Peter Parker One Shots

So Much for Under The Radar

Peter tried really hard. He tried to ignore Flash calling him Penis, he tried to ignore the fact that he knew every single thing that was being taught to him and could do the work in his sleep, but he mostly ignored his PTSD from watching both Ben and May die in front of him, as well as dying himself. It had been about a year since May was diagnosed with cancer and about three months since her death. When she passed, Peter moved into Avengers Tower and was adopted by the power couple of the world, Tony and Pepper. He had a large room with bunk beds for when Ned slept over, two dressers, a desk, and a couch with plenty of space still left. He also had his own personal lab. But it hasn't really changed his school life. He was bullied and called a liar. Called Penis Parker even though technically it's Peter Stark now. So he still had that. That was until his Parker luck kicked him in the nuts. {[(</|\>)]} like breakHe was daydreaming about his new suit designs when his teacher announced a field trip. Ned nudged him in the side so he would pay attention. "We will be going to....." Mr. Miller drummed his fingers on the desk for dramatic flair. "The Avengers Tower!!!!!" Everyone cheered except Peter. Peter's eyes went wide. He paled and visibly slouched. "What's wrong Penis? Afraid you'll be exposed and you'll never live down your lie?" Flash had leaned up and whispered in his ear. Peter took a few deep breaths. He smiled at Mr. Miller when he was given his permission slip. His teachers were the only ones who knew that Tony and Pepper adopted him and they were sworn to secrecy or it was their jobs. "So do you think I can fake sick?" Peter asked Ned. As Ned opened his mouth to answer, Peter's girlfriend MJ wandered for him. "No. You are going and your proving Eugene wrong." Peter did like the idea of seeing Flash's gobsmacked face when it was revealed he was telling the truth, but he wasn't looking forward to being embarrassed by Iron Dad, Steve, Bucky, Clint, Nat, Bruce, Wanda, Vision, Shuri, and Thor. So he took his permission slip home and put off getting it signed. He was about to get in the car that Happy was in the front seat of before he remembered he had the trip today. "One second, Hap." He said. He flashed his ID card against the pad and FRIDAY announced "Peter Stark, Level 10, All-Access." He ran to the elevator and shot up to the floor, finding Pepper almost immediately. "Mom!" He said, startling her so she looked up from her papers. "Hey Pete. What's up?" She said, eyeing him suspiciously. "Well I need you to sign my field trip form. And I also kinda need you to change my badge to say Parker again." He stumbled his words out quickly. "Okay." She takes out a pen. He hands her the paper and he signs it. She looks at the top to see the destination. She begins cackling with laughter and he blushes. "Don't tell Dad. Please."He said. She nodded and handed him back the paper. He rushed back down to Happy. "Okay. We're good."{[(</|\>)]} line breakOn the bus, Flash teases him incessantly. "Penis. I heard your girlfriend is making you go. I bet you wanted to stay home with your hot Aunt May and hide so that we don't figure out your lies." That was the main chorus of it. Peter bit his lip and said nothing. Flash didn't know May had died. No one but the teachers, Ned, and MJ did. But not getting a response only made Flash more encouraged. "What? Cat got your tongue? Or are you scared you'll spew some more lies and get trapped in the web?" Ned snickered. Flash went on. "I'm giving you an opportunity to confess Penis. You not taking it?" He asked. "Fine by me. Just will be funnier late on." Flash smirked. "So what if he lied. Why do you care so much. Everyone knows you spew rumors about Peter because your jealous that he got an internship and your resume got rejected five times. Just means he's half the man you'll ever be. In both smarts, and nobility."Michelle spewed without even looking up from her book. Everyone in the bus went on to "oooooh" he scoffed and turned back to sucking the face off of Drew Takanaka, the girl he was currently doing on the weekends. The rest of the bus ride was mainly uneventful (probably because MJ was scary for everyone. Even Flash.) and Peter was thankful. As they were getting closer, the hair on the back of Peter's neck flew up and his