Home is where the (heart) Avengers Are

The Trip

Dinner passed like every other dinner with the Avengers (apart from it being Shawarma for dinner, not Tacos, and Wade in his apartment, not at the table). Bucky only broke one fork, Steve only had to stop Tony from strangling Clint once, and Natasha didn't curse in Russian once. (She cursed twice but that's unimportant). Until everyone had finished eating. Peter had been tense throughout the course of the meal, and had finally started to relax, when Natasha (of course it was Natasha) announced, "So, Little Spider, I hear you have a field trip tomorrow. Anywhere exciting?"

Tony raised an eyebrow, "Shouldn't there have been some sort of permission slip to sign?"

Peter waved his hand in a decidedly nonchalant manner, "Yeah, but I just forged your signature."

While Tony spluttered indignantly and muttered things such as "Multi-billionaire...Trust Issues...Forgeries, ha...", Cap asked "Where?"

Peter looked down. "Oh, nowhere interesting, just this boring building," He mumbled.

Natasha smirked.

"What?" Clint urged, seeing Natasha's Expression. "Nat's keeping secrets!" He whined.

"Well," She explained, "It looks like our Little Spider's coming to Avengers Tower for his field trip tomorrow."

Tony paused his murmurings and sharply looked towards Peter. His mouth grew into a smirk

Peter knew all too well. Tomorrow was going to be... interesting. He knocked his head against the table in defeat.

***

The next day, although the Tower was only a few blocks away from Midtown Tech, Peter's class took the bus. Peter supposed this was for the best; with his luck, they'd get mugged halfway there. Excited chatter filled the bus.

"Hey, Penis!" Flash called from the back of the bus. Peter ignored him from where he sat next to Ned. "We've been taking bets on whether or not your internship is real. There's only, like, 2 people who believe you." Flash pointed at Ned. "3 if you count your fat boyfriend, but he's not taking bets."

MJ called across the bus from where she was seated at the front, "Shut up, Eugene! You wish you could be Peter's boyfriend." There were giggles from a few of Peter's classmates. Flash fumed.

Ned chatted excitedly into Peter's ear the rest of the way there, undeterred by Flash's comments. Peter mentally face-palmed. Why was this happening? All too soon, Peter found himself in the very familiar lobby of the Avengers Tower.

"Hello," Mr Harrington said, approaching the reception. "I have a labs tour? For my Biochemistry class. Should be under Midtown Tech? 10 o'clock?"

The receptionist- Christine, if Peter remembered correctly- scanned the computer in front of her. "Ah, yes," She replied after clicking her mouse a few times (Probably clicking away from the Tetris game she was playing. It was oddly popular among the staff). "Your tour guide will be here shortly. In the meantime, I hope you don't mind, but we must run a compulsory security check."

"What would that entail exactly?" Mr Harrington asked.

"Oh, nothing out of the ordinary. Just checking for weapons or cameras. Phones are fine, as long as they remain turned off."

Mr Harrington agreed, and moved his class over to the decidedly airport-looking security scanners. Not that seeing these was anything new to Peter, he just rarely had to enter the tower through the main lobby. He usually entered... well, through the window, scaring the crap out of Hawkeye if he was ever unfortunate to be in the same room. Which was kind of ironic, Peter thought, seeing as he spent half his life scaring people by jumping out of the vents behind them. Peter smiled smugly as Flash was forced to hand over his camera to one of the security guards. As each student passed through security, Friday would call, "Visitor, Clearance Pass: Omega". Peter balked just as he was about to pass through security.