Cap's Daughter: The Great Ace

Finding Out

I closed my locker after putting my books up and I felt someone cover my eyes.

"Guess who." He said.

"Spiderman!" I joked.

"What?" He uncovered my eyes and I turned around. "Noooo."

"I know, Pete." I patted his chest and walked around him.

"Did you get home safely yesterday?" He asked.

"Actually, Spiderman brought me home." I smiled at the memory.

"Oh, did he?" Peter and I started walking to Happy's car.

"Yea." I sighed dreamily.

"Well, I'm glad you got home safely." He opened the door and held it for me. I climbed in and thanked him.

"What are you doing later?" He asked, grabbing an apple.

"I'm going on a tour. At the Avengers Tower." I said.

"Really?" He exclaimed.

"Yea, my mom paid Tony Stark to give me a tour." I lied.

"Lucky." He smiled. "I have never gotten a tour and I work for the guy."

"Guess I'm special." I smirked.

"Very." He barely wispered.

"What?" I asked. I knew what he said.

"I said berry." He picked up a raspberry and popped it in his mouth. He doesn't even like those and soon enough, his face twisted and he had to spit it out.

"Nasty there?" I giggled.

"Very." He repeated.

Happy dropped Peter off and drove me to the tower. I walked in and slung my backpack on a chair and sat down. I started surfing through the channels when dad and Nat came in the room kissing.

"Get a room." I shouted. They stopped kissing and  dad put his hands on his hips.

"Really?" He whined.

"Yea." I laughed and ran up to my room. I plopped on the bed and texted Peter.

When we were done talking it was dark outside and I went downstairs to see Stark in the doorway with his back facing me.

"Uh, Stark?" I said.

"Huh?" He turned around to face me and I didn't even look at him. Peter was standing in the doorway with a Spiderboy suit on.

"Peter?" I came closer and noticed his face was all bruised up. "Peter what happened?"

"There's something I should tell you." He shot a web and accidentally broke an expensive vase. "Sorry, Mr. Stark."

"Well, tell me." I grabbed his wrist and he flinched. "Sorry."

"I'm, I'm Spiderman." He admitted while I was pulling him into the kitchen to get the first aid kit.

"I'm know." I said casually.

"What? How?" He said, taken aback.

"Well, you have this scent that follows you everywhere, you're voice is squeaky, you look like you keep a frog in your mouth, and I seen the files on your computer and the web fluid on your table." I pulled out the kit and started treating his bruises. "There isn't much I can do about the bruises, but I can try."

"How do you know where everything is?" He asked.

"Oh, I am still on the tour." I lied.

"That's right." He smiled. "Have you met Ace yet?"

"No." I technically haven't met her because I am her.

"Oh, she's amazing. I never thought I could like someone and not even know what they look like." Peter likes me!

"Oh yeah?" I said, trying to keep my cool. I have liked Peter since second grade.

"Yea." He smiled.

"Well, you're all done." I held my arms out.

"Thank you." He stood up and started to go towards the door.

"Wait, can I come with you?" I asked hopefully.

"Of course." He smiled and we walked back to his house. Which I might say is a good ten miles, but it's Peter I'd walk the moon with him.