Spidey-Senses went crazy only getting worse as they approached the building. The got off the bus and gathered around the front door so Mr. Miller could do a head count. "Please let this be a normal field trip." Peter groaned. He realized his mistake too late. He looked around hoping no one had heard him. Ned did. His eyes were twinkling. Peter put his hands on his ears so his hearing wouldn't blow out from the screams. "With the Frizz?" Ned called out. Everyone's heads whipped to him and they simultaneously all yelled, at the top of their lungs, "NO WAY". Not good for his enhanced hearing. He hoped he could get his glasses and earbuds from his lab. They walked in to the building and Peter realized his Spidey-Senses were going off not because of a physical threat but a threat to his being having a normal school life. Wanda Maximoff was standing at the front desk, talking to the receptionist as she calmly sipped a cup of tea. Peter's mind was a frenzy of thought but the main one was- Can I switch powers with Ant-Man. He ducked behind Ned, hoping to stay under the radar. "Hello, I'm Wanda Maximoff." Everyone watched, star struck. "I'm going to be your you guide today." She put down her coffee and began to use her magic to distribute all the guest passes. "Woah!" Everyone exclaimed except for Peter and Ned who had seen this many times before. What about Penis! He and Leeds didn't get one!" Flash called out. So much for under the radar. Peter blushed and pulled his badge out of his backpack, Ned doing the same. "Was Penis referring to Peter?" Wanda asked, narrowing her eyes at the young man as they slowly turned from their normal amber to a purple-red. "Wanda!" Peter called out before he could stop himself. She looked over to him and her eyes transmitted back to their normal color. She shook her head. "Hey! I didn't know the school trip was yours!" She said. She rushed into the group and gave her little brother figure a hug. She then ruffled his hair and went back to the front. "So there are ten types of security badges. 1 is guests such as you which is why you have white passes. 10 is only for Avengers, Pepper Potts, and their personal assistants. They have personalized ones." She showed off her ID card which was an image that looked vaguely like her magic lifting up children's letter blocks to form the word Wanda. Peter's had a computer with a coding screen on it, the top half of the background red, the bottom half blue with a black octagonal pattern seeping through as to net exactly let out his persona but definitely was under stable enough when you understood. Ned's was a gamers chair with Star Wars things around it like the Death Star, Millennium Falcon, Lightsaber, Storm Trooper Helmet, and R2D2. Wanda slid her ID card on the touchpad and walked over the occupancy pad, the digital number going up by one. "Wanda Maximoff, Level 10, All-Access. Good morning Wanda." She motioned for the line to follow. Flash went first. "Guest. Level One. Limited Access." That was the phrase repeated multiple times until it got to Ned. "Ned Leeds, Level Ten, All-Access. Good morning Ned." FRIDAY announced. "Good morning FRIDAY." He replied. Peter was next. He scanned his ID card. "Peter Parker, Level 10, All-Access. Good morning Peter. Would you like me to alert Mr. Stark of your arrival?" "No thank you FRIDAY. I'm on a school trip." Peter replied as casual as he could with his whole class gaping at him open-mouthed. Peter felt himself shrink. He felt a weight building in his chest. He closed his eyes all he saw was the building on top of him, crushing his weight, leaving him to die. He walked right up to the group and pulled out his phone and some earbuds, and started to listen to Karen as she gave him some breathing exercises. When she calmed him down, he put his earbuds away and they were all packing into the elevator. He stood next to Michelle and Ned, Wanda next to Michelle. When they exited, Michelle raised her hand. "Yes?" Wanda said politely. "I was wondering if you would mind sharing with us what it's like to be one of the most empowering women in the world?" Michelle had her phone open to record Wanda's answer. Wanda's face lit up. "Well, that's a great question!" Wanda started babbling and Michelle eagerly took in each word. Peter wasn't paying attention. His senses were going crazy again. He walked up next to MJ and snaked an arm