Weekend at Avengers tower

by reakenvirge

Summary:

Your typical Field trip au with Flash getting what he deserves but with a touch of plot, Young avengers in the dysfunctunal family, Ned and MJ being in the dark about Peters actual life, Miniboss Peter and more !!

Notes:

Hello everyone !! :D This is my first published work on ao3 <3

Let it be known , i am very much dyslexic so feel free to correct me if i spell or word something incorrectly!

more notes at the end :)

Chapter 1: The announcement

Peter sighed, his hand coming to scrub at his face. He was in the last class of a Thursday, and all he wanted was to get out and be with his family. All he wanted was his Dad.

He had been out patrolling late the night before, having free range on when he got home, because his Dad wasn't home to scold him and all the other Avengers let him be a little rebellious when his father wasn't around. Unfortunately, it meant that his mood was slightly off, as it always was when Peter knew that he wouldn't see his father, that he loved more than anyone , until a few more days. (precisely why his family let him be) Said teen felt ridiculous. He felt dumb, being this worked up about his Dad not being home, so much so he was in tears on patrol but if you knew the teen and his relationship with his father, you would have no choice but to understand.

Tony had been pulled into meeting after meeting for his company and other less important ones, making it impossible for him to get home as he stayed at hotel after hotel.

He and Peter had evening phone calls every single day, leaving the kid more depressed than before, at the news that his Dad wouldn't be home yet but also making him sleep better at the sound of the older man's voice still in his head, despite how late he stayed up.

Mr Harrington got the whole class's attention by clapping his hands, snapping Peter out of his thoughts.

“Alright everyone! Listen closely!” The teacher paused, letting the last quiet conversations die down. “As you all know, our yearly field trip has been placed and decided. Does anyone know where we are going?” Roger teased, knowing that; no. None of them knew what was coming.
Peter tried to keep his focus on the teacher, his mind momentarily drifting to his family and the weekend, but he was quickly shot into focus when Mr Harrington spoke again.

“We're going to Stark / Avengers Tower!”

The whole class erupted in cheers, some even standing up in shock.
Peter was distantly aware of Ned and MJ saying something to him, but all he could do was close his eyes, focusing on his heartbeat as he calmed himself down, the sudden yells overwhelming him.

What?

was the only thought running through his mind as he looked over at his best friend who just stared back, in pure disbelief. Once the class calmed down Harrington spoke up again, smiling.

“The permission slips are on my desk, and the latest you can turn them in is on tuesday. The trip itself will be on the upcoming Friday, however,” he paused, holding up one finger to shush the whispers, “this trip is an all weekend trip, as in; we will be staying over at the tower's hotel floor!” he finished and was met with excited yelling once more. “We will be leaving with the school bus on Monday morning.” Mr Harrington added. The whole class were chatting and asking questions.

“Now,” Mr Harrington continued, pausing to let the class chatter die out again. “We will be representatives of this school, so you all better be on your best behavior when we´re there. That means; listening to rules and instructions, respecting the people who work there,” Peter slightly scoffed at that, not being able to stop himself, “and overall just be the best version of yourself while we are there.”

The class all nodded and mumbled in agreement.

“Alright, grab the slips here and have a good weekend!” He finally finished as the class got up to leave, doing as told.
Before Peter could leave, he was called over by his teacher. He waved at his friends to wait for him outside and walked over.

“Yes, Mr Harringtion?” he greeted, fidgeting with his finger.
“Peter, you're a good kid, and I know you are smarter than you let on, so I hope you understand when I tell you that I need this school to be viewed well by the biggest company in the world.” Peter sighed, already knowing that this conversation isn't going to go his way.
“Yes, sir.” he nodded. Mr Harrington closed his eyes and sighed.
“Please come clean about your lie before Friday, Parker. Have a good weekend.” Peter nodded, groaning as he walked up to his friends.

“You okay, loser?” his girlfriend asked. He looked up at the ceiling, trying to calm himself as he shook his head.
“No.” he finally said as he took the other two to the lockers. “No, I´m not okay. This is so frustrating!” but before he could continue, the trio were approached by the last person they wanted to see.

“Hey penis! You ready to get your lies exposed?” Flash taunted, his goons laughing behind him. Peter sighed, and Ned came to his defense.
“Leave him alone, Flash!” The bully just laughed.
“Hey, maybe we might meet your best friend Tony Stark, parker!” he snorted. Ned stepped closer.
“Flash, are you really that stupid?” MJ spoke up. “He is an intern. That doesn't mean he knows the man who owns the business! Jesus, it's not like you know everyone in this school, right?” she stared at the bully, deadpanned.

Peter turned away from his friends and bully, trying to hold in a chuckle as he smirked. Maybe this trip might actually be fun, if only to get the reactions. He took a deep breath and turned back.

“We´ll see next week, won't we?” he simply said, closing his locker as he walked away. MJ and Ned followed, glaring at Flash as they passed.

“But seriously, man, what if we do meet some Avengers?” Ned piped up, looking at his best friend, eyes shining in excitement.
“Very unlikely, man.” Peter simply said, shrugging.
“I know!” Ned squealed, “But imagine if we meet Tony Stark, man! Imagine if he sees your work for the company and promotes you?”

