Peter and Tony Oneshots

Stark Tower Fieldtrip

Summary: Peter Parker and his class went on a field trip to the Stark Tower

Type: funny

Date: they never sold the Tower, and Infinity War never happened.

The bell rang, and Peter found himself jumping up out of his seat. Finally, he thought schools over. He reached down to grab his backpack, and some people already started shuffling to the door.

"Wait," Mrs. Wilson announced, causing people to stop and groan. What now? All he wants to do is go on patrol. "This Friday we will have a tour at the Stark Tower,"

Peter's eyes widened. Oh god, he did not want to do this. He already went to the Stark Tower every other Friday, and this Friday happened to be one of them. How fun was that?

Some people eyes lit up. They wanted to meet the Avengers. Mrs. Wilson passed out permission slips. When was the field Trip? If it was after school, he would already be going to the Stark Tower. But if it was during the day then maybe he could just forget to tell his Aunt about the field trip and he could stay back?

His eyes skimmed the top piece of paper. No times, shouldn't they say the times like first thing? He turned the page and skimmed.

9-11:30, will stop for lunch after

Thank god. Peter smiled a small smile, but then dropped it. Most people have left the classroom, he was one of the only three people left in the classroom. Peter picked up his backpack and walked out of the door.

-

Thursday night, Peter and Aunt May sat around the dinner table. They were eating Chinese food.

"Hey Peter," May said, breaking the silence. Peter looked up from his food to look at his aunt. "I got an email from your school today." Peter instantly panicked. What'd he do? There must've been something. I mean sure, ever since he became Spiderman his grades spilled a little, but they weren't bad. Mostly As and Bs, he was still a smart kid.

"About...?" He was scared for the answer.

"Why didn't you tell me you had a field trip to the Stark Tower tomorrow?" She asked, ignoring his question but answering it at the same time. "Did you forge my signature? How many other things have you signed in my name?"

Peter just sighed. So the email was one sent to his whole class, but a specific one about him.

"I wasn't going to go," Peter answered truthfully. "I'm going that Friday anyways after school, I'll just stay at school."

"And go to what class?" Peter didn't think about that question. May took Peter's silence as an answer. "Go get your permission slip so I can sign it." She stated. Peter didn't want to go. It'd be... embarrassing.

"I don't have it anymore, I threw it away," Peter lied. On Monday he had stuffed it in his backpack before running out of class. Now he wished he really did throw it away.

"Go get your backpack and bring it here," May states, "and if that is the case. I can always email the school." She wasn't going to budge. Peter just sighed, and stood up. Later coming back with the permission slip in his hand.

"Look who found it," May smiled. Peter wanted to roll his eyes, but he didn't. He handed May the two paged permission slip. She skimmed over it, before turning the page, and skimming again. On the bottom she signed her name, and had Peter sign his before he put it back in his backpack. He was not looking forward to the next day.

-

His class stood in front of the Stark Tower, all gasping at the sight. All except Peter, that is. He's been here plenty of times, Sure he didn't have a full tour of it but he knew the basics and what he needed to know.