Hey, Little Spider || Peter Parker One-Shots

Not Your Average Field Trip

A/N: Let's say that everything in Homecoming happened, except that the tower was never sold (and the Avengers are living in it).

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"And class," Mr. Harrington shouted over the bell that marked the end of the school day, "Don't forget to get your permission slips signed! Remember, if you don't have the slip, you can't go on the trip!"

Ned snorted at the awful rhyme as he stuffed his textbook into his bag. Peter, meanwhile, was gazing forlornly at the piece of paper in his hands: the permission form for the class trip to the tower. The Avengers Tower.

"Cheer up, Peter," Ned said, "It'll be fun! Besides, what's the worst that could happen?"

"Someone could recognize me!" Peter exclaimed, "Mr. Stark could embarrass me! Or ... or ..." Peter scrambled to find another excuse, "this paper -" he jabbed at the paper accusingly "- says we'll get to meet the Avengers. The Avengers, Ned! The ones I fought as Spider-Man! What if they figure out it's me? Don't get me wrong, it would be awesome to, like, meet-meet the Avengers instead of, like, half-meeting them, but -"

"Peter! Calm down!" Ned interrupted, chuckling, "It'll be fine! Anyway, wanna come over to my house to build my newest LEGO set? It's the Millennium Falcon - 2,506 pieces."

Peter grinned at his friend, grateful for the distraction. "Awesome! Just let me grab my jacket."

***

The week sped by far too fast for Peter's liking, and as much as he wanted to avoid it, the fateful day of the field trip arrived. Peter dragged his feet all the way out the door, and barely made it to school before his class left without him.

He shoved his permission slip at Mr. Harrington, scrambled onto the bus, and dropped into the open seat next to Ned. He muttered a quick Hey in response to MJ's 'Sup, loser, before getting into a conversation with Ned about the LEGO set they'd started the night before.

Of course, it didn't take long before Flash noticed Peter. And when Flash noticed him, Flash had to start bullying him.

"'Sup Parker," Flash said nastily, "Are you ready to admit your so called internship is a lie?"

Peter just ignored him. For the rest of the bus ride, he kept up a slightly more tense conversation with Ned, while Flash continued to mock him. Mr. Harrington, as usual, seemed to hear nothing.

***

As the bus approached the tower, the class was pressed up against the windows in an attempt to get a better view. That is, everyone except for Peter (who had seen the tower from much better vantage points) and MJ (who evidently thought her book was far more exciting than the Avengers Tower). Even Ned - a hardcore Avengers fanboy - scrambled to get a good look.

Once they'd pulled up to the tower, the group poured out into the sunlight, gaping in awe at the structure. Peter gazed up to the window of Tony Stark's personal lab; he'd been in there a few times, and it was practically heaven. He wished he could teleport up and hide until the tour was over. If Mr. Stark caught him, well, that wouldn't be a bad way to go.

Mr. Harrington herded the teenagers through the front doors, and into the lobby. They stood in an awkward bunch near the reception desk, until a smiling intern emerged from the elevator.

"Hello!" she chirped, "Are you Mr. Harrington's class? Booked an all-day tour?

"That's us." Mr. Harrington replied.

"Great!" the intern exclaimed, "I'm Callie, and I'll be your tour guide for today. We'll start by going over the history of Stark Industries, take a look through some of the labs, and finish up with a tour of the Avengers museum and a Q&A with the Avengers themselves. Any questions?"