Peter laughed, smiling softly at his best friend's enthusiasm.
If only he knew , thought the superhero, shaking his head as Ned kept rambling on. The only reason his friends didn't know his actual life was for Peter's privacy, but lately he had been thinking of telling them the truth and if the teen was honest, the field trip would be hell of a fun way of doing so.

Notes:

If you see any errors or gliches, let me know how to fix them in the comments or insta !! (xplrstqrk)

Chapter 2

“Pete!” Wanda and Pietro waved at him as he entered the living area. Peter waved back, a small smile on his face. He let the stress of the day fall off his shoulders as he looked around at his family.

Stephen and Bruce were sitting at a table, wrapped up in their work with Natasha leaned against the wall opposite of them. Bucky was sitting in a bean bag reading, with Sam's head in his lap. Steve, Clint, Vision, Wanda and Pietro were playing some card game on the floor, next to the TV that was playing FRIENDS quietly as background noise.

Kate, Yelena and America, were sitting in a corner, deep in a conversation about god knows what, with Loki as a snake in Yelenas and Kate's lap. Loki lived at the tower full time while his brother, who was in Asgard as of right now, didn't.

“Эй, маленький паукообразный! Как дела в школе?” (“Hey little arachnid! How are things at school?”) his auntie Nat greeted him in russian, handing him a cup of apple juice. He smiled up at her.
“Мама паук! школа была в порядке. Однако удача пришла к Паркеру снова.” (“Mama spider! School was okay. Parker luck striked again though.”)
A little chuckle was heard from Bucky, who looked up from his book.
“Паркеру повезло?” ( “Parker luck?” ) he questioned, also in russian and Peter chuckled.
“Да, именно так мои друзья называют мою ужасную удачу, потому что «только ты, Питер, только ты».” ( “Yeah, that's what my friends call my terrible luck, because "only you, Peter, only you.") Peter laughed, throwing his backpack on the floor as he went to sit next to Sam.
“и они думают, что меня зовут Паркер, поэтому я бы сказал, что это подходит.” (“and they think my name is parker so i'd say it fits!”) Peter finished, leaning his head back against the wall.

“Okay,” Sam spoke up. “Enough russian. Fill me in.” he said, getting up from his boyfriend's lap. The trio all chuckled.
"It's nothing, just how I have shit luck.” Peter smiled at his uncle.
“How so?” Sam asked, tilting his head slightly.
“My yearly School Field trip is to the tower.” Peter sighed.
That caught the attention of the rest of the team.
“What?” Steve asked, blinking.
“I know, it's…god!” Peter groaned. “It's so…ugh.”
“Wait,” Bruce looked up from his work. “your yearly school trip is at, not only your home, but also your work where you are one of the bosses?”
“And don't forget that he is their n1 boss right now, cause pepper and Tony aren't here.” Clint added, snorting.
“Oh this is going to be fun.” Kate teased. The group all laughed, as Peter prepared himself for the worst.

 

Later that evening, just as Peter got into bed, FRIDAY spoke up.

Good evening mini boss, boss is calling. 

Peter smiled.
“Patch it through, and make sure the call cant be heard from outside this room.”

“Pete!” Peter smiled widely at the sound of his Fathers voice.
“Dad! Do you know yet?” was the first question Peter asked, every night. His dad hadn't been home in almost over a month, and he swore that if he didn't get to see his dad soon he might lose his mind.

“I wish I did, kid. These meetings are draining me!” Peter smiled weakly at his Dads attempt to lighten the mood, and took a deep breath.

Both of them hated it.
Both of them missed the other to a level that shouldn't be possible.

"Yeah, I know." He paused momentarily. "Hey, dad?"
"Yeah, kid?" Tony replied, a soft and fond tone seeping through.
"What would you do if my class found out about me being your son?" He asked, laying on his side. "If I wanted them to know, that is."

Tony responded immediately, making Peter chuckle.
"NDA's, kid. Regardless if you want them to know or not, NDA's." Tony answers honestly. None of the Avengers wanted the world to know about Peter being Tony's son until the press conference about it had been made.

Peter nodded, forgetting his Dad couldn't see him.
“yeah,” he quickly said, “yeah, that makes sense.” Peter thought for a second as he chose his next words carefully. “My yearly field trip has been decided. It's next week.” The teen turned to lay on his back.
“Oh? Where's it too?” Peter sighed, knowing his dad would laugh.
“Here.” There was a small pause before a faint “huh?” could be heard from the other line. Peter smiled softly, finding himself picturing his Dad right now. In some fancy hotel room, with nothing but boxters and a tank top, on a fancy soft bed, scrunching his nose in confusion.

"It's here.” Peter repeated, chuckling. “It's to the tower, Stark industries. An all weekend trip too, meaning my class will be at the tower for the whole weekend, probably wreck everything." He added the last part half-heartedly. There was another pause before Tony was wheezing loud enough that his son thought he would pass out. Peter smiled widely. Maybe all of this was worth it if just to hear his favorite person laugh like that. Tony laughed for a solid two minutes, non-stop, causing Peter to join in.

