One Shots feat. PJO, Irondad, and More!

Shaking Hands (Irondad)

Hey! Thanks for reading, I wanted to try this out. I have a lot of peter parker centric ideas as well as Percy jackson, so i'll probably alternate between the two. Here's one with Peter and my favorite, Tony :) Enjoy!

Peter had thought the flying thing was kind of cool at first.

It was cool before he was being dragged along at forty miles an hour behind this guy's weird levitating motorcycle thing, bouncing off light poles and traffic lights and generally anything the dude thought would hurt him as he hung desperately to the web attached to the tail end of the vehicle.

Still, he thought he was doing a pretty good job of keeping the evil man off the streets and away from the buildings he was attempting to blow a hole in with yet another unaccounted for alien weapon. Every once in a while he would fire back at Spiderman, but he was able to dodge each blow.

Which was good, considering everything the blasts hit burst into flames with a comical ka-boom!

"You really are a pest, aren't you, Spiderman?!" the man complained as he whipped around a turn, the momentum sending Peter straight into the cement wall of a building. He balled instinctively, gasping when the air was knocked out of him. Something inside him had popped too, which was concerning, but he didn't have time to worry about it, so he ignored Karen's complaints of broken ribs and lung contusions. He'd heal. He slipped down the line of web he had climbed up, nearly losing his grip on the thin strand as his senses focused on the newfound pain in his chest.

"Peter, you have an incoming call from Mr. Stark," Karen announced politely when Mr. Magic Motorcycle dipped through an intersection. Cars screeched to a halt as the red and blue clad hero fell from the sky into their point of view. Several blared their horns. He winced at the corresponding ache in his head. "Would you like to accept or-"

"Decline! No! No Karen," Peter rushed, letting out a surprised grunt when the motorcycle shot in a new direction- up. Straight up. His arm was nearly torn out of the socket at the force, and probably would have been if he wasn't half mutant spider. He couldn't have Mister Stark yelling at him right now. He had everything under control anyway, there was no reason for-

"Mr. Stark has overridden your request. Connecting now."

"What's the point of eveN aSKing me then?!?" Peter yelled in frustration, glancing down once to realize just how high up he was. His stomach twisted when his mind compared the current situation to the one with Toomes on the flaming airplane, but luckily didn't have much time to dwell on the matter when he heard a disappointed sigh.

"Mr. Parker. Care to explain why FRIDAY is spamming me with notices that Spider-Man is making a mess downtown?"

"No," Peter said simply as the criminal jerked down to the left, trying desperately to lose him. He couldn't; the teen swallowed the adrenaline that filled him as he pulled himself up towards the tail of the bike. It was like the rope at school, only that the rope was now hurtling towards the ground at fifty miles per hour and swinging wildly between a lot of pointy hard buildings.

Peter never really liked the rope.

"No? Did you just say no?"

The brunet grunted in response.

"Let's try this one more time. Peter, care to explain-"

"No!" Peter cried in frustration. The vehicle evened out slightly. He was trying to focus, and the lecture wasn't helping.

"Kid, when I say 'let's try this one more time,' that's a nice way of saying no isn't going to cut it. Explanation, now."

"Mister Stark, I'm trying to stop the bad guy, I need to- ARGH!" he grunted as a blast nearly hit him square on. He was lucky his spidey senses had been attuned to the hit, allowing him to slip down just enough to avoid it.