What Now??? - Irondad Spiderson Marvel

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Peter was conflicted. His science class was learning about arachnids, and a couple days ago Mr. Connel had contacted Mr. Stark and asked him if he would come into class — and bring Spider-Man. For some twisted reason, Mr. Stark had said yes.

That day, Peter had May call the school and say Peter would not be attending today. He walked to the subway and rode to the stop nearest to the tower, only about three blocks away. When he entered, he scanned his security badge. He still turned a bit red when FRIDAY would announce that he had full clearance to the entire tower.

When the elevator door opened to the penthouse, he was in for a surprise. He was not expecting to walk in and see Steve and Bucky - kissing. But that was happening. He was expecting to see Nat in the doorway, taking blackmail pictures. But that was not happening. In shock, he froze and his backpack slipped from his limp arm. Full of all his make-up homework, it was pretty heavy and made a dull clunk when it hit the floor of the elevator.

Both men in the living room looked over in shock. They took in Peter's unruly hair, slack jaw, rigid body, and discarded backpack. The elevator doors slid closed because Peter had taken so long, and the movement snapped Peter back to focus. He gathered himself and grabbed his backpack, hitting the 'door open' button.

When the doors slid open once again, he noticed that Steve and Bucky were sitting as far away from each other as possible, even though both looked a bit uncomfortable and kept twitching towards each other.

Pete grinned. "You guys don't have to do that. I really don't mind, it was just a bit shocking. Just please don't get handsy in front of me, 'kay?"

"Wait," Steve began, "so you aren't gonna turn us in? You aren't gonna beat us?"

"There's nothin' to it, Stevie," Peter teased. "Being gay is completely legal and just fine — to most people. There's always gonna be homophobes, people who hate the LGBTQ community, but I don't have a problem with it." His voice lowered to a whisper. "Can I tell you guys a secret?" Both men nodded. "I'm actually genderfluid. I haven't really told anyone besides Ned and MJ, but this guy in my class, Flash, found out and now he bullies me about it. It been working for a while on trying to build up the courage to tell Mr. Stark."

"Peter," FRIDAY's voice was gentle and soothing, "Mr. Stark has been sent the audio clip. He has created an un-overridable protocol that tells him whenever you reveal something major about yourself or do or say something major within the tower. I'm very sorry if you did not want him to know yet, but I cannot stop it."

"What?! Oh no, oh no, oh no! I wanted to tell him myself! FRIDAY, has he listened to the audio yet?"

"No, Peter. He is in a meeting right now, but he plans to listen to it as soon as he gets out. He has already been notified of its existence, but not its contents."

"When does the meeting end?" At this point Peter had half-forgotten that Steve and Bucky were present.

"In five minutes, Peter."

"Where is it?"

"The seventeenth floor."

"Get me down there."

The elevator slid open and Peter dropped his backpack on the couch. "Watch that for me please," he said to the two men as he scrambled into the elevator.

The elevator sped quickly to the seventeenth floor from the 93rd. He got out just as the meeting dispersed. Tony stepped out and immediately reached for his phone. Peter caught his wrist and pulled him into an unused conference room.

"Tony, I know what that video clip is. I wanna be the one to tell you, not some protocol."

"You-you know about the scrapbook protocol?"

"Well, I didn't know it was called the scrapbook protocol, but yes. I also know we have to get to my school in like ten minutes, so I'll be quick. Tony, I'm genderfluid. I discovered about a month ago, and so far the only people who know are you, Steve, Bucky, Ned, and MJ." Peter didn't tell him about the bully.

"Peter. I fully accept you. You are still the same kid I love like my own. Only one question: are you okay with me still calling you Peter, or do you prefer something else?"

"I'm good with Peter."

"Also, Bucky and Wanda have insisted on doming to your class with us to protect you. I tried to argue on your behalf, but they were very insistent."

Peter groaned. "Fine."

Bucky and Wanda popped into the room then, asking to leave.

"Alright kids, let's go," Tony chuckled.

Bucky sulked for a moment. "I'm 102 years old."

"Yet you still behave like a five year old," Peter grumbled, and everyone broke. They laughed until they were clutching their sides.

"Pete, put on your suit."

Peter pulled the little trinket from his pocket and tossed it on his wrist. His suit expanded from the little metal circle and covered his body.

Wanda and Bucky also tossed on nano tech suits. Peter had made a couple upgrades to their suits while he was bored one afternoon, and they both kept them.

Bucky's, of course, was a black bulletproof Henley-type shirt and skin tight black bulletproof jeans. All the spots where veins would be in his arms and legs were highlighted in green, beginning to fade at the knees and elbows. His metal arm was covered by the shirt. The nano tech put a mask over his face similar to the one he had worn as the Winter Soldier. It had green outlines for his mouth and nose. His hair was pulled back in a messy bun.

Wanda's was black as well. It was a skin-tight body suit. There was red diagonal lines on the legs, and a loose-ish red leather jacket. She flipped down the hood that framed her face perfectly and pulled her hair into a messy bun in the back to rival Bucky's with a red elastic.

"Let's go!" Wanda exclaimed excitedly.

The three of them left the building together and got into one of Tony's cars. Happy drove them to Midtown.

They walked in to the science class. The entire class gasped: Mr. Connel had not told them some Avengers would be coming.

"Class, this is Iron Man and Spider-Man - and some other unplanned guests."

"Sorry 'bout them," Tony apologized to Mr. Connel. "They insisted on coming to protect lil spidey."

"I'm not little!" Peter piped up defensively.

"You are five feet four inches," Karen informed helpfully.

Peter's enhances hearing picked up on Flash whispering to one of his buddies in the back of the room, "I bet Penis didn't come today because he knew about Tony Stark coming and didn't want everyone to know he doesn't actually know Iron Man. He's so desperate!"

Peter said just to the coms, not so the class could hear, "Mr. Stark, can I take off my helmet while I talk?"

"Kid, you know the kids'll recognize you?"

"Yep."

"Go ahead, kid."

"Good luck, Pete," Bucky said over the coms.

"Spider-Man has agreed to answer any questions about arachnids."

Many hands went in the air at once. Peter started by calling on a sweet girl named Emily, who he didn't know very well.

"Um, can spiders actually lay eggs in you ears?"

Peter willed the nano tech to expose his head. It did as he asked, and the whole class (besides Ned) froze.

"That is very true, Emily. Anyone else?"

No hands went up this time.

"Dad- I mean, Mr. Star- oh, fuck it, dad, can we go now? It doesn't seem like anyone has any questions."

Tony nodded and the four superheroes left the school to go eat pizza at the compound.

"Peter, the audio clip from the end of your school trip has been saved due to the scrapbook protocol."

Peter just smiled his ass off. "Dad, pass me a piece please!"