Once the two had calmed down, Tony said;
“Only you, Pete. Only you ever!” Peter chuckled again.
“It seems like it.”

After a minute of the two sitting in comfortable silence, Peter's sleep reminder went off, startling the two men on a call. The idea of that alarm was to make sure Peter went to sleep when no one reminded him. Peter sighed as he told FRIDAY to turn it off.

“Guess I'll talk to you tomorrow, yeah?” Tony spoke, voice soft and gentle. Peter's eyes watered, suddenly missing him even more.
“Please come home soon.” Peter whispered, just loud enough for Tony to hear. The older man smiled sadly to himself.

“I´ll try, baby.”

Chapter 3: planning and stealing

Summary:

Peter comes up with several plans after throwng Yelenas vest on the roof.
(next chapter gets to the good stuff)

(also, sorry for this one being a little boring haha)

The next day, Peter felt like throwing out all of his morals and yanking Flash into the nearest ditch. The Bully was in fine form, teasing and taunting Peter all day about his “internship.”
“Cука.” Peter mumbled as Flash walked away, his “friends” laughing with him. Ned and MJ, who didnt hear his russian swearing, turned to him once they were done glaring at the bully.
“Just ignore him. He'll be proven wrong next week anyway.” Peter just nodded, walking in fast speed to his driver's / uncle's car.

Happy looked back in concern when he didn't get his usual “Hey happy!” greeting by the teen.

“You alright, kid?” Happy spoke up, starting their drive back to the tower. Peter took a deep breath, shaking his head.
“Can you drop me off at the front entrance?” Peter asked. Usually his Uncle would drop him off at the private entrance but Peter needed to talk to all of the staff involved with the tour to make this just how he wanted it. He had had enough. If his class were going to see this part of him, they might as well see it all.

When Peter entered the lobby, he was immediately approached by guards that Peter understood were new.
Before the guards could do anything, he swiped his card on the scanner.

Peter Stark, Miniboss. Clearance level 10; Full access. Welcome home, Mini Boss. Refreshing to see you use the front lobby. Should I alert your team of your arrival?

Peter smiled as the guards quickly backed away, shock written all over their faces. “Thank you, Friday. Yeah, tell them I´ll be bossing today.” “Bossing” was a term Clint decided to refer to Peter when the vigilante was acting like the boss he was.

Of Course, miniboss. Anything else?

“Can you tell Theo and Liam to come down to the front lobby, please?” The teen was in full badass boss mode now. Soon enough, he was in a meeting room with all the staff that would be there for the tour.

Lydia Obwell, The tour guide. She was a 20 year old college student, interning to make it as high in the company as she could.
Theo Reeth, The second tour guide. Another college student, whose dream was to become a scientist at the company. The two interns would have to take turns touring the group with Lydia taking them before lunch and Theo taking them after lunch.
(yes, for 3 days in a row.)
Liam Mikey, one of the interns that would show the group how some of the lab equipment is made and teach them about it.
Katherine Blocks, Saff, a scientist. She would take the kids through experiments and other things that interns cant reach with their badges.

Peter would talk to his family later, and already the teen was excited.
“Alright, Does everyone here know why I've called you in today?” Everyone nodded. “Okay, so-”
"Wait," Katherine interrupted, causing the rest of the team, minus Peter, to stare at her in disbelief. No one dared to interrupt their bosses while they spoke. “Who are you?” she asked, tone showing irritation.
“Kat!” Lydia scolded. Peter spent most of his time with R&D and interns, so he wasn't surprised when Katherine didn't know who he was.
“What? This kid doesn't look older than twelve!”
“Kat!” Lydia scolded again, looking over at the teen apologetically.
“Don't worry about it.” Peter reassured. He found situations like this very entertaining. “Have you heard of “miniboss” Mrs Blocks?”

Peter crossed his arms, leaning against the wall and watched as realization hit the woman like a train. Her face paled, realizing she just insulted her only boss at this moment, as Big boss ; Pepper and Boss ; Tony aren't here. Peter smiled softly. “There you go! Okay, may I continue?” Katherine nodded.
“I´m sorry, boss.” She apologized. Peter waved his hand at nothing, dismissing her.
“Dont worry about it!”

 

The next hour was spent scheming and planning and before he knew it, Peter was making his way through the living quarters again.

“How did bossing go, mini boss?” Clint greeted him first, smirking in amusement. Peter chuckled, holding up a thumbs up.
Peter walked over to the sink, helping himself to a glass of water as he smiled to himself. He was very excited to see Flash´s face, but more so his friends. He knew if it went well, he´d invite them over often.

After a few seconds of silence, there was a loud thud heard from one of the rooms, making the two heroes in the room look at each other.
“Wha-” but before Clint could finish, the yelling started.

