Peter walked into the tower after school. The day sucked: the teachers were intentionally being mean to him and Flash was a dick. On top of it all, he wasn't allowed to go on the annual field trip due to his tardy attendance.
Peter huffed in annoyance and walked up to the elevator. He was in a 'touch me and fuck you all' mood today. He was about to call FRIDAY when one of the security captains, obviously a guy who just got promoted, yelled at the top of his lungs.
"STOP THAT KID HE'S TRYING TO BREAK INTO THE TOWER!"
Immediately security guards rushed out from every direction towards Peter. Any other day, Peter would've tried the diplomatic approach: trying to reason with security and showing them his badge and stuff. But today, as mentioned above, his mood was like Happy Hogan times 10.
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Peter yelled at them to stop at first but they kept coming. By the looks of it they were gonna pile on him to stop him from entering. Peter didn't give a single fuck about them. In seconds they were all laying on the ground gasping for air. Peter smirked and walked to the private elevator and it sent him to the penthouse.
When he entered, he saw the rogues standing there. He didn't acknowledge them and just proceeded to the kitchen for a drink. He heard someone clear their throat.
"Kid, what are you doing here?" It was the most patriotic man of America. Steve Rogers.
"I'm supposed to be here, unlike you." Peter snapped. He drank his water in one gulp.
"Who are you?" Cap asked again.
"Tony's intern." Peter said and walked towards the lab while asking FRIDAY where the fuck Mr. Stark was.
"Son, don't swear. You shouldn't be interning for Stark, he's just a drunk fool. He is bad influence for young people like you." Steve said.
"Aren't you a little old to be alive?" Peter sneered.
Tony chose this moment to enter the room and proudly spit his coffee, cackling.
