The Avengers + Spider-Man

Chapter Seventeen

This Fanfiction was written in 2016 before Tom Holland's presence in Marvel and was primarily based on the Amazing Spider-Man Franchise

C H A P T E R | seventeen

I decided that racing Steve wasn't worth the heart attack it gave you afterwards. Well that's pretty much a lie. He's not the fastest man alive but fast in his own rights (for a non 'normal' person). I was really just being dramatic. I'm suppose to be normal and normal people don't race a super solider and not be where I am. Laying on the floor like I was dying. I honestly should be in drama with all the acting I go around doing. Only reason I asked for the race was so they knew I was capable and so I'm not treated like at school. Weak and puny Parker. How cute. They just think I can't do anything (but they be wrong) I laughed inside at my own amusement. Attempting to not smile. (You know how you think your funny or make funny jokes in your head but shouldn't say them out loud or you think there not funny/ no one will get them? That's me. All the time.)

With a huff I stood up, ignoring the others for a moment and went for the fridge. Opening it to look for water. Cheering happily inside when I found a bottle. I was getting strange looks from people. Mostly Tony, Bruce, and Clint. They looked stunned, there faces slightly gaped, giving each other the same look. Silently asking each other how it was even possible for me to do what I did (and most likely how I got up so soon). Natasha was facing me with her back to the others. A knowing smirk plastered across her face, but a hint of proudness mixed in.

Not gonna lie. It made me feel freakin awesome.

"Come on" Steve said and motioned me to follow him. I took a long gulp of water in continuous chugs until almost the entire bottle was gone. I followed behind them to the elevator and waited for someone to say something but nope. Nothing. Not even a command to any particular floor. However, the elevator began moving anyways and I just silently watched. Waiting for whatever, or where ever we were going. When the doors opened it wasn't hard to tell we were on one of Tony's floors he used to keep all his projects, and other stuff on. We walked out into a hallway and kept going until we came to a door that opened the moment Tony went near it. I stared in aw the second I got a glimpse of the room.

It had some of the Iron Man suits randomly placed around the room and a lot of machinery. I was practically in geeky nerd heaven and I was infatuated with it all. I began to stare at all the things in the room my mouth part way open and upturned into a enthusiastic smile. I'm so in love.

Can I touch that? Would it break? Probably not but if I touch most likely. WHAT DO THOSE BUTTONS DO?!? Just one touch? I'm no Dee Dee but I appreciate a good button pushing.

"Peter!"

"Huh? What?" I snapped out of my awe stricken look to turn and face them. They had a mixture of expressions from amused, to are you okay? Those kinda looks. I nervously laughed before putting my full attention on them.

"Like what you see" Tony said motioning his hands to the room. I nodded dumbly not really knowing what to say at the moment.

"Anyway...what do you want to talk about" pft, I'm not stupid. I know exactly what they want to talk about. I just want to get it over with so I can shower and procrastinate my homework.

"Well... we wanted to know if you wanted to call us, hum, well me pops and Tony dad. Only if you wanted to.. you seemed like you did" he seemed nervous. Don't blame him. Tony stood slightly behind him with a hopeful face.

Without meaning to I started to laugh and they looked at me confused and a little hurt.

"No! Don't take it the wrong way. I'm just laughing because your so nervous and look so awkward. I honestly just didn't want to call you anything but your names unless you said so" I smiled and couldn't help but let a small chuckle escape my lips when they looked more then thrilled.