“Сука! Тащи свою дурацкую задницу сюда! Natasha!”
(“Bitch! Get your stupid fucking ass back here!”) Yelena's voice was heard and seconds later the two women were sprinting into the kitchen with Natasha holding Yelenas favorite vest that was covered in something Peter couldn't make out. He quickly moved out of the way as Yelena jumped on top of her sister, making them stumble. The two women were laughing as the younger one was trying (and failing) to take her vest back. Natasha looked at Peter with a look.

The teen smirked mischievously and ran to the other side of the room, hand out. Natasha threw the vest at him, who caught it effortlessly and ran to the training room. Yelena jumped off Natasha.

“ты мудак! о боже мой, немедленно верни сюда свою маленькую паучью задницу! Отдай это обратно!! ПИТЕР СТАРК!!”
(You asshole! oh my god, get your little spider ass back here this instant! Give it back!! PETER STARK!!) she yelled, running after him.

“STEPHEN!” Peter yelled, running up to the sorcerer. “PORTAL TO THE ROOF NOW!” he practically commanded. The older man laughed, doing as told just when the younger black widow came sprinting after Peter.

Peter threw the vest in, which landed on the roof, and Strange just levitated out of the room as Yelena shouted Russian profanities at him.

Peter ran off, swinging himself into his room, locking it. Yelena ran past his room, probably heading to the roof. Peter sighed out of relief.

“Oh how my class would love this…” he thought.
Just then he came up with the perfect plan to get his classmates involved on the weekend.

Chapter 4: Clearence levels

Summary:

Peter suprises his friends and classmates while him and Lydia laugh

The rest of the week went by with Flash being ignorant, mean and assholeish. Ned and MJ defending their friend as usual. Peter really tried his hardest to seem hurt, but several times he'd have to cover his face with his hands to hide his laughter.

On friday, the class were led onto the bus, one by one. Mr Harrington pulled Peter aside again when his name was called.
“It seems you didn't listen to what I told you?” his voice was dangerous. “You still have the bus ride to-” but he was cut off.
"Respectfully, mind your business, sir. I won't damage any “image” this school has. Please let me join my class.” Peter said, turning away to join his friends but was grabbed back. Mr Harrington held onto the teen's arm that Peter was sure would leave a mark. Peter turned back, staring at his teacher in disbelief.

“No!” Harrington shouted. “This isn't okay, Parker! You can't just hold onto the lie just because it makes you sound cooler or whatever you want. This is seriously going to affect the school, Kid!”
Peter just stared.
“Mr Harrington, you just grabbed a student in your care in a way it hurt with multiple wineses.” he gestured to his classmates who were unapologetically staring at the interaction. Peter leaned in closer to the teacher. “Good luck.” he whispered, pulling his arm back. He walked onto the bus, Ned and MJ following him.

“Dude! Woah, I´ve never seen you talk to a teacher like that before!” Ned gawked. MJ nodded in agreement.
“Yeah.” she pauses for a moment. “Badass.”

The trio talked about nothing and everything for a solid five minutes before they were approached by the bully, again.
“Hey Penis! Can't wait to get an A in Harrington's class after you get exposed!” He laughed. Peter turned to face him, flipping him off.
"Fuuuuck ooofff!” he sang, causing the rest of the class to laugh loudly. That caused Flash to pale but also blush in embarrassment.
“Oh yeah!?” he yelled over the laughter. “We`ll see who's laughing once we get there, loser!”

Mj stood up, shutting up everyone. Peter was forever grateful for scary friends. She walked over to him and somewhat whispered, making sure the whole class could still hear her.
“I am the only one that can call him that. Back the hell off, Eugene.”
Flash nodded quickly, running to sit down next to his friends, face pale. “You all heard that?!” The woman shouted, staring everyone down.
“Yes, MJ.” The whole class choresed. Some were equally pale as Flash, some shocked and some smiling at the sight of protective friends. Regardless, everyone knew that calling Peter, probably Ned too, “loser” was not an option.

Once they finally reached the tower, everyone got off the bus with their bags, excited and nervous. Mr Harrington gave his speech on how he expected everyone behave, regardless of the fact that barely anyone paid attention as they were all staring at the tall and beautiful building.

Once inside, Harrington walked up to the receptionist explaining who he was and why he had a bunch of rowdy teens with him. The woman behind the desk was Ella hale. Her and Peter had spoken about his plan, her being a part of it even if for only a little. Peter could see her face light up. He smirked, catching her eye.

“Ah yes! Midtown! Your tour guide will be with you shortly!” She said, looking back at the teacher. She pressed a small button Peter knew was the connection to the earpieces that connected the group that the teen had spoken too. She had just signaled to everyone involved that the group was here. Seconds later, Lydia walked up the group.

“Hello Midtown! My name is Lydia Obwell, you can call me Lydia.” She smiled at them, scanning the group and then gave a short nod to Peter. “I will be one of two tour guides of yours for the weekend! The other one, Theo, will take charge after lunch.” She paused, letting it settle in. “I´m going to start off with giving you your visitor badges. These will not work once you leave the tower, so if you want you can keep them afterwards.” She walked around the group slowly as she spoke, looking at each student individually. “Once we go through, guards will take your bags and take them to the hotel floor so you can enjoy the tour without worrying about carrying stuff around!” Some relieved sighs were heard and the redhead smiled. “Now, everyone form a somewhat okay line, and come up to me when your name is called and i´ll give you your badge.”

