IronDad One Shots // IronDad And SpiderSon

5 times Peter showed his powers in school + 1 time he was forced to

3.

The west side of the halls were closed off for two days after the locker incident, which aggravated many eager students who had to now walk an extra three minutes to get to classes on time. Since no other student was around at the time where the lockers came crashing down (apparently destroying some off-brand hydroflasks, but no one cared other than the painfully annoying VSCO girls) the story became completely twisted, much like the rumors before.

Ned's favorite story (even though he knew what really happened and always tried to explain it to others, but was aggravatingly ignored) was that there were metal eating termites trapped in the locker of the missing kid - Bailey Joan - that had become rabid and weakend each locker, after Flash had closed Peter's locker who was struggling with the cheap lock, they all came crashing down, unable to withstand the force any longer.

It was stupid, and Ned lived for it. Which is why the two found themselves in the cafeteria more often, seeing as that's where most of the gossip around the school spread. Nobody was ballsy enough to ask Peter how it happened, leading to all the ridiculous recounts, and Ned secretly hoped it would stay that way.

This particular afternoon, Peter was starving. He had left his apartment without any breakfast, not even a small snack bar, and forgot he had already spent his spare five bucks on a coffee the week before.

The last time he had eaten was around eleven at night after he came back from patrol. May had been waiting up for him with a warm bowl of homemade pasta and they watched a few episodes of B99 before sleeping. It was delicious, and now Peter wished he could have more, his dry tongue begging and screaming for something, anything.

So he called Tony, who had told him time and time again if he needed anything, then just like that song, he's only one call away.

"Hey Mr Stark!" Bright and bubbly, as per usual. His stomach growled menacingly, and he held a hand to it to try and soothe the pain.

"Good afternoon, kid. Aren't you supposed to be in school?"

"Oo-Oh no, I am, Mr Stark. It's just that, well," curse his stuttering,  he knew Mr Stark never judged him, but his anxiety always managed to catch up to him, embarrassing him in any way possible.

"C'mon Pete. Talk to me." His voice was encouraging and gentle, understanding his nerves. 

"I-I forgot my lunch. And my breakfast-"

"Christ, Pete, how are you still functioning?"

"I don't know."

"Okay, I've just transferred two hundred dollars into your debit card so go buy some food in the cafeteria or get Ked to do it for you." Some tapping was heard before a small beep.

"It's Ned, Mr Stark. and thank you. I'll make it up to you."

"Honestly, it's no problem kiddo. Go put some nutrition in you, a growing spiderboy needs to maintain a healthy diet."

Peter laughed and continued to thank him whilest Tony said goodbye, before pulling out the card and dragging himself to the short line for food. Each minute without eating anything felt like pure agony, his stomach never stopping to let Peter know that he needed to eat.

The boy grabbed two trays from the rack and placed them on the metal bars infront of all the food to be served. He checked behind him to make sure nobody else wanted anything before taking several plates full of food, stacking them up so much that they wobbled precariously as he moved.

Students stared at him as he desperately tries to sit down without dropping anything, hoping to every god in the universe that his shoes were tied. As he shuffled to him seat next to Ned, he nibbled at the sandwich smushed under his hotdogs, wanting nothing more than the starving sensation to cease.