around her waist. Wanda raised her eyebrows but said nothing. Peter's senses told him to put his hand behind his head- fast. He caught something. He pulled in front of him to see it was a purple arrow. His eyes narrowed. They were the boomerang arrows that he made Clint a few days ago. "CLINT!" He yelled at the top of his lungs. A few sounds of rustling in the ceilings. Clint jumped out of the vents and landed next to Peter. "I knew you'd catch it." He said, smirking. Peter flared at the at her. "But I lift not have Clint. What would have happened then. If you sent an Arlie shooting at my brain while my school was here on a field trip. I'm sure that would blow over well." Clint looked down but then saw Peter's arm around MJ's waist. He ignored that everyone was looking at him as he poked Peter's arm. "What?" He hissed. "Who's the girl." Clint whispered. "My girlfriend." He said. Wanda gasped. "So your MJ?" Peter blushed and Michelle smiled. "That's me." She then hit Peter's shoulder. "Sorry. She made me." She said winking at Wanda. "Oh I like her." She smiled. Peter rolled his eyes and turned back to Clint but he had went back up the vent. "ALRIGHT THATS OT IM CALLING BULL! HOW MANY DICKS DID PENIS PARKER HAVE TO SUCK TO GET YOU TO PRETEND TO KNOW HIM!?" Flash yelled abruptly, looking at Wanda accusingly. She growled and he backed away quickly. "What did you just say?" She said, her eyes glowing red. "Wanda-" Peter was cut off by Flash who was being dangerously bold today. "You heard me." He said. Wanda's hands began to glow. "Take it back." He shook his head. She started to levitate off the ground. "Take it back!" She yelled at him. Flash didn't get the message so Peter intervened. "Ванда Максимов! Оставь его! Он глупый хулиганец средней школы, который думает, что может уйти с тем, чего хочет, потому что его родители богаты. Я могу справиться с ним. пусть это идет, и, пожалуйста, ради любви к Богу, не говорите Нэту или Баки или кому-либо в этом отношении. (Wanda Maximoff! Leave him be! He is a stupid high school bully that thinks he can get away with what he wants because his parents are rich. I can handle him. let it go and please for the love of god don't tell Nat or Bucky or anyone for that matter.)" Wanda powered and her hands dimmed but her eyes were still dangerously colored. "You've got one more chance kid or I'm kicking you out." She said. Then she turned her back to all of them. "This floor is the tour floor as Tony so creatively named it. It has a lot of Avengers memorabilia." She let everyone roam free for an hour before she was going to take you to the next floor. Peter started at the Captian America section and went in a circle going to Cap, Bucky, Bruce, Tony, Nat, Clint, Vision, Scott, Wanda, Thor, and a lost section. There was a ripped picture of Phil Colson with a plaque under it that said "Phil." There was a picture of Peggy Carter, and one that was covered up. Peter hung his head for that picture. It was covered up for his secret identities sake but it was Aunt May. Ned ran over to Peter. "Peter! Peter! Please come with me to see the station of the best Avenger! Well okay second best. No one beats badass queen of the universe Natasha Fucking Romanav. But come on!" Peter let Ned drag him to the Spider-Man station seeing his first suit and his second suit as he now used the Iron Spider suit, his first web shooter design, and a comic of Superman he signed for Ned, who gave it up because he could always get a new one (and because this new one also had Tony's signature which was cooler). "Wanda? What happened at the 2011 Stark Expo?" Flash asked Wanda looking at one of the cards. Wanda smirked. "Well ask the one who was there that night." Peter sighed and told him the whole story of that night. "It was awesome. He saved my life that day." Flash scoffed. The room went silent and Peter didn't understand why until his fathers broken voice asked "I saved your life?"Peter turned around and saw his father was crying. He ran over and gave him a hug. "Um, yeah." You pulled away from him. "May and Ben took me because you were like my hero and I wore an Iron Man plastic mask and a fake plastered and I stood in front of one of the suits because I thought that if you could be awesome with the suit I could be awesome because I was little boy that didn't understand that you and I were no where near being in the same