After a while, Lydia called on Ned who happily walked over, practically jumping in excitement. “Oh, Leeds? You´re Peter's friend right?” Ned stumbled a little before nodding, giving a quick glance at his best friend in surprise. Peter smiled, showing thumbs up.
“yeah, yeah i am!” Ned said, excitedly.
“Great! Peter told me to hand you a different badge, hold on.” She pulled out a level 7 badge and handed it to him, who stared at it in surprise. “While I'm at it, Jones? Michelle Jones?” She called out. MJs eyes widened for a quick second before she walked over. Lydia handed them the same level badge. The two thanked her and practically ran over to their friend.

“DUDE!!” Ned squealed. Peter smiled widely.
“Dude.” MJ said somewhat breathlessly. The woman tried to act unbothered but Peter could see her eyes shine slightly.

Once Lydia was finished, she turned to the group again.
“Alright, so-” and she was cut off by a fuming teacher.
“I`m sorry, Miss Obwell,” He started, face smug thinking that the time Peter would be proven a liar had finally come. “Peter Parker hasn't received his.” Peter smirked, making eye contact with the guide. She tilted her head slightly in mock confusion and Peter could see her trying hard not to smile. This is exactly what Peter predicted would happen.
“Oh please pete,” she joked. “tell me you haven't lost it again!” Peter threw his hands up in surrender, shaking his head.
“No! No, I have it right here.” The smirk never left his lips as he put it on. The whole class was silent, unable to understand that Peter wasn't lying. Peter shrugged when his Teacher stared at him, shocked.

“Let me explain the different levels so you understand how to avoid breaking rules,” Lydia continued, acting completely unbothered. “There are levels and then there's their access levels. Level one, two and three are for guests as yourself, and press. Four and five are for interns and employees. Level 6 is for guests of the avengers and 7 for frequent guests.” Both Ned and MJ turned to Peter who didn't look away from Lydia but there was a small smile at the corner of his lips. “Level 8 is for Avengers who don't live in the tower and level nine is for those who do. Level ten is for the Stark family and their personal interns because those interns have to go wherever the person they intern for does.”

Betty raised her hand. “Why do the Stark family have more access than the Avengers? Well, I get why but I thought the Avengers would have the same level?” Lydia snapped her fingers in a “good question!” motion. Betty smiled, blushing slightly.
“Good one! The reason why the Starks have more access is because they have personal labs, offices and rooms that the Avengers aren't allowed to enter without the Starks knowing. For example, if Steve Rogers would want to get into Tony Stark's personal lab, he'd have to either ask Friday who would alert Boss or he'd have to swipe his badge and Stark would get a message on his phone.” The class nodded, understanding. “Any more questions?” After a minute of no one saying anything, Lydia smiled. “Alright! It's time to go through the scanner. Just do as i do.” She walked through the scanner and the class jumped.

Lydia obwell, also known as “Soon to be head intern”, Intern Level 5, limited access. Welcome back, Miss Obwell.

“Thank you Friday! Everyone, meet Mr Stark's AI! She runs the whole building. She has eyes and ears everywhere, so don't even try to break any rules. Plus, if you are found outside of the hotel floor without your badge she will alert security and you will be escorted out.” Everyone nodded, understanding. “Okay, form a proper line and go through.” After some time, there was only Flash, Abe, Peter, Ned and MJ left. Abe went through, getting the same greeting as everyone else.

Abe Brown, Level 3 overnight guest, Limited access.

Flash pushed himself past the trio that were left with a smug face, but was quickly humbled leaving him and the rest of the class in a state of shock and confusion.

Eugene “Flash” Thompson, also known as “Mini Bosses Bully”, Level 3 guest, limited access. Hello Flash. I hope to escort you out soon.

Friday sounded…angry. Well, as Angry as an AI can sound. There's a few seconds of stunned silence with Peter and Lydia smirking at each other before Peter pushes Ned to go through.

Ned Leeds, also known as “Guy in chair” and “Mini bosses sidekick”, Level 7 limited access. Hello Ned! It's nice to finally meet you! Hope to see you come here more often!

Friday's voice was warm and welcoming and even excited. Then Peter pushed MJ through.

Michelle Jones also known as “MJ '' or “The scary friend” Level 7 limited access. Hello MJ! It's nice to finally meet you! Hope to see you come here more often!

Ned and MJ looked at each other, baffled. Their, along with everyone else's heads snapped at Peter when he went through.

Peter Stark also known as “Miniboss' ', Level 10, Full access. Welcome back Miniboss! Hope your tour goes well. Would you like me to alert the team of your arrival?

“Sure and thanks Fri!” Peter said cheerfully. He looked at the bewildered looks of his classmates, teacher and friends and just shrugged. “Welcome to my home!” he gestured dramatically. “Kind reminder that you all have signed NDAs, so if any of you say anything about this to anyone, my dad won't be afraid to press charges. Thanks, okay, Lyds?” he faced the smirking tour guide.

