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"So I'm meeting Spider-Man?" I asked my father as I followed behind him to his office.
"Yes you are sweetheart."
I furrowed my eyebrows and crossed my arms, "how old is he again?"
He looked at me and shrugged, sitting down on his chair, "about you're age.. 14?"
"I'm 15," I corrected him, narrowing my eyes.
"Right, well he's on his way here so I'll call you up when he's here ok?"
I nodded, "I want pizza can I order?"
My dad reached into his pockets and handed me $40 dollars. I smiled and said a 'thank you' before walking off. I went into my dad's work space and started to use the computer, seeing what he's been working on. Lately he hasn't been focusing on his suits since he's been busy helping out Pepper but he asked me to help him out so I am, building some suits here and there.
"Ms. Stark you're father wants you in his office." Friday said.
I looked up from the suit I was working on and took the pizza I had in my mouth out, placing it on my plate.
"Ok thanks Friday!"
A suit went up to my pizza but I pointed at him and glared, "don't touch my pizza baby boy."
The suit's shoulders slumped down and his head went low as he walked away. I smiled and walked upstairs towards my father's office as I saw the door was open.
"Daddy?"
I peeked my head through the door and my father looked up as a kid my age turned around and had a puppy dog look well written on his face.
I smiled a little and walked in, my dad standing up from his seat.
"Peter this is my daughter Y/n, she's going to help you out and catch you up on all the stuff that has happened." My father said, wrapping his arm around me. I smiled again and held out my hand for Peter to shake.
"Hi nice to meet you Peter." I said kindly but sternly.
"H-hi.." he muttered, shaking my hand. I slightly furrowed my eyebrows, feeling how sweaty his hand was but pulled my hand away slowly.
"Let's go to the working out room yeah? Maybe you can teach Y/n a few moves of yours so she can help improve your skills." My dad said, turning me around as he started to walk.
We made our way into the working out room and I helped out on putting the mats down on the floor. My father sat down on one of the chairs and I took off my shoes, as Peter slowly came on the mat. He looked at me with wide eyes and looked back at my father who was patiently waiting for Peter to make a move.
"Don't look at my dad, look at me. Show me what you got." I said.
Peter looked at me again and rolled up his sleeves, revealing his web shooters. I froze and slightly snorted out once I saw them and my dad did the same. Peter blushed and I shook my head, getting in position. I pressed my thumbs on the rings I was wearing to activate them and create an invisible shield around my hands so they wouldn't get stuck on sticky substances.
Peter shot a web at me but I quickly caught it and spinned myself around it before pulling it harshly over my shoulder, making Peter flip and fall on his back on the mat.
My father clapped and cheered, "aha yes!"
Peter groaned and I smiled down at him, turning off my rings, "it's nice to have you here Mr. Parker.. it's gonna be very fun showing you around."
I slipped my shoes back on and walked over to my dad who gave me a high five before I left the room.
