Field trip to where? (ft.Irondad)

The Mentor, The Mentee

"They should be by the right wall in the...DUM-E! I'll take that now. I swear you don't shape up now forget about the city college I'll donate you to the dumpster."

On the top floor of the tallest building in New York, there was Tony Stark in Iron Man PJs barking orders at robots and signing some papers for his fiancè.

Happy Cleared his throat, "Tony, you called someone, remember? or did I drive through Saturday morning New York traffic for nothing?"

Tony turned to the one and a half man audience, "Oh yes, Mr. Parker! Welcome to my personal tinkering lab, where you will be working for the next week. So feel free to add or remove a table or couch, get the pizza, soda and gummy zoo from the fridge over there- DUM-E! For the love of Vibranium, you break that and I'll get Clint's daughter to give you a paint job. You'll look good in Pink."

Tony jogged over to the other side of the room to take a bag of nanochips out of DUM-E's grip."Also, looks like you're on babysitting duty." Tony gestured to him.

"What?!" Peter and Happy replied at the same time.

"Not you Hap, go see if Pep needs help with that trip to Santa Monica." He told the bigger man with a grin.

"Twenty years. This is what comes." Happy mumbled on his way out.

"Geez, for someone named Happy he is NOT very Happy. Yeah, that was bad. So, what do you say, Mr.Parker, let's get to business." Tony cracked at his own joke and gave Peter a light pat on the shoulder.

Peter nodded dumbly. "Um, Mr.Stark...what do you mean by 'Babysitting'?"Tony took a backstep, "Oh pardon my manners. Dummy, meet DUM-E. DUM-E, Peter the Dummy. Yeah, I'm hilarious."

The robot with a claw, DUM-E, gave excited beeps and extended his hand towards Peter.Okay. He was shaking hands with a robot. He was babysitting the said robot. Still not the weirdest thing he has done.

"So, I keep him from breaking stuff?" Peter asked. Tony raised his eyebrows "Well what else would you do?" Peter scratched his head. This was slightly disappointing

Tony snorted and gave Peter another pat on his back "Relax kid, I'm messing with you. I'll just plug him out. No see, you, young Pedro, are here to help me with a suit for the Sting. And before you go all 'I have homework' I already sent a note to Midtown and yes, your Aunt is okay with it. Hell hath no fury like a spider-kid's Aunt."

Peter looked like a kid who had been told Christmas came early. Tony reached for his mug behind Peter, who was unable to control his inner fanboy any longer and took it as an invitation, he glomped Mr.Stark.

Tony realized that Peter didn't realize Super-strength enhanced hugs are lethal."O-Okay, I's reech'in f're my coffe-" He tried to escape the death grip before he choked, but luckily Peter released his mentor, and after helping him up apologized profoundly.Tony, while admittingly in a deadly scenario seconds ago, waved off the younger's apologies because even if he could barely feel his ribs, that was unquestionably one of the best hugs he had received in a lifetime.

"Okay, so, do you remember Berlin?" Peter nodded "The Captain America thing?"

"Good. So that new guy, the one who shrinks and grows...He was called ant-man I think, he had some very interesting technology." said Tony.

"Actually, Mr.Stark" Peter piped in, "I did some research on that. I saw some reports of something interesting, a giant tank randomly appeared on top of Pym Tech in San Francisco"Tony rubbed his forehead, "That's exactly what I found. Now, this is important because Pym Tech was founded by Hank Pym."

"Hank Pym?" Peter asked, "Like the Theoretical Physicist?"

Tony nodded, "So, I called in a few favors with Fury, and did some digging around old S.H.I.E.L.D files, all hard copies, by the way, took me hours. I found that Howard Stark once tried recruiting Hank Pym, back in 1989, because he discovered what was known as the Pym particle."

Peter was confused. "Pym particle? I thought it was a rumor. A hypothetical boson that could alter relative siz- Oh.Oh, wow. So that's why you're Dad tried recruiting him? I take it he declined?"

Tony sighed "He said no. And he hates my Dad too. But, I did some research on Scott Lang, ant-man's real name, and found his connections to Pym and his daughter. Of course, they had to go into hiding because they helped Lang take Cap's side on the whole accords thing, but eventually, I found him. He wanted nothing to do with me but eventually, we came to a...an agreement. They wanted some money, which was understandable, they also wanted to see a prototype for a new suit. The best tech, compatible with the Pym particle, which they refused to give me till I gave them what they wanted. And he wanted it within a week. The sour old man, didn't age well."

Peter had a thoughtful face, "Mr. Stark, so you want me to help you make the suit, staying out of school for one week...but how could I help?"

"No," Tony said smugly. "I want to help YOU make the suit."

"But Mr. Stark! I'm a just a sophomore, I-I don't think I'm qualified to do this..." Peter said, sight panic evident in his voice.

"Web shooters, Pete. You made the body with scraps from a dumpster in shop class, and you achieved quantum tunneling in your drawer in a school's Chem lab. I know, kid. Have a little faith."

"But its just web-fluid!" Peter said startled, "That doesn't give me a degree in Quantum Physics!"

 

Tony smirked and pulled out a hologram from his watch, "No, kid. The online MIT class you took for a year from edX and wrote a test for $7.99 gives you a degree."

"I didn't think that was real!"

"Yeah? Well, it is. But if you don't want to play with nanotech and make quantum tech like this you can walk home." Tony gave Peter a display of a blaster that materialized out of thin air from his bleeding-edge suit.

"Well, I- Oh that is some very good tech. You're evil, Mr.Stark."

"The evilest."

"That's not a word"