Training Spider-Man (Tom Holland Spider-Man)

Two

(I may not have watched the movie but I still love Tom Holland😂😂)

    "You're joking." Zoe blanched, looking at the suit Peter was holding out to her. She looked between men, and allowed Peter to awkwardly place the suit in her outstretched hand. She looked down at it, then up at Peter. That hand was outstretched to show emphasis, not to take the suit.

"No, I'm not." Tony folded his arms across his chest. "You'll train and get into shape, then the spiderling will teach you his webby ways."

"Wh- what?" Zoe brought a hand to her forehead. "So I'm like his stunt double or something?"

"Or something." Tony made an unamused face. "Look, spider kid here needs to go on a very top secret hush hush mission and no, you can't ask, but we need somebody to fill his place while he's gone."

"What does test scores have to do with training to be Spider-Man?" Zoe asked the question she had been dying to ask.

"Oh, no, that was just a bonus." Stark made a face, walking over to one of his many expensive consoles. "Friday, bring up the big screen please."

"Pulling up the big screen, Mr. Stark."

"This place is so cool..." Zoe whispered to herself, watching as a large display hovered itself.

"Yeah, you wouldn't believe what other stuff he's got." Peter whispered back and Zoe looked over, once again staring with wide eyes. "I'm sorry, you keep doing that- is there something-"

"He has more?" Zoe interrupted and Peter backtracked. "Oh, oh yeah. Tons of stuff."

"This, is what finalized the decision." Tony pressed a button and Zoe felt herself shrink.

On the screen was a video of all her fights, clipped together. One by one they played, starting from second grade when she beat up a group of sixth graders and moving to just last week, when her friend who claimed to be a boxer finally threw his fist at her and she kicked his ass. Peter watched with wide eyes, he had no choice in the matter, so this was the first time seeing anything of the girl other than what he'd seen in person.

"O-okay, but, those were just-"

"You have an incredible natural instinct, which is more than I can say for most kids your age." Peter made a face, feeling like Stark was somehow calling him out. Zoe however, was still wide eyed and clutching the suit to her chest. Stark put his hands on his hips as the screen flickered and disappeared. "So, you start now. Kid number one will show you the rest of the stuff."

"Um, w-well let's get started?" Zoe looked over to Peter with her perpetually baffled expression.

"Yeah." She squeaked. "Yeah, lets."

By the next day Zoe had calmed herself enough to regain her sarcastic capabilities and settled into the room across from Peter. Seven thirty in the morning, barely awake, dressed in a sports bra and sweats, Zoe followed a fully awake Peter Parker into the elevator and up to the dining hall. There he bounced over to the breakfast counter, and began shuffling through the fridge for something to eat.

Zoe stood a few feet behind, rubbing insistently at her sleep sealed eye. Peter turned quickly, and let out a nervous laugh.

"Are you hungry?" He asked, only to receive an unintelligible grunt. "What do you want for breakfast?"

"Coffee." She rasped. Peter gave her a look. She opened both eyes with a squint, eyeing the glass or orange juice and apple in his hands. "You're not really going to eat that for breakfast, are you?"