The Kidnapped Spider

Peter

"What the fuck did you mean when you said 'Iron Man and Black Widow are my parents'?" MJ demanded the instant Peter set foot inside of his school.

Peter had been called down to the office last Wednesday to discover his real parents and then took the rest of the week off from school. May came and left on Saturday and he had Sunday to convince Natasha and Tony to be able to go back to school.

Peter's world had been tipped upside down, and now even more so because Natasha was so unbelievably protective of him. On some level even Tony was protective of him (Peter had tried to call him Mr. Stark but Tony refused to let him say that and basically gave the same speech of, 'If dad is too weird, call me Tony'. He also got to see Tony's lab last Wednesday which was insane).

"Exactly what I meant," Peter gave a small yawn, wiping off some of the dust on his shorts. It was going to be a long Monday.

"But that literally doesn't explain - anything," MJ scowled.

Ned looked at Peter and it seemed like he was going to say something but he just opened his mouth and stared at Peter.

Peter sighed. "It's really complicated and -" the bell rang. "-I'll explain at lunch."

MJ threw her hands up in exasperation and left to go to her first period. Ned looked over at Peter and tried to say something again.

Peter rolled his eyes. "Ned, seriously. I'm still Peter Parker."

Ned just opened his mouth.

"Come on," Peter grabbed Ned's wrist towards their first period.

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"Explain." MJ sat down, staring hard at Peter.

Peter sighed loudly. "You know my middle name? Carbonell? Apparently that's Tony Stark's mother's maiden name." Peter chewed his sandwich and took the snacks that MJ shoved his way.

"Interesting and intriguing but still doesn't mean anything." MJ flickered her finger.

"So apparently I was kidnapped when I was three years old. And apparently Nat - Black Widow gave birth to me and apparently she was pregnant because of Tony - erm, Iron Man," Peter tried to explain. "And then - remember the police thing we did last Tuesday? Apparently the system pinged me as theirs."

"So is that what you spent the last like five days doing?" MJ asked.

"Yeah." Peter nodded. "And I moved in with them because that's what Natasha and Tony wanted me to do."

There was a moment of silence as MJ and Ned took that in.

"That's crazy," MJ shook her head. "Only you Pete. Only you."

"You're on first name basis with the Avengers?" Ned choked out. Peter looked at him.

"You haven't said a single thing to me today, and that's the question you ask?" Peter raised his eyebrows and Ned floundered. "Ah, never mind."

"So does this mean the next Star Wars marathon is at your house?" MJ smirked, sipping a school smoothie.

Peter choked on the next bite of sandwich he took. "I - ack - I don't know about that...Natasha is pretty...over-protective."

MJ frowned. "What do you mean?"

"I mean she barely let May come over last Saturday." Peter complained. "May and I were separated on Wednesday and I spent Thursday and Friday trapped inside and getting to know the Avengers. And then I got to see May for like an hour on Saturday before they chased her off and I spent the rest of Saturday and Sunday all inside the Tower and with the Avengers. Mostly Natasha and Tony because they wouldn't fucking -" Peter breathed out sullenly. "They're protective."