Spider-Man Oneshots (Irondad/Spiderson)

3 - heart rivalry (part two)

Third PoV:

Peter was just about to leave school when Flash, the school bully, decided that it was the perfect time to pick on puny Parker (even if he wasn't actually that puny) and began to beat him up.

Peter didn't fight back as the hands were pounded into his face, definitely leaving nasty bruises that would be there for days. If he didn't have super healing it would probably take a week or two.

He didn't try to stop Flash as he didn't want Flash to move on abs bully somebody else. That's just the way Peter Parker worked, he was selfless and loyal.

Finally, after what seemed an eternity, Flash left to go home. Peter stood up, swaying slightly but steadied himself.

"I wonder if Happy is here yet..." the brunette pondered out loud.

And with that in mind, he set off to the car park and sure enough Happy was there in a fancy Audi. He slipped in the backseat and rested his sore head against the cool window. His chest was really hurting too. Flash must of hit him right were his heart was.

Happy looked back at the kid, who by now was normally chatting away. He did a double take and saw the massive bruise forming on the teens jaw and his bloodied nose. He was also sporting a black left eye.

"Kid? How the hell did you get those?"

Peters head snapped towards the driving and panic flooded him for a second before he collected himself.

"I fell down the stairs earlier..." he said.

Happy didn't look entirely convinced but nodded nonetheless. He put the divider up between them and drove to the tower.

After 25 minutes they stepped out of the car and walked into the lobby. Happy went off to do whatever he needed to, whilst Peter got in the lift and went up to level 10. That was where Tony's personal lab was.

"Hey Friday is Mr Stark in his lab?" Peter queried the AI.

"Yes Peter, it would appear that boss is currently working on repairs for his own suit."

"Ok thank you Fri." He said politely.

After a couple of minutes, the doors opened to reveal a long hallway with multiple doors. He walked quickly to the furthest one and knocked twice.

"Come in!" A deep voice called.

Peter opened the door and entered.

"Oh hey underoos! Want to help me repair my chest plate kid?" Tony set his screwdriver down and turned to the shorter boy.

"Sure Mr Stark!" The boys said energetically.

"Call me Tony kid. Mr Stark makes me feel old." Tony sighed as he knew Peter would never. Then like Happy did earlier, he did a double take and looked at the younger males face. He had a black eye and a massive purple bruise on his jaw. His nose had a little bit of dried blood but was otherwise clean.

"What happened!" Tony exclaimed looking over his intern.

"H-ha oh that...funny story, I eerrr fell....yeah I fell down the stairs at school!" Peter lied. He cursed mentally at his stutter, he could never lie to Me Stark. He always knew when Peter was lying.

Tony raised an eyebrow at the bit as if to say do you think I'm stupid?

"What really happened Pete?" He said softly as not to frighten the by, whilst he found some ice for the boys face.