’s school.”
“Exactly,” Morgan replied, folding her arms. “I’m tired of the fancy academy. I hate being treated like I’m just your kid, and honestly, I want something more normal. Plus, Peter’s there. We make a good team. And Harley? He’s our age. I already talked to him, and he’s in.”
Tony sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. “Morgan, Midtown’s not exactly a high-security, high-tech paradise like your current school. It’s… messy.”
“I know,” Morgan said. “But I want the mess. I want the real high school experience. And Harley’s already in on this—he wants to come, too. Please, Dad, just let me try it.”
Tony looked at his daughter, the determination in her eyes reminding him so much of himself when he was her age. He could see she wasn’t going to back down from this, no matter how much he hesitated.
“You’re sure this is what you want?” Tony asked, leaning forward on the bench.
Morgan nodded. “One hundred percent. I need this, Dad.”
Tony sighed, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. “Alright. I’ll make some calls. But don’t think I won’t be watching you two like a hawk. If you or Harley blow up a single chemistry lab, I’m pulling you out.”
Morgan grinned and threw her arms around him. “Thanks, Dad! You won’t regret it.”
“I probably will,” Tony muttered, though he hugged her back. “But go on, before I change my mind.”
---
The next day, Peter and Morgan sat side by side in the living room, texting Harley about the big news.
“He’s so excited,” Morgan said, scrolling through Harley’s all-caps messages. “I think he’s already planning out his class schedule.”
Peter laughed. “This is going to be crazy. You, me, and Harley? Flash’s head might actually explode.”
Morgan smirked. “Let it. This is going to be the best year ever.”
As Peter looked over at his sister, he couldn’t help but feel a sense of excitement bubbling inside him. Sure, it wasn’t going to be easy, but having Morgan and Harley with him at Midtown would make high school even more interesting than it already was.
It might just be the start of something epic.
YOU ARE READING
His Protective Dad (Starker FF) Completed ✓
Hayran KurguA story of Peter Parker (Stark) and his sweet, dangerous yet loving dad Tony Stark. A story where a 16 yrs old boy loves his father dearly, who can do to make his son smile. But what happened when his dad found out about him (peter) getting bullied...
