Miss Stark [Peter Parker x OC] ✔️

Miss Designer

I walk up to the bus with MJ. She isn't wearing her yellow jacket yet. Peter is talking to Harrington. Guess he really did get back in.

"Excuse me, can we go already? 'Cause I was hoping to get some light protesting in front of one of the embassies before dinner, so." MJ says to the teacher.

"Protesting is patriotic. Let's get on the bus." We all head on the bus and I sit with MJ, I make her take the window seat since I plan on getting up to talk to the boys.

Liz runs some drills and everyone seems to be on top-notch. Except for Flash though. Peter gets a call and heads towards the back seats. MJ notices eminently of course. She wasn't lying about being observant. I pay close attention to what Peter is saying. It's probably Happy noticing we are leaving the state.

"Uh, yeah. No, it's just a school trip. It, uh, it's nothing." He sits behind Ned. I get up to sit on the opposite side of the bus from Peter.

"Look, Happy, I gotta say, you tracking me without my permission is a complete violation of my privacy." Tell me about it. I've had Happy on my ass since I could walk.

Ned points the hologram that is currently tracking one of our guys. Peter whispers away from the phone. "That's different."

"Nothing. Look, it just the Academic Decathlon. It's no big deal." Pete's quiet for a moment. "How did you know she was here?" He looks at me with wide eyes. I look down at my watch. 'Dammit. I forgot to switch the tracker off. Too late now.' Then I realize. Happy just revealed that I was Tony's daughter. Maybe not directly, but definitely indirectly. Pete's a smart boy, despise sometimes being a Spider-Moron, he'll quickly figure it out. If he hasn't already.

"No, she never told me." Or Happy is just going to blatantly say it. What is wrong with him? Peter hangs up. He gives me that look. "Is it true." He asks me. I try to feign innocence. "What do you mean? Who else is he tracking? Is it Liz?" He gets up and stumbles into my seat. He whispers so no one else will hear us. "Why didn't you tell me you were a Stark?" I shake my head. "I'm not a Stark, what gave you that idea? Morgan Stark doesn't even sound right. Just me Morgan Sinclair."
"Happy already told me."
"What the hell was he thinking." I put my head in my hands.

"I think he thought you already told me. Since you found out about me being Spider-Man." I laugh, but it sounds more like I was being strangled. "We can't talk about this on the bus anymore." He nods and returns to his seat towards the front.

We reach the hotel. It's massive on the inside, extremely fancy too. MJ and I walk around while Harrington signs the team in. Liz is leading everyone. "Everyone stick together." Harrington agrees with her.

The students continue to talk. "You kidding me? This place is huge."
"I've seen bigger." Flash proves once again how big of a douche he is.
"There's a bird here." I fall back to Ned and Pete. I feel like lately, I've been so preoccupied with this Spidey business I don't hang out with MJ enough. I'll just have to spend extra time with her after this is all over.

Peter and Ned start talking when they realize I'm here. "Hey, you brought your laptop, right?"
"Why?"
We all make our way to our rooms. MJ and I are bunked together. After getting settled in I slip out to sneak into the boy's room.

When I reach their room Peter freaks out and tries to hide the suit. When he realized it was just me he calms down. "Why do you have the suit hooked up to Ned's computer?" I walk closer and see the tracker is missing.

"Oh, got it. I had to leave my watch in my room too. I meant to switch off the tracker. But now they know I'm gone."

Peter turns to me confused, "You're talking like your going to come with me." I nod. "No, it's too dangerous, you don't have accelerated healing or powers. Not even a suit like your dad's." I glare at him. He realized his mistake way too late. Ned then processes to freak out like the night Spidey crawled in the window.

"You're dad is Tony Stark?" I sigh. "Yeah, but I'm a secret. To everyone besides the people in this room, I am Morgan Sinclair." He seems to snap out it fairly quickly. He'll bug me about it later.

"And yes, I do have a suit. Not like my dad's, but it's got rocket books and a laser gun. I can help, Peter, please."
"How did you bring rocket boots to D.C." I just smile.
"Okay, you can help, but if your dad blames me, I swear to god.

Ned jumps back in, " There's a ton of other subsystems in here.  But they're all disabled by the Training Wheels Protocol."
"What?" Pete sits next to Ned. I already know what they are talking about, so I don't bother.

"Training Wheels Protocol," Peter repeats. Ned and I chuckle. I designed the suit to have plenty of features, enough to have him finding new things in the suit for years to come. Of course, my dad locked it up until he knew Pete was ready for them. I mean, instant kill mode isn't something that an immature teen should possess.

"Turn it off." I turn to Peter who was looking at the screen. "Pete, no that's not a good idea at all. You only had this thing for what, two months. You aren't ready for this kinda thing."

He looks at me disappointed. " I know Mr. Stark doesn't think I'm ready, but I thought that you would at least believe in me." My heart tightens. "That's not what I meant at all. I'm just saying that the suit is meant for an experienced user. You need time to slowly transition to it."

"How do you know what it was designed for?"
"Maybe because I designed it."
Ned backs me up, "Yeah, I agree with Morgan. I mean, they gotta be blocked for a reason." He says like I didn't just give them the reason.

"Come on, man. I don't need training wheels." Peter steps on his bed and starts jumping. Only proving my point that he isn't mature enough.

"I'm sick of him treating me like a kid all the time. It's not cool."
"But you are a kid."
"And not even like a mature for your age type of kid either," I say, I know I'm hurting his feelings but he needs to accept the fact he isn't ready.
"Yeah, a kid who can stop a bus with his bare hands."
"Peter, I just don't think this is a great idea. I mean, what if this is illegal?"

"Why would it be illegal?" I question. Peter goes back to Ned and kneels. "Look, please. This is my chance to prove myself. I can handle it. Ned, come on."
"I really don't think this is a good idea."
"The guy in the chair."
"Don't do that."
"Come on."
Ned sighs then reluctantly turns the protocol off.

"Come on, why does no one listen to the people who make the super gadgets. 'Don't press the red button or it will explode.' Then they touch the red button and guess what. It explodes!"

Peter unattached his suit from the computer and climbs in. He grabs a hoodie to hide the suit. Putting his hood up he turns to me. " Where's you're stuff." I laugh and pull out four large rings from my skirt pocket. "That's your suit."

"Only part of it. I left the fabric mesh at home." Clipping the circles on to my elbows and knees, I jump and do the little "Ta-Da" pose. They look at each other then back at me. Then some clicking sounds happen and boots start to form on my legs. Along with the gloves to match.

"I know it's not much right now. I'm still working on a Gimmick."