What Tangled Webs We Weave

Chapter Eleven

Two days had past by quickly. Most of that time, Peter stayed in his room. He was without a phone, without a suit, overall just bored.

His dads would come in occasionally.  They'd try to talk to him, but Peter only was partly paying attention. He felt... empty.

One day, his Dad came in with a laptop. Peter looked him up and down, eyebrows knitted together in confusion.

"You might want to see this," he said, passing him the laptop, which was open to an article.

Peter Rogers-Stark attacks classmate?
Article by E.B.

Peter Rogers-Stark, son of Ironman and Captain America - two of 'earths mightiest heroes' - may not be as much as a hero as we might have once thought.

Two days ago, Midtown School Of Science and Technology's Academic Decathlon team were on a reunion trip to a wealthy hotel. It was the second day of the trip when tension started to build between the group.

"He was acting strange the whole trip," Flash Thompson, kid who got punched told us. "He claims he was sick the first day and 'stayed in his room' for the rest of the day."
Could Mr. Rogers-Stark have skipped? And, if he truly was sick, did that have anything to do with his violent behavior?

Mr. Thompson tells us that they had just started working on answering some questions when Peter got mad at something he said.

"I stated the obvious," Flash said, "He got mad and tried to come for me. When the teacher and his girlfriend tried to calm him down, he seemed fine, but when I apologized, he came after me. He punched me in the nose and broke it."

Peter Rogers-Stark has a violent nature, it would seem. This once thought to be harmless child of two heroes, now is in danger of becoming a villain himself. You start off breaking kids noses, then, soon enough, you're trying to destroy the Avengers.

Peter felt his face grow red. "That little son of a-" Peter shut the laptop and groaned. "I can't believe him!"

"Easy, Pete. I can always try to have it taken down if you'd like." Tony hesitated before resting a hand on Peter's shoulder.

"You take it down here, it's probably gone up somewhere else. What's the point?" He flopped face first into the bed.

Tony sighed. "Peter, I just need to know, did you skip?"

"No!" Peter lied, already upset. "Look, was that all you came in here to do? Show me an article Flash made someone write?"

Tony stood up. "Look.  I just thought you might want to know.  Sorry I tried to let you know what was going on."  And with that, he left the room.

Peter couldn't believe Flash. Did he really have to do that? And he said that he had apologized? He was ready to die.

He spent the rest of the time before the Spidey Press Conference pretty much moping in his room. Not productive, but Peter didn't care at the moment.

And there he was now, outside of the room where a bunch of reporters, teens, citizens and kids were sitting, waiting for Peter to answer their questions.

He looked up at Steve who stood beside him. "Do I have to do this?" He whined, his mask in hand.

Steve nodded. "Look, Pete. It won't be so bad. Just answer their questions for a while, then you're done. Plus, you'll have your dad up there with you. You'll be fine. They just want to know more about Spider-Man."

I mean, I've been an Avenger for almost two years, Peter held back from saying.  And been Spider-Man for more than three.

Before either could say anything, the doors slowly began to open.  Peter scrambled to get his mask on before he was in anyone's line of sight.