"Of Course, boss! Everyone leave your bags here,” she gestures to a corner, “and come with me.”

Chapter 5: Jolly Green, Capsicle and Scary assassin n2

Summary:

Peters class meet 3 Avengers and Ned stimms

“Dude, what the fuck?!” Ned practically yelled as the trio followed Lydia into the elevator. “Oh my god!”
“Yeah,” Peter smiled apologetically at his two friends. “I´m sorry for not telling you earlier. It was for my own safety.”

“Oh no dude, that I totally understand!” Ned dismissed Peter's apology, MJ nodding along. “Nah, you're fine, don't worry. You´re still my loser to me.” Peter sighed in relief, hugging Ned who returned the hug enthusiastically.

“Alright everyone!” Lydia's voice boomed over the crowd. "We're now on our way to the Avengers museum! Please remember not to touch anything that doesn't specifically say you can.” She made a note to stare all of them down. “You all have two hours to look around on your own. You may go upstairs where there's more of the museum. We meet back here at 11:20 and head to lunch. Friday will keep an eye on you.” She finished just as the elevator doors opened and the teens ran out.

Ned dragged them to the Spiderman exhibit, fanboying away.
“Oh my god, wait dude! Do you know him?!” he squealed and Peter smirked. “Oh my god, you do!!” Peter simply nodded, not being comfortable saying the truth in such an open space.

After a few minutes of them looking around and Peter enthusiastically telling small domestic stories of each Avenger, Flash walked up to them.

“Hey, Penis! How did you score this gig, huh?!” he taunted, yelling. Peter raised an eyebrow, leaning against the wall. He knew Flash was stupid, but not…that stupid.
“Flash, i´m sorry, but what other proof do you need? You want me to call up an Avenger?” Flash scoffed.
“Do it.” Peter rolled his eyes and dragged his friends away. He wasn't going to deal with his bully more than he had to. “Oi, Parker, I'm talking to you!” Peter stopped dead in his tracks, turning to face Flash.
“Stark. If you´re going to insult me, at least use the right name.” He snapped, flipping Flash off for the second time that day.

After a few more minutes of the class looking around, a loud thud was heard as Steve Rogers landed from a vent. Everyone froze, unable to realize what just happened. Steve looked actually scared as he held a vest with pockets in his hands. He looked around frantically, clearly searching for someone. A few seconds later, they all heard Russian screaming and Peter smirked in amusement.

“СТАРАЯ КАРГА, ВЕРНИ СВОЮ ТУПЛЮ СЮДА!!”
(“YOU OLD HAG, GET YOUR DUMBASS BACK HERE!!”) Yelena was shouting, creeping through the vents. Steve pailed.
“Oh my god, STARK!” he shouted and Peter peeked up in Steve's view. He smiled innocently, a glint of mischief in his eyes.
“Yeah, Cap?” He asked, smiling sweetly.
“HELP??!” Steve shouted as if it was obvious. “THIS GIRL LOOKED LIKE SHE wANTED-” Before he could finish, Yelena jumped down from the vents and Steve was running as fast as he could up the stairs.
“СУКА! ИДИ СЮДА, ВОР!”
(“BITCH! COME HERE YOU THIEF!”) and she was sprinting after him, winking at Peter as she ran past him. Peter smirked. He turned to his staring class and shrugged.
“Everyday.” he said casually. Ned gawked.
“EVERYDAY??” he shouted, eyes wide.

After some time, the class was heading to lunch. Peter could hear his classmates whispering about him. He smiled, practically skipping to the lunch table. He grabbed the lunch his uncle Bucky had given him and got comfortable next to MJ with Ned across from him.

“Dude, do you really know all the Avengers?” Peter nodded.
“I played mario cart with Clint, Carol and Fury last week.” he shrugged, explaining the casualty of the family he had. Ned stared, mouth agape. Peter knew this must be a really big deal to Ned, but Peter just found it entertaining to watch their reactions, his life being normal in his own eyes. Halfway through eating, they were interrupted by Friday.

I apologize for the interruption, Midtown. Mini boss?

“Yeah, fri?” Peter replied, not looking away from his food.

“Jolly Green” has asked me to inform you that he has to take some of the spiderman web fluid you work on with little spider from your lab for your tours next experiment. He has requested entry.

Peter smiled, glad that his other identity was safe for now. He nodded. “Of Course!”

“Jolly Green” says thank you.

Peter smiled, nodding again. Ned's hands were waiving in the air as he asked; “Whos Jolly Green??” he paused as his eyes widened. “DR BANNER??” he squealed as Peter nodded, laughing at his friend's antics. “Oh my god oh my god oh my god-” Ned squealed, hands stimming. He looked between Peter and MJ - who didn't react, already getting used to Peter's status - frantically, trying to get used to being best friends with someone so close to his heroes.