league. But before the suit could hurt me, you came forward and defeated it and you told me Good Job like I defeated it and it made me feel awesome for weeks on end." Peter blushed. "Holy crap kid that was you!?" He nodded and Peter was encased by another hug. When he pulled away, his father plopped his glasses on his face and handed him his earbuds. "Thank you." Peter sighs as he puts them on. "Well I just came to give you those and this." Tony held out a cookie that was dark brown with white flecks in it. Peter tentatively took a bite before his eyes lit up. He swallowed the cookie in full. "Oh god I love it when солдат bakes." Tony barked out a laugh and went to the elevator. "See you later kid." Peter smiled, but turned to see the whole class looking at him. He looked desperately at Wanda who smiled. "Next we're going to lunch!" Everyone cheered they packed into an elevator once again. Peter felt another spider sense begin to creep up his senses but he was distracted by the heavy feeling in his chest. He closed his eyes and saw his dad crying on a different planet right after he had faded away. Peter took a few deep breaths trying to calm himself when FRIDAY announced. "Peter your heart rate is increasing fast. Would you like me to play the "Don't Worry Laugh." Compilation?" Peter began hyperventilating and couldn't bring himself to answer. "Yes, FRIDAY." Wanda said for him. Peter smiled as his favorite vines began to play. "Can I get a waffle? Can I please get a waffle?" "My poop is coming" "I smell like beef" and "Ah! Fuck. I can't believe you've done this." All played before the elevator dinged. "Thank you FRIDAY." I'm good now." Peter said and the vines shit off. He now realized his senses were screaming at him. Peter hoped it was just someone in the lunch area and he was right. Bucky and Shuri were sitting at a table, talking. They became great friends while Bucky was in Waianae and Pete for in easily with them. Their group chat is named A Princess and Two Failed Science Experiments. So Peter smiled and walked o ear to sit down next to Shuri but then had a better idea. He stood behind her and shouted at the top of his lungs "ROAD WORK AHEAD?!" Shuri jumped out of her seat. "UH, YEAH I SURE HOPE IT DOES!!" She yelled. They shook hands, high fives, fist bumped, made the Wakandan cross with their arms and then did the spider shooters. They laughed and he sat next to her. Then Michelle came and sat next to Bucky. Ned sat next to Peter and was- well let's just say that MJ spent some time sketching out his face for the Shock section of her distress journal. Bucky has a Tupperware box in front of him filled with the cookies that Tony gave Peter earlier. He greedily grabbed the Tupperware and began eating the cookies. "God Bucky these at so good." Bucky smiled. "They sure as hell are." A voice came from the door frame. There was a squeal of "THATS CAPTAIN AMERICA!!!" Steve just laughed and sat on the other side of his fiancé, kissing him on the cheek. "Hey Buck." "Hey Rodgers." Bucky was the only one why called him anything but Steve, Cap, or Capsicle. But they were dating so he got special privileges. "Hey Pete, what do you want for dinner it's my night." Steve asked. "Pizza from Joe's and your fiancé's cookies." Peter said but his mouth was full so it sounded more like "Phissa foam hoes and oar eansaes (E-an-say-s) hoodies." Somehow thought Cap understood. "Got it. You want garlic knots?" Peter nodded. Steve turned to leave before turning back. "Guy in the chair, girlfriend you guys can come too." MJ shrugged a non-committal shrug. Ned practically jumped with joy. Peter couldn't tell if it was excitement, being called the guy in the chair, or it being Captain America. But everyone ate. "Alright. Vision needs me upstairs so James- can you take the group?" "No I'm training." "I'll take them." Nat says popping up out of legitimate no where. "Okay." Bucky and Wanda walked out and Shuri came to the decision that T'Challa needed her and she jumped off her chair and flew onto the next floor which had a helicopter to take her back. "Hey Pete." Peter groaned. "Can't I just eat cookies in peace?" "No." Ned and Michelle said at the same time. Michelle grabbed a cookie. "Holy fuck these are amazing!" She said after a bite. "How are my new Widow bites coming?" "Good Nat. How's the prank war between you and Sam going?" Nat