Just like you

Chapter 9: Celebration time

"Why didn't he CHECK she was dead!" Tony protested as they watched Darth Vada scream as he 'found out' he had killed Padmé, Peter gave him an exasperated look. "Because he trusts The Emperor Palpatine" Tony threw up his hand in his own exasperated. "That's the stupidest thing I've heard! He's the most evil looking old skeleton I've ever seen! And I've seen ACTUAL VILLAINS."  

Peter smiled, "You're really get into the spirit of the Star Wars fans, Mr Stark. You're going to be a true fan in no time." Tony snorted and shook his head, "In your dreams, kid." Then suddenly there was a fierce growl and he frowned because there was no monster on the screen. Peter looked mortified and muttered a faint. 'Sorry' He realized it had been the kid's stomach, Tony looked down at the coffee table to see the paper from the demolished muffins. "Uh, kid, don't you have like a super super accelerated metabolism?" 

Peter wrapped his arms around himself like he was holding in his hunger and looked down. "Y-yeah." Tony frowned at the boy. "Then why didn't you buy more muffins or something?" Peter ears went red and he muttered something unintelligible, "What?" Tony questioned. Peter, still mumbling said. "I don't have any money left, I spend it all." Tony felt confused as he gazed at Peter, he never had to think about budget in his life. 'Not everyone is a billionaire like you dumbass." He reminded himself feeling guilt wash over him and another thought occurred to him.

"Kid, just how many times have you gone hungry because you felt you couldn't afford it? Does May know?" Tony glared at his prodigy angrily as Peter shook his head. "N-no..No, she doesn't. You CAN'T tell her please, she's already got so much to worried about." Tony stood up and ran to the kitchen. He tapped on a section of the wall and a machine popped out. "You! Pancakes, two stacks, syrup and butter!" He tapped another part of the wall and another machine. "You! Coffee, like I like it this time and...Orange juice, stat!"

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Peter still looked ashamed at him admission of his money issue as he dug into his second stack and Tony was still ashamed that he hadn't thought about it before. He had been to the Parker's apartment, he might as well have been parading his wealth in front of him.  "Hey, why is he the only one with a purple light-saber?" The philanthropist asked. Peter eyes sparkled even though he didn't smile, "Because the actor said if he didn't get a purple light-saber he wouldn't play the part."

Tony mouthed  "Wow" and that did make Peter's face did break, Tony was glad. "Oh, I almost forgot to give you your present." Peter said as they heard someone move in the hall, he pulled it from the seemingly bottomless grocery bag. The package was clumsy covered in Avengers wrapping paper that had clearly already been used, but he didn't say anything about the wrapping paper and carefully unwrapped the present. It was a photo in a glossy wooden frame with a stripe of pearly white in the middle of each side. The photo was of Tony and Peter holding the Stark internship certificate upside down in the Stark Industries worker's building as they each did the bunny ears on each other. 

They taken it to send to the kid's aunt as a kind of proof. Tony loved it, he wanted to hug the teen but didn't know how so he patted him on the back. "Thank you so much, kid." He shifted uncomfortably and stood up, "I should go, May usually wakes up around this time. Have a good birthday, Mr Stark." And the boy bounced out of the room. 

Tony stared at the photo, smiled softly before polishing it and setting it on the coffee table.