Spiderkid

Halloween 2

[Recap: it's Halloween (^obviously) and Flash dresses up as Spider-Man, announcing that he was his hero and MJ and Ned got defensive while Peter got an Avengers Alert in the middle of lecturing them...]

Peter stared down at his phone, indecisive. Should he go? Ditch class to see if the team needed help? Or stay because, well, they were the Avengers. Shouldn't they be able to handle it? Maybe he should just text Tony to see what was going on... Peter picked up the phone and had just opened his contact when a quick hand appeared and swiped it away, his spidey sense startling him enough to knock him out of his chair in the process.

The class laughed as he sheepishly looked up at the teacher. He stood glaring down at the star-fighter wannabe as he held the latest Stark phone Tony had given him a few weeks before.

"Mr. Parker," he gritted, steel in his voice. Unlike most of Peter's teachers, who loved him for being so compliant and model student, Mr. Roque had it out for him. He had been trying to prove Peter wasn't perfect all year and was constantly watching him for mistakes. Obviously he was proud of himself for catching the arachnid red handed.

"Texting in class?" He tisked. "I'm going to have to take your phone for the day Mr. Parker. You can get it on my desk after school and we will have a long discussion."

What? Wasn't that a little much for a first offense? Why did he hate Peter so much? What had he ever done to him?

"Sir-" he tried to argue.

"No excuses!" He held up a threatening finger. "Don't make me get your parents involved young man."

Peter's face twitched at the mention and MJ was on her feet, despite their earlier disagreement.

"Tyler had his phone out for the third time the other day and all he got was another warning!" She shoved a finger in a mousy haired kid's general direction.

The teacher nearly growled. "Ms. Jones, that is quite enough-"

"Back in black! Hit the sack! I've been too long, I'm glad to be back! Yes I'm let loose! From the noose! That's kept me hanging about-"

(A/n The lyrics are darker than I thought...)

Peter stared at his phone with a pale face along with the class, who winced sympathetically. Fick. Double fick. That was Tony calling. It must have been more important than he thought. But now the one teacher that hated him had his phone!

Mr. Roque sneered down at the screen. "Oh look at that, Tony Stark is calling. Who is he really?"

"It really is Mr. Stark!" Peter scrambled up and begged. "Please, it might be important!"

I already know it's important! He's called twice! Once with the fricking Avengers Alert!

"Then you wouldn't mind if I confirmed his identity?" The man glared at Peter and began to bring the phone up to his ear.

"Fine, just...hurry!" Anything to get his phone back fast. Tony would get a kick out of this anyways.

Roque smirked and accepted the call on speaker phone. Why did he have to be such a prick? Peter actually liked biology, but this guy was starting to ruin it for him. The entire class gathered around the phone in their costumes snickering, work papers forgotten. Peter resisted the urge to scoff. Then the billionaire started talking.

"Kid? Pete? Oh thank god you're okay, I need you to pick up your aunt and..."

Tony paused, having yet to hear the arachnid's usual immediate response.