smirked. "I'm winning." The conversation was cut off by someone slamming their hands on the table, screeching their chair back, standing up, and screaming "That's IT!" Of course it was Flash. "How much did he pay you? How much did he pay to get the Avengers to pretend to know pathetic, puny, lame, old, ordinary, dumbass, Penis Parker?" His friend chimes in "He doesn't have any money." Flash smirked. "Your right. Thank you Clarke. So how many dicks did he suck to get Winter Soldier, Captian America, his sidekick Black Widow, Scarlet Witch, Hawkeye, and Iron Man to pretend to know him? Ten? Twenty? You know it really is pathetic that you can't just give in and say you lied Parker." Natasha was twitching. One of her eyelids was flickering. Her hand was resting on where she had a knife stored and if not for Peter holding her shoulders back Eugene Thompson would be no more. "I bet you cheated on all your tests too and that's why your the highest in the grade. You could never be an intern here. Heck, they don't even accept your resume until you've got a Bachelors Degree! I should know! I've been turned down a job here five times! If I don't have what it takes you most certainly do not. So you should just give in and admit your lying already Penis. No one believes you anyway." Peter was using all of his might to keep Natasha restrained and even with his super strength her anger was a hard thing to withhold. "No." Was heard. "What did you just say to me?" Flash looked at Drew who was sitting next to him. "I said No. I believe him. He's smart Eugene. He's a good kid. I don't see why you pick on him. He's nice. He has no reason to lie. He- no offense Peter- does not have the money to pay off Natasha fucking Romanov let alone Tony goddamned Stark. He is not the kind of person who would stoop as low as sexual favors to push a lie this far. He's the kind of kid that would give in. So Eugene I'm breaking up with you. And I'm calling your mother and telling her that you've been calling Peter Parker Penis since freshman year because you thought that the teachers would like him better than you despite you paying off all your grades. I'm sick of dating a prissy pansy ass toddler that thinks he's on top of the world for being born into a family that worked their asses of to give you a good life and you just sit and look 'pretty'. So shut your goddamned mouth and sit your ass down." She finished, huffing. Everyone gave her a round of applause. Nat smiled. As long as Flash got his ass handed to him she didn't care. "Peter you asked me to warn you next time Thor tried to sneak up on you." Peter smiled at Thor's exasperated cry. "Hello MiniStark." Peter smirked. "Hello Thor." Peter looked around. "Where are the Pop Tarts?" "Up in That cabinet." Thor smiled, so excited he dropped his hammer. Peter, knowing full well that his class knew the requirements to pick up the hammer, smirked with an idea brewing in the genius mind he held. He turned to his class. "Shall we play a game?" Some people looked at him, confused. He put on his best fake circus accent. "Step right up, step right up. Let's see who among you is worthy enough to wield Thor's mighty hammer Mjölnir?" Flash, cocky as ever, pushed past Ned in a very Flash-like manner then sneered at him like it was his fault. When Flash turned his back, Ned scratched the bridge of his nose with the middle finger, discreetly flipping him off. The rich asshole named Eugene sent a wink at MJ, and put his hand on the grip of the hammer. He had a motion that looked like he was making an attempt at sending it over his shoulder nonchalantly. He failed. Instead, he went flying leaving him in a very embarrassing faceplant. Everyone tried to lift the mythical hammer but no person succeded. MJ did get t to shift n its position, though. Thor walked over to Peter, his hand and mouth filled with pop tarts. "This is quite entertaining MiniStark. Peter nodded. "You think it's time?" Peter asked thoughtfully. Thor looked as the last person on line went to grab the hammer but instead flipped over the side. "I suppose so." Peter walked over to the hammer and picked it up effortlessly and handed it to Thor. Everyone was staring at him open-mouthed. "WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK PARKER?!" Flash spoke- well screamed- first. Thor's face scrunched up. "Parker?" he asked. Peter looked at him and began