After lunch the class heard someone, a male sounding voice, call for them.
“Midtown, with me!” Theo called. The teens surrounded him, all still chatting away. “Attention to me, please teens!” the boy said, silencing the class. When some of the girls and boys saw him, they straightened their hair, posture or whatever they didn't see fit to display in front of someone they considered attractive. “Good! Hello Midtown School of Science and Technology! My name is Theo Reeth and I will be your tour guide for the rest of the day! Don't worry, you´ll see Lydia tomorrow as your guide again.” he smiled warmly at the group. “Does anyone know where we're going now?” A few people shook their heads but some shouted “Labs!” Theo smiled nodding. “That's right, labs! You all have been granted something very special that you´ll see when we get there.”

The class were all excitedly muttering to themselves while Theo led them back into the elevator, some trying to guess what they'd see, (some guessing right), and some about how attractive their guide is which Theo pretended he didn't hear. Peter, Ned and MJ talked about questions they could ask Bruce, the other two connecting the dots from Friday's interruption earlier. Peter could feel Flash´s stare at the back of his head, making the teen smirk. He felt completely at ease, knowing the bully couldn't do anything while under the watchful eye of the towers AI, without getting trouble.

The elevator doors opened and the whole class gasped. There were labs left and right behind glass, making them all stare in awe.
Theo smiled, spreading his arms out in a “behold” motion.
“Welcome to the labs! These all range between experiment labs and robot making.” Theo simplified it, smirking at the last line. “The R&D labs are one level higher and that's where we're going next!” The group walked around for a minute until they all stopped, awestruck.

Bruce Banner was waving at them.

Peter knew that being in a STEM school, it shouldn't surprise him that they all loved Bruce. He smiled at the doctor, who caught his eye and smiled widely back. Theo led them to Bruce's lab and all the teens followed in awe.

“Hello Midtown! Welcome to my lab!” Bruce greeted. “My name is Dr Bruce Banner, or you might also know me as The Hulk.” he smiled. The class all nodded, smiling. “Today, you will work in groups of two or three and make whatever your bright minds come up with! I will go around and help you, examine your work and whoever comes up with the best invention will get a phone call with any avenger of their choice!” The whole class gasped. “That's right! Go!” He gestured to the stations around him and the class scattered.

Ned, MJ and Peter headed to a station, talking about what they could make when they were approached by Flash again. Peter rolled his eyes.
“Hey, Penis!” Flash yelled. “You know Dr Banner personally?” he taunted, his goons, once again, laughing with him. Peter smirked, nodding. “Oh yeah? Well, go talk to him!” Peter chuckled.
“Bruce!” he called, the doctor turning at his name. He smiled when he saw Peter. Bruce walked over and the duo did their small handshake.
“What's up, Pete? Has this trip been fun?” Bruce added, smirking in amusement, tilting his head slightly. Peter laughed.
“It's been wild! Oh it's going to be our next movie night, for sure!” Bruce laughed, nodding.
“I'm sure Tony will demand it.” Bruce then turned to Peter's friends. “Oh! You´re Ned, right?” He smiled. Ned's mouth was agape at the sight of one of his favorite Avengers so close and his eyes widened when Bruce recognized him. He nodded. “Peter talks so much about you! I'm honored to finally meet you!” Bruce put out a hand for Ned to shake, which the teen did.
“Dude,” Ned then turned to Peter. “Have I ever mentioned that i love you? Like, you're my favorite person ever.” Ned's look was awestruck and Peter's smile widened, patting his friend on the back.

Bruce then turned to MJ. “Oh! And you're the scary friend / Girlfriend?” MJ nodded, also shaking Bruce's hand. “I like them.” Bruce said matter of factly and Ned beamed.

“Bruce Banner likes me!” he squealed, stimming again.

Chapter 6: A love bot & Deaf Avenger

Notes:

For mads bc yes

“Alright everyone!” Bruce’s voice filled the room. “A few minutes left!” He smiled at the group, swinging in an office chair with wheels from station to station.

The trio had decided to make a bot, named “L.I.L.L.Y” or “Love in love life for you.” The bot was supposed to detect the love amount someone had for someone else, platonic or romantic, didn’t matter. She just needed to be given two full names and she’d come with an answer quickly.

 

“Okay,” Peter clapped his hands. “Let’s try her out, yeah?” His teammates nodded and he pressed on the “on” button. The bot immediately came to life, giving out small beeping noises as greetings. “Hi Lilly!” Ned said, proudly. “Okay, let’s try….”

“The falcon and white wolf.” MJ interrupted. The other two nodded.

“Okay,” Peter spoke up. “Lily?” The boy turned to him. “James Buchanan “Bucky” Barnes and Samuel Thomas Wilson, scan.” The bot beeped for a few minutes until a range was displayed on her screen.

 

“SAM WILSON - 95%

BUCKY BARNES - 95%

ROMANTIC”

 

"Hot damn!” Ned exclaimed. “Shit, they do love each other, don’t they?” He chuckled. Peter smiled fondly and nodded. Just then, Bruce scrolled over.

“Hey kids! Whatcha got there?” The kids happily explained to the doctor what they had built and Bruce stared in awe. “Oh wow. Wait,” he paused, rubbing his hand at the back of his neck. “Me and Thor?” he suggested sheepishly.

