"Peter! Let's go!" Brianna and Peter were supposed to get on the bus together, since they now technically lived together. Brianna was all set and ready to go, Peter on the other hand was stumbling around the house, trying to remember where he put his homework.
"Are you sure you didnt see it!" Peter was frantically running around his room, flipping over things and turning his once neat room into a complete pigs den.
"This is like my 1000's time saying this, but yes I'm positive I didn't see your homework."
"Why aren't you kids at the bus stop? You'll be late in like 5 minutes." Tony walked over to Peter's room to see what was going on and was met with a frantic Peter scrambling around his room.
"Oh good God. I'm not even going to ask. Tell me when you've got this sorted out and I'll drive the both of you to school." Tony disgustedly looked at Peter, and then put his hands to his forehead in disappointment.
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"Also, we're going out for dinner tonight alright. Is pasta alright?" Tony directs this at both Brianna and Peter.
"Yeah, dad that sounds great."
"Yeah, Mr. Stark! That would be an absolute honor!" Peter shouts down, while still trashing his room to try and find his homework.
"I found it!" Peter sticks his head out of a pile of clothes and pulls out a piece of paper, "It was underneath my backpack!"
"Oh my God! Peter! You couldn't have just lifted your backpack up to find it!? Instead, you had to turn your whole damn room upside down!" Brianna exasperatedly slapped her forehead and rolled her eyes.
Peter grabbed his back pack and rushed dow the stairs.
"Dad! Dad! Let's go!" Brianna yelled out, causing Tony to get up off the couch with the grumble.
Tony dropped Peter and Brianna at school around 1 minute late.
"Damn it, I can't miss math today. See ya Peter" Brianna ran off to her class.
"Yeah, see ya!" The two both ran separate directions to their classes.
Brianna rushed in two first period 3 minutes late.
"Brianna, you are late."
"Yeah sorry, Mrs. Robinson. I had car troubles." Brianna quickly thought of an excuse to excuse her tardiness.
"Very, well. Go sit." Mrs. Robinson motioned Brianna to her seat, in which Brianna sat in.