laughing so hard. "Ignore it, Thor." He sat back down in his seat and ate more of his cookies. Danger. Peter tried his best t ignore it. Danger Danger. Peter's head began to hurt really bad because everyone was talking loudly, most likely about him but he tried not to think about that. Danger danger danger. whatever it was was coming closer. He hoped it was another threat that was not physical but social. dangerdangerdangerdanger. He was right. Steve walked into the room and sat down, taking a cookie from his box. "Don't you just love Bucky's cookies?" he asked teasingly."Not as much as you love him." Peter shot back. Steve's face flushed red, being the bisexual 100-year-old he was. There was a chorus of "Your Captian America!?" despite seeing him earlier. "Yes I am." he said. He took another cookie. "I just forgot to give you these." He put down the glasses and earbuds Peter had been longing to put on since he got off that damned bus. "Thank god." Steve smirked. "I prefer Steve." then he got up and walked to the door. Before leaving he turned back and was on the brink of saying something. He seemed to have changed his mind cause he opened the door. "'Hey! You're Captain America. They are not allowed to physically leave this building without a Captian America PSA." Natasha called out, reminding everyone of her presence."' Cap groaned and turned around. "They still show those things?" Everyone nodded simultaneously. "Umm I don't know. They told me what to say. I never followed a rule in my goddamned life." Bucky snuck up behind him. "That's for damned sure." He said, making Cap jump. Bucky placed his lips lightly on Steve's cheek and then whispered something in his ear. "Since Peter hadn't put in his earbuds yet he heard. "OH MY FUCKING GOD BUCKY!" He screamed. Clint called "Language" from the vents. Peter put on his glasses. The lights dimmed and everything looked even. He put on his earbuds but as he did he heard someone saying "He's hot." It sounded a lot like Flash and that made him uncomfortable, especially since Flash was very openly Homophobic. He looked back. Bucky was dragging a bushing Steve up the stairs probably to **** *** ************* ***** *** like Bucky said he wanted to. Peter snickered and ate another cookie. "Time to move on." Nat said. "Actually, Miss Widow, that won't be necessary. Boss has given me permission to take the tour to three of the personal labs." F.R.I.D.A.Y said. Nat shrugged, ruffled Peter's hair and turned to Flash. "I hear about you bullying my nephew again and it won't be your girlfriend dumping you. It will be me dumping your dead body into a lake, and I don't doubt the rest of the Avengers as well, dumping you into a pile of trash. Clint!" She did a backflip off the chair and Clint grabbed her feet and pulled her up into the vents. "Peter please show your classmates to the elevator." F.R.I.D.A.Y. said. Peter stood at the door and held it open. "Come on." he said loud enough for everyone to hear over the excited whispers of Black Widow's badassery. They gradually made it outside of the lunchroom. Peter began to hum a tune and the person passing him, Junior, recognized the tune. Peter hummed softly to himself "If your name is junior and your really handsome come on raise your hand" without realizing it. Junior raised his hand and Peter laughed, giving him a high five. They all got into the elevator and F.R.I.D.A.Y. took them to floor 94, personal labs. They started at Bruce's lab. "Hey Bruce." Peter said as he walked in. Bruce looked up. purple "Hello. I'm Dr. Bruce Banner. I have conducted a game where you guys can go over there and build with the tools over there, and only the tools over there. Got it, good. I need Peter and Ned to help me." All the others went over and started building, but Ned and Peter went to Bruce. He was working on some updates for Bucky's arm. "He dropped it off earlier and said to take as long as I need. You know what that means." "'Him and Steve are doing it again." Ned smirked. Bruce rolled his eyes. "Well, yes. You could have said it better, but yes. I need you to look over this code, Ned and Peter I need you to help me on this." Ned went straight away to reading the code and fixing some of Banner's mistakes. Peter went over and helped Bruce create some chemical that would make the arm stronger when hardened, but would make him more comfortable when