“Lily, Dr Robert Bruce Banner and Thor Odinson, scan.”

 

“BRUCE BANNER - 84%

THOR ODINSON - 85%

ROMANTIC”

 

Bruce blinked, blushing. The trio whistled, teasingly. “Oh stop it!” Bruce waved his hand in his hand in their faces, dismissing them. The trio only laughed. Minutes later, they were pulled up in front of their class to present their bot, making the class stare in shock. Quickly, suggestions of duos they could scan came up.

“What about you and MJ?” One of the kids shouted. The couple both blushed, MJ doing a better job of hiding it though.

“Lilly? Peter Benjamin Parker and Michelle Jones.” Ned smirked as he said the couple's names.

 

“PETER STARK - 87%

MJ - 87%

ROMANTIC”

 

The young couple blushed hard as the class cheered, teasingly. A chant quickly formed; “kiss, kiss, kiss!” and MJ pulled Peter into a kiss, making the boy melt. The class cheered again. Once the young couple pulled away, they were both blushing hard. Peter smiled.

“Lilly? Peter Benjamin Parker and Edward "Ned" Leeds.”

 

“NED LEEDS - 96%

PETER PARKER - 96%

PLATONIC”

 

Ned laughed, hugging Peter as the class all cooed. Peter burying his face in Ned’s neck, signing in relief. He knew he could always count on Ned no matter what. He was glad that no matter how big of a secret he had kept, his best friend was still with him. The class all collectively decided that the trio had won, (regardless of flash’s protests) and the trio were given the opportunity to call any avenger.

“You two decide, I get to see them all the time anyway.” Peter said, getting a nod of approval from the other two. Ned picked Tony Stark and MJ picked Natasha Romanoff. Minutes later, Natasha was on the other line, smiling at the teens.

 

“Hey guys! I’m sorry, Ned but Tony can’t make it due to meetings and such. I’m sure you’ll meet him personally, eventually, anyway!” Nat smiled, and Ned nodded excitedly. Peter only frowned a little, wishing he could hear his Dads voice. “Oi! You’re MJ right? Pete’s girl?” MJ nodded, smirking slightly. “Oh I’ve heard so much about you! I mean, we all have.” Natasha geeked, making MJ blush slightly. “Good things, I hope.” MJ retorted, making the assassin smile in amusement as she nodded. “Oh yeah, we all approve of your protectiveness, girl.” Natasha praised. MJ looked over at her boyfriend, a smug smile on her face. She was clearly proud of herself. Peter smiled, leaning his head on her shoulder, letting out a breath he didn't know he was holding. He felt safe as the tour continued on, heading to the public medbay. When they entered the 67th floor, the class all were in awe once again, never in their lives seeing such a fancy hospital-ish place. Theo talked about the different stations, such as the emergency room, the frequent visiting room, disabled room, etc and as they walked into the disabled room to just have a peek, everyone was in shock-awe again.

 

Clint Barton was sitting on a bench, reading a book, not acknowledging the group of teens at all. “I'm sure Mr Barton would love to do a little q&a! Clint?” Theo smiled at the archer who didn't move. “Clint!” Theo tried again. Nothing. That's when Peter noticed that his uncle did not have his hearing aids in. “Theo!” Peter interrupted making everyone turn to him. "He's deaf. That's why he's here, I'm guessing getting his hearing aids fixed.” Peter said. A look of realization hit Theo as he face palmed, scolding himself. Peter walked over to Clint, slowly to not startle the man, who looked up. His eyes widened as he saw the staring teensgers and turned to Peter and signed.

 

“How long have they been here?” Peter smiled softly, shaking his head. “Not long, don't worry! They want a q&a, is that okay? I can translate what they say to you!” Clint's face softened and he put his hands out in a “come here” motion, hugging the teen, who smiled. “Of course,” Clint spoke up, slowly and somewhat quietly but loud enough for the other kids in the room to hear. “I'll gladly do a q&a! Just,” he turned to the other teens. “Remember that I can't hear you, and so it might take some time for me to either read your lips, or Peter to translate, okay?” Peter sighed in relief when his class all nodded. “Alright, first question.” Clint said, painting at Abe.

“Are you born deaf?” Clint shook his head. “No, this happened because of all the avenging i do.” Clint smiled lightheartedly. The group all nodded again, understanding.

“Are you the only fully human Avenger?” Clint turned to Peter, who translated while trying to hold in laughter because; Huh? Clint raised his eyebrows at the asker, gesturing to the room. “This whole building is made by a human who is an Avenger.” Clint smirked in amusement. “Natasha, Sam, Scott, Yelena, Kate and more; they're human too, some have been trained into professionals, some have cool suits but regardless, they're all human.” The class all seemed to have had a collective realization that Avengers are human more often than not. The Q&A went on for another half hour until the tour group had to head to the hotel floor to have a few hours of relaxing time before bed.

“Be respectful and be asleep before midnight! Lydia will meet you in the main room at 13:00 for the tour!” Theo waved them off, asking Friday to dim the lights slