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The day of the field trip, everyone on it was jumpy. Seventy-six kids in two fourty seat buses jumping to see the homestead of the Avengers.

Sure, for different reasons. Peter was jumpy cause he knew every single Avenger and hoped nothing would happen to embarrass him. Ned might meet an Avenger. MJ could meet the Black Widow. Lastly, Flash could taunt the fuck out of Peter in front of his idols, he loved being a bully.

Peter, Ned, and MJ got to school at the same time as they had walked together (Its a fanfic let the queen walk with them). The non-Avengers of the three gushing about what could happen, mostly Ned.

They got on the bus for the field trip a half hour later. The ride over was rather fun as one kid, who Peter thinks name was Ariana, had started a singalong.

They arrived and everyone got accounted for as they left the buses, all rushing out except for Peter and MJ. Ned gushing as he saw the tower in it's full glory.

The three regrouped and stuck together as they walked in. They were soon met with a green eyed Irish receptionist. He asked with a kurt smile, "You're Mrs. Phantomhive and Coach Peralta from MidTown School of Technology? I have the day passes for everyone."

As the teachers nodded quickly, they had a small conversation before the receptionist looked around at the students.

The tall man waved at everyone and gave a subtle nod to Peter. The young hero waved back with a smile. 'Jack's the kindest. Let's hope he isn't just a welcome wagon.' Peter thought.

Jack explains with a smile, "These are passes with guest clearance to the training room, meeting room, and few other places. Make sure to have them scanned at the clearance checks or one of the Avengers might attack you."

Jack passed out the passes, giving Peter and MJ fist bumps cause he liked the two the best out of the whole class. Flash making a small comment while coughing fakely, "Gay!"

MJ coughs back, "Taken unlike you." That got her a pat on the back from Jack the receptionist and a small murmur, "Neither are wrong." from Peter.

They continued and got to the first clearance check which was to the elevator that led to the meeting room. Ned went first and Peter's eyes widened as FRIDAY's voice spoke, "Edward Leeks, Age 17, Clearance Level Guest."

He forgot about the sounded off response, your full name, age, and clearance level being residence, worker, intern, or guest. Sadly, for him Steve added something, most technological thing he ever did.

He was next, he held out the pass uneasily. He walked forward and FRIDAY spoke, "Peter Benjamin Parker Stark-Rogers, Age 16, Clearance Level Residence." FRIDAY's voice switched to Captain's voice, "Hey Petey. Love you."

The gesture was kind but not now. The class stared in complete awe, Peter just stayed silent. Flash spoke up, "Hey Penis! How much did you have to suck to get that to happen."

Peter blushed heavily as he waited for everyone to come in. The elevator splitting the group into four trips. Lucky, MJ, Ned, and Peter were responsible enough to keep sixteen or so teenagers in check.

Ned looked at Peter before asking quietly, "Peter, how come that happened?"

The spider-like boy shrugged looking nervous and praying to the gods, his pops wasn't going to walk in. Sadly, it was worse. Natasha walked in with a smile.

Seeing everyone, she waved and spoke calmly, "Hello."

Her blonde hair and pearly white teeth got a lot of boys to respond with a hello as well. Peter put his hood on but that did not work with Natasha. She smirked and said, "So any one here like Spiderman? Want to see his suits?"

Peter's eyes widened. He sighed as he heard Flash say, "Peter Parker does. He's friends with him apparently!"

Natasha looked at Peter and winked unnoticably as she went on a computer and disabled the messages from his parents for each room.

She then stood up and led the group to Peter's workshop, better known as Spider's corner. His own, who he did not like any one touching things.



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