cooled. They mixed some melted bronze with a cooled down version of Tony's blaster beams. It formed a light purple mixture that seemed to be the texture of an icing, but much less tasty. They hardened it and it looked like colored concrete. They cooled it down to a liquid and poured it into the arm through an IV seeming machine that HYDRA used to put steel through. Just as the last of them, as they decided to call it, "Lavender Steel" went int the arm, Ned announced he was finished. "Great. You can take your class to Tony's lab while I fix whatever they broke on accident." Bruce chuckled. They went back to the class and Peter announced they were going to Tony's lab but had to be super quiet. So they went silently to the walls that were made of blurred glass. "F.R.I.D.A.Y. play my 'Sacre Tony' vine compilation in Tony's lad on volume ten." Peter whispered to no one. But the A.I. heard and played the vines. "YOU ARE MY DAAD. YOURE MY DAD. BOOGIE WOOGIE OOGIE." was heard to anyone on this floor or any three or less up or down. Peter knocked on the glass once and it unblurred to reveal Tony fell down on the ground, a wrench beside him from where he was working on his suit. "PETER BENJAMIN ST- PARKER!" Tony screamed, correcting himself from nearly calling him Peter Stark. He walked through the door. "Yes?" he said, feigning innocence. "I have taught you well but please practice your mischief on someone who isn't me like Capsicle." Tony said. Peter smiled and waved at the door. The class came in. Tony flashed his paparazzi smile. "Hello people and welcome to my awesome lab. If anything breaks we have multiple security cameras so we'll know if it was you." Tony glared at Ned. Ned smiled and shyly waved. Last time Ned was in the lab he sent off a smoke bomb an went to climb into the vents but he wasn't fast enough so Tony caught him. "Okay we're leaving now bye." "Nuh-uh-uh." Tony said. He turned to address the kids finally, an award-winning paparazzi smile plastered on his face. "Who has questions to ask me?" he said, smiling. Nearly every hand shot up. "I have a question." said Flash loudly. "Okay. Raise your hand like everyone else and you might get picked on. Just like you might have gotten that job that you applied for here. Sorry about that, but Peter was a much better choice. Eugene Thompson II." Tonny said, emphasizing the 'II' because Tony knew all about Eugene. He was born into a rich family, the second secured that their family was of high status, most would say Eugene Jr., and of course Tony had looked into his file when Peter was being harassed in his own halls, as if FRIDAY wouldn't tell him. He had applied for an internship at Stark Industries five times, and his father was a CEO of a company that was his rival. Flash was destined to inherit it, just as Peter was to inherit Stark Industries. Yet Flash had interviewed here, because he didn't want his father's business. He wanted to be an Avenger. He figured the best way to do that was get a job at Stark Industries and "accidentally" set off some sort of science experiment and turn into a superhero like the Hulk or Spiderman. Funnily enough, Flash's favorite superhero was Spiderman. "Yes, Michelle." "How does it feel to be married to the most empowering woman in the world?" she asked. "Well, Pepper is great. She does everything for me really. People think I'm the smartest person but 25%of my work is Bruce, 25% is Pepper 49% is Peter here, and like 1% is actually me." People were staring at Peter again. He was blushing like mad. "Okay, we're moving on to the next lab now." Peter said, pushing everyone to the door. "I'll come." said Tony, leading the group to Peter's lab. Peter stopped dead in his tracks. "hahaha nope." Peter said to Tony. Tony just smirked at him and opened the door. "Dad no!" he said, without thinking. Everyone stopped. Tony didn't bat an eye and walked into the door. Everyone looked at Peter. He groaned, knowing that going into his lab would be better than having to deal with the- I'm a Stark- thing. He went in and knocked the glass window once so he could see the people on the other side. He motioned for his class to come in, then knocked on the glass again. Peter told FRIDAY "Fri, enable Туристический режим(Tourist mode)." and a steel wall rolled over one side of the lab. It had glass walls and everyone stood on the marble floor. There was a mahogany desk with a few Stark computers on the left wall. There was a work table in the middle and there were a few glass whiteboards littered around. There was a board with pictures all over of Tony and the Avengers and everyone assumed that it was another one of Tony's lab. But a few people recognized Aunt May in the picture that Peter hastily took down and he had glared them into silence. When they were done looking around, everyone began to ask questions. Tony ignored everyone and snapped his fingers twice. A ladder slid down from the ceiling. Everyone began to climb to see all four walls were whiteboards covered in college-level math equations and... the answers to their math homework? Tony erased that so quick that only the first up saw it. Everyone was puzzled by the math equations when someone asked Tony "Are we going to meet the person who has this lab?" Tony smiled. "You already have." He spread his arms so people just thought it was his but everyone gasped when he pulled Peter over to him. "This is Peter's lab." He said. "Dad." Peter hissed. "Not now." But Peter didn't see Flash was next to him. Flash paled. "DAD?!" He asked. "You got a problem with that?" Tony asked, protective over Peter. Flash stuttered. "N-no sir." Peter pulled away from his a fathers grasp and shimmied down the ladder. Only Ned was still down there and he was clutching the discarded picture of Aunt May. "I know I didn't know her as much as you did Peter, but I still can't believe she's gone. I'm so sorry man." Ned bear hugged Peter. Peter led him to the steel door, knocked twice on it and a keypad popped up. "What is the secret identity of the Spider-Man?" FRIDAY asked. Peter typed in his own name and the steel slid open enough for the door to show. Peter took Ned into his room and they worked on his full-functioning BB8 until Tony slid through the door. "You have to say something. That kid- Flash- pulled down the sheet over May's memorial and now they know she's gone and asking me questions and- uh- help." Peter chuckled. Peter really was 49% of Tony's intelligence. He went out the door and everyone jumped at him. But everyone quoted down at the sound of a thick sob. "Peter I'm so sorry. I had no idea. I just.. I was jealous that you got better grades, the teachers liked you better, and then you got this internship with Tony Stark and I couldn't help but wish it was me and I took it too far. Then your aunt died and- oh god- this morning- Peter, I'm so sorry." Flash was sobbing on a chair, his head on the table. Everyone was staring at him. Peter was the first one to move. Peter walked over to Flash and patted his back. Flash pulled Peter into a hug and cried into his neck. Peter smiled. He never thought that a flash could be a friend but everyone was wrong sometimes. "I forgive you." He said. Glass shattered. Someone had slammed through the wall. "Get into my room!" Peter yelled. Tony let everyone into his room and he pressed his watch, calling the Iron Spider suit to come and it came around him. He shot webs at the villain until he was in a cocoon, hanging off the building. The door opened again. There were kids crowding around him. "Where did Peter go?" asked Lindsay, a particularly stupid girl. Peter turned to Tony. He nodded and Peter took the mask down. Everyone gasped. Peter grabbed scissors and let the villain drop from level 94, landing on the concrete. "FRIDAY!" Tony yelled. Everyone peered our the smashed window and saw arms like in Mickey Mouse Club House clean up but their view was obstructed by hands putting a cloth over the window. Peter was at the whiteboard drawing something. He paused for a second, glanced at his class, and kept going. No one- not Ned, not Tony, no one- knew about Peter's art. He had thought himself how to draw through YouTube and the internet and such. But he continued, drawing what the criminal looked like on his whiteboard. It was a very realistic sketch of the man who had fallen. He took a picture with his phone and put it on his blog. "Spider-Man's Actions" was a blog, written by Spider-Man. He put up the picture with a comment saying "Rest In Peace, an unnamed enemy that fought well." He turned to his class, and pressed the spider on his suit out of habit then pressed his watch and the suit went away. "So much for an under the radar field trip, huh Peter." Karen sounded. "Indeed Karen. Indeed."