Father Fury {Discontinued}

Chapter Twenty

Due to the obvious fact of not being able to fit sixteen kids in one car, Phil and Nick insisted on driving at the front and taking the younger kids first. They still needed to speak to both principles about all their kids, so Phil had made an early phone call whilst the kids were getting ready and dressed about being late to the high school.

Phil and Nick drove their white New Generation Hyundai Santa Fe with Peter, Pietro, and Tony behind them and then Wanda and Shuri sat in the two seats behind the boys.

Steve followed first in his red Vauxhall Corsa with Bucky in the passenger seat and then Clint, Natasha, and Bruce in the middle.

Behind Steve's car drove Thor with Loki in his black Volkswagen Up, and then after them came T'Challa driving his blue Audi A1 with Sam in the passenger seat and Scott in the middle seat of the three behind.

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All the car parks together in the middle school car park. Phil and Nick urged their kids out the car and - unlike Shuri, Wanda, and Peter - Pietro and Tony didn't move.

"I don't want to go to school. Schools boring and American kids don't like Sokovian kids!" Pietro complained, arms crossed over his chest.

"Bullies," Tony whispered, looking down. Nick sighed and glanced at the older kids who were all stood around their cars.

"Do you want me to take Shuri in, Phil? I can't explain to the head this predicament." T'Challa offered. Phil smiled and nodded, letting the African girl skip to her brother.

"I want to go in also." Wanda said. "I'll take her." Natasha suggested, holding her hand out to the preteen. Wanda took it, smiling and dragging Natasha so that she could keep up with Shuri.

Phil smiled at Peter who stood anxiously by the car. "How about you, sweetie? Wanna go in with the girls?" Peter nodded, smiling slightly as Phil instructed Bruce to take the younger boy in.

"Come on now, lads. It can't be that bad." Nick cringed at how tender his voice sounded. This was not his work voice.

"School just generally sucks." Pietro grumbled. Nick groaned. "But how?! You were all excited this morning!"

Phil lay a hand in his husbands shoulder. "We need to get them in or we'll be even more late to the high school." Nick nodded and leant over Pietro to unplug the boy.

"Out. Now." He said in his demanding S.H.I.E.L.D voice. Just like how the other workers trembled at Nick Coulson-Fury's voice in the office, Pietro found himself shuddering and doing exactly what Nick said. Tony quietly followed.

"Right, now we need to go in and catch up with the girls and Peter." Phil said, grabbing Tony's hand. He knew the boy would pull away once they were inside the building, but for now it was ok.

Nick locked the cars and walked ahead of the others with his head held high. The teenagers joined the adults and Tony and Pietro so as to not have to wait awkwardly in the car park.

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"The others will be here soon, I'm sure of it." Natasha said, nervously tapping her finger on the arm rests of the large plastic chair she was sat upon. The head teachers office was incredibly big considering it was simply an office, but could definitely fit in Natasha's whole new family, so she wasn't worried when she knew they'd all be trekking in.

The head teacher - Principle Erik Selvig - had let in the group of six expecting to see the parents follow in. T'Challa had had to explain the situation - albeit carefully as to not ruin the two boys reputation - before Shuri and Peter had excitedly began throwing questions about the school at the Principle. Wanda had sat silently on one of the four identical wooden chairs between T'Challa and Natasha; Bruce had taken the final seat on the left by the African lad.

"I hope to see them soon, otherwise we'll have to reschedule this and they can join another day." Principle Selvig sighed. "But we can't. Nick and Phil have to go to work at two." Shuri insisted. "Well, you seem to have a lot of older siblings to look after you." The head retorted. Yes, T'Challa had explained the fostering situation also when Shuri had declared Peter had her favourite non-biological brother, in hopes of getting in some of the same classes as he.

"We also need to go to the high school, but Nick and Phil already called them to say that we could be late." T'Challa filled in. "I am sure, how about I make a call there myself? I know all the Principles about, just give me the schools name?" Principle Selvig suggested, moving his electric pencil sharpener out of Peters reach.

"It's William A. Shine Great Neck South High School." Bruce supplied. Principle Selvig nodded and began to make a phone call.

"Right, hello Rhomann. Yes, so I have news that you've got new students coming in today? Ok, so I've got some of them sitting in my office since they've got younger siblings coming to my school. I just wanted to say that this could probably take a while since two of them obviously aren't keen on going here. Just a heads up." He put the phone down.

"That was Principle Rhomann Dey, just Principle Dey, if you will. He's expecting you at any time in the day, so don't worry about it. Just not after normal school times." The group nodded as, finally, the rest of their weird foster family trudged in. Peter and Shuri stopped fiddling with things on Principle Selvig's desk immediately.

Principle Selvig himself stood up to shake Nick's and Phil's hands as Natasha and Bruce gave up their seats to the adults, going and standing with the rest of the foster siblings simply scattered around the room.

"Hello, my name is Principle Erik Selvig. I would like to welcome you to Great Neck South Middle School."