ᴘᴇᴛᴇʀᴍᴀɴ (ᴏɴᴇꜱʜᴏᴛꜱ)

"Dont forget where I come from, Mr Stark"

(Based of a real conversation somebody in my school had. The things Tony says and thinks are based off of what one of the people involved in the conversation told me later on)
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"Hey kiddo, I like the hoodie." Peter Beamed at the compliment and looked down at the hoodie he was wearing, instantly smiling more as he looked.

"Thanks Mr Stark! It's a Mets hoodie! I got it a few years back, right before the game started! It's actually a really funny story since right before we left to get to the game Aunt May and I got pulled over on 28th street and I got so scared I spilled ketchup on my shirt, which is why we bought the hoodie. It was so great Mr Stark! I mean the Mets are really amaz-"

Tony cut the boy off with a confused look, "Okay kid, I'm not a huge baseball fan, but I know for a fact that you did not just stroll into my lab wearing a Mets hoodie."

Peter came to an abrupt stop, eyes filled with a sudden wave of what looked to be a mix of pride, anger, and passion. Forgetting how passionate New Yorkers (or literally any sports fan) could be about their favorite team, Tony rolled his eyes. "They suck, kid"

And that's when Tony remembered that this kid was from Queens. As in, Queens New York, The home of Citi Field; the Mets Stadium.

"Are you messing with me?" The boys tone was serious, disapproving even. "Because you cannot be serious."

One look at the billionaires face and Peter knew that he wasn't joking. "Look Mr Stark, I don't know if you remember this, but I'm from Queens. And I happen to have been to more Mets games than I can count. The Mets are amazing, I don't understand how you could think otherwise."

Tony swore he heard more of Peter's Accent than he ever had before. Instantly he backed down a bit, but decided against abandoning his argument as a whole. "I'm just saying Pete, I don't like the Mets."

Without missing a beat Peter gave a swift response, "You're crazy." Tony stared at him in disbelief, because Peter had never spoken to him in such a dismissive and almost disrespectful way before.

"Dude, you really just said that- I've lost so much respect."

"Kid it's just a baseball team-"

Peter shook his head, standing straighter than he had before, he quietly put his hand up effectively telling Tony nicely to 'shut up', then he slipped his headphone back into his ears and walked out of the lab.

Tony stifled a laugh and sighed, "kid, where are you going ?"

"Home"

"Kid no-"

"Kid yes."

"It's just a baseball team"

"No- no it's not. It's the Mets. The Baseball team."

"I honestly prefer the Yankees"

"OH NO YOU DID NOT JUST-"

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