A New Place

Allies

Steve finally made it to the medical aria where we were. It had been about twenty minuets since my and Tony had stopped talking, so that made it awkward.

"Sorry I took so long, I had gotten lost," Steve muddered, not wanting to admit how lost he had really gotten.

"Look who decided to join the party, but I though J.A.R.V.I.S. was giving you directions?" Tony had asked. This was going to be good.

" He was, but I took the wrong turn and I kept doing that until Bucky found me and pointed me i the right direction," I was right, this was interesting.

"How does Bucky know more about this place than you do? Like seriously? how?" Tony had continued.

"He walks around a lot, and manages to get to know every floor and room because of that," Steve replied.

"Where did Bucky find you anyways?" I joined in.

"Apparently, the garage," Steve answered. I'm trying to suppress a laugh at this point.

"How the-" Tony began, but was interrupted by Steve.

"Language," Steve mentioned. 

"Fine, but still. That not only is on the exact other end of the building and on a different floor!" It was clear that Tony was confused out of his mind, I bet Cap was when he was trying to get here too!

"This is a very confusing layout, I think that you should get some signs up, to help with people like me," Steve replied.

"There is only one person similar to you, and he knows the layout perfectly." Tony continues, although I do think the signs would be a good idea. This place is huge.

"Anyways, kid, are you okay? I've seen you looking better than this," Steve asks. I shake my head.

"I still miss Aunt May, I wish that I was older like you-" Tony begins laughing. "Not like that... just not a kid, then I could handle things better, and not feel so bad when someone dies. And I'm used to it, first my parents, then my uncle Ben, now Aunt May. I just, uh, just need-"

"I know what it's like to lose, and you don't want to be older than you are right now, you have great grades, Tony tells me about your report cards, you can probably get into any collage that you want. You could start a business and call it something like 'Parker Industries' or something like that. And just because we're older doesn't mean that we could handle things better, when you feel bad you go off and help people. That's very noble and it makes me wish that I had a kid just like you," Steve told me. That was really nice, and made me think of all the good that I can do, all the opportunities I have.

"Thanks Steve, I needed that." I replied, thankful for his help. I don't want to be disrespectful, but Tony is not nearly this good at helping or calming.

I've been stuck in the compound because Tony doesn't want me to get hurt. I understand but he took me out of school so now I'm getting tutored. It's boring. And I want to see my friends. I decide to text Ned and see if he wants to come over and build one of the new Lego Star Wars set. He says he totally would except that he already has plans. I try MJ next but she doesn't answer. I try to think of things to do. But nothing comes to mind until I see that Falcon is flying around. I run outside to see what's happening. 

"Hey Falcon, what are you doing?" I ask.

"Arial training, you want to join?" He continues. I don't know if Tony would let me or not, but who cares I've been bored out of my mind so.

"I would love to!" I yell. I'm really exited, I get to train with the Falcon! He's awesome. We begin to train, but I could tell that he was holding out. "You don't need to baby me! I can handle it,"

"Kid, Tony gave me very specific orders not to harm you. But I do think that Clint's heading to town if you want to go," He responded. 

"Thanks! I'll see ya' later" I exclaim as I run off, trying not to miss the car. Thankfully Hawkeye is not well known like Tony so I don't need my suit and mask.

"Hey Peter, what are you doing here? I though Tony didn't want you to be going out?" He asked.

"I know, but despite the size of th is place, it's pretty boring for me," I tell him. I hope that he'll still take me out with him.  "Please let me go with you!"

"Okay, I'll take you with me. But if Tony finds out I'm throughing you under the buss,"

"I'm cool with that" He agreed. That made me very happy. Have I mentioned how much I love being here! He turns the key in the metallic purple Jaguar F-type convertible. The engine hums to life as we drive off with the top down.

We get back to the city pretty quickly, the drive was tons of fun! Although there were a few bugs that hit my face since it's May.

"Hey Peter, I was thinking about going to get some ice cream. Do you want some?"

"Yes!" I exclaimed. I love ice cream, who doesn't unless you have an allergy.

"Alright, which place, or would you rather just go to a store and use the credit card Tony left out on the counter?"

"What? Isn't that dishonest?" I inquired.

"No, it's the communal credit card. Plus Tony knows I do this stuff all the time"

"Okay then, let go to a store and buy as much ice cream as we please!" I was very very very  happy. We went in and got many different flavors. Like, all of them. And we left the store almost empty. We also bought all of the coolers and bags of ice so it didn't melt. 

"Where are we going now?" I probed. 

"The new place, I have a small thing to tell them," He responded. 

We continued to drive until we found a parking spot. We then got out and walked into the building. The elevator ride was short and we made it to where we wanted to be in a very small amount of time. 

" I would like to say first and foremost that Spider-Man is going to know about this conversation. And I want it to be clear that he is on the Avengers's side." Hawkeye- er, Clint begins. I really need to work on their names. Now that I live with them it's not as personal so first name basis is a must, at least it is for Tony. But back to their conversation.

"Okay, but who is the kid?" The tall, blond haired woman asked.

"Nothing you need to know. But the Spider in this city is all for the police force, and works with them all the time," That's true. "And he is one of the best people out there, so if you would portray him as such that would be greatly appreciated,"

"Okay, but we need to know who he is first,"

"He has chosen anonymity for now, and if you do this, you might get special interviews with Tony Stark," Hawkeye bargained.

"Okay! I'll be his allie! at least help him keep his reputation," The woman chimed before getting her composer back.

 Author's note:

Sorry for the let down of the allie, it will pay out I promise. I was just running out of ideas. Hope you don't mind it and keep reading! (If you want, I'm not going to be a pushy type of writer). -Pinkie