Peter Parker Oneshots

Parker's Field Trip

Peter Parker sighed as he sat in the back of the classic yellow school bus. He stared lazily out the window and out to the large city beyond.

New York had always been Peter's home. He had never gone out of Queens other than on field trips or missions... Neither of which happened often. Sure, it was crowded, filthy, and crime-ridden... But hey! It was home.

'Besides,' Peter thought. 'If I lived in a smaller city, there wouldn't be very many places to swing off of. Or hide. And the crime rates would be lower, so not much for me to do..."

He was pulled out of his thoughts by a very familiar (and annoying) voice.

"~Hey, Penis Parker.~"

Flash Thompson popped up from the seat in front of him, and propped his chin in his hand. Without turning to look at him, Peter angrily narrowed his eyes at the window.

"What do you want, Flash?"

"Just checking to see how my favorite intern is doing... Oh wait! That's right, you aren't one!"

Flash smirked as a few chuckles were heard throughout the bus. Ned, who had been sitting next to Peter, gently pat his shoulder.

"It's ok, Peter. They might not believe you now, but when we get to the compound, we can show them!"

Peter sighed.

"But that's the thing. I CAN'T show them."

Ned looked confused.

"What? Why not?"

"Because if I show my face, F.R.I.D.A.Y. or someone will recognize me and tell Mr. Stark that I'm there!"

"He doesn't know your going?! And why do you still call him 'Mr. Stark'?"

"No. And I don't know... I guess I just haven't gotten used to the whole 'him being my biological dad' thing."

Peter thought back to how, a couple months ago, Peter had gotten into a really bad fight and lost a lot of blood, therefore needing a blood transfusion. When they ran the blood to see what type he was, they found that he and Tony Stark shared similar DNA. Tony did some research... Bla, bla, bla... Turns out that Peter's Mom was one of Tony's exes. Tony officially adopted him, so now he spends the week with May and the weekends with Mr. Sta - sorry, his 'Dad'.

"Isn't it cool, though? I mean, THE Tony Stark is your DAD!"

Ned was obviously excited... More than Peter was at first, and that's saying something...

"Sh! Not so loud, people will hear you!" 

Peter said while frantically looking around to see if anyone had been spying on their conversation.

"Sorry. Why don't you want to tell anyone?"

Peter slumped on his seat.

"Mr. Stark would make a big deal out of it... And it's not like anyone would believe me... They already don't believe me about the internship..."

"What if they saw Tony say it himself?"

"They'd think I was paying him."

"Pay him? He's a billionaire! What could he possibly gain from a teenager? Besides, everybody knows your broke."

Peter scoffed.

"Wow. Thanks."

"Two minutes, everyone! Start getting ready to get off the bus! Two minutes!" Mr. Fuller yelled from the front of the bus.