Let's Shake It Up (1): Wrong Number and an Internship at SI

Chapter 6: oH mY GOd iTs RObERt DOwnEY JuNIoR

Watched sm homecoming last night for the first time, Httyd homecoming today lol
Also rewatched Prince Caspian and I was planning to listen to No Need to Say Goodbye while I wrote but I can't find headphones :P

Peter and MJ stepped out of te elevator into a large room scattered with desks covered in beakers, tech, and stacks of paper.
While Peter looked around, openmouthed, MJ scanned the room. She didn't care much about the admittedly impressive workspace, just anything in it that might hurt P -- someone, but she didn't expect to find a serious threat.
One man sitting in front of two ceiling-high stacks of papers glanced over. A double take brought him to his feet.
As predicted (possibility check ;D) he stepped into their path. Peter shrunk under his hard state and started stuttering, oblivious to the fact the man wasn't -- under any circumstances -- going to listen.
"Hi, I-I'm P-Peter Par-Parker, I'm here for the i --"
The man looked like he was about to strangle him. "Get outta here, kid."
He gestured to both of them as if shooing a fly.
"You too. Tryna steal tech won't get you anywhere. This is no place for children."
A confused Peter tried to explain, still oblivious. "Friday brought me here in the elevator, I'm here for the intern --"
"I don't care what you're here for," the man broke in again, voice raised. "Get out!"
Peter, being the oblivious cinnamon roll he was, still didn't get it. "I don't think you understand, sir --"
The man grabbed his arm and yelled, causing Peter to struggle to get his hands over his ears. "I said GET OUT!"
By then he had drawn the attention of the entire room, but only one person moved; MJ.
With lightning speed, she stepped behind him and struck just the right spot to make him stiffen, allowing her to knock his legs out cleanly. The man went down with a thud.
Looking up from the floor, he and MJ locked gazes. He recognizes me. How touching.
The tense moment of recognition didn't last long. Just as Peter opened his mouth, a demanding voice spoke from the other end of the room. "What's going on here?"
All eyes turned, and standing in front of a set of doors he had just stepped through was a cross Tony Stark. Peter froze with his mouth still open. The man got to his feet, scowling.
"These thieves assaulted me!"
Tony Stark walked slowly across the room, straight to the spot in front of him.
MJ thought he would've been... taller... but even though the man towered over him, the millionaire somehow glared down at him.
"Is that so, Fisk?" ;3 yup
Fisk gave a smile that no one could mistake as mirth. "When have I ever lied to you, Tony?"
Without breaking eye contact, Tony addressed his AI. "Friday?"
"This is the twelfth time this week, sir."
"What really happened?"
"Mr Fisk seized Mr Parker to remove him from the building by force, and Ms Jones attacked in his defense."
His eyebrow rose. "But he didn't do anything to her?"
"No, sir."
"So it was unprovoked."
Friday began, but MJ cut her off. "Unprovoked? He definitely provoked me, not only today. I'm here because that loser is here, and I'm glad I came so I could -- close your mouth."
Peter, doing an impressive imitation of a tomato, picked his jaw up off the floor as she continued.
"So I could whip this MJ USES BAD WORDS KIDS."
To everyone's surprise, Tony Stark had a small smile on his face, but it quickly disappeared before he spoke again. "Fisk, get out."
Fisk was seething. "What?"
Tony gestured to the elevator. "You heard me, you're fired. This is the last time you lie to me or abuse my employees."
Fisk turned his burning gaze on Peter. "So the little **** was telling the truth."
Tony scowled. "You have no right to call him that when you yourself are a low-down lying son of a --"
He proceeded to describe Fisk with various vulgar words and finished his rant with, "I'm sick of you, GET OUT."
Then another voice spoke from the same elevator Tony had entered through. "Language, Tony, there are children in the room."
Peter's lips had parted some time during the rant, but his jaw almost fell off when he saw Steve Rogers, also known as Captain America, standing there.

One of my birthday presents was updating this story :3
For is it not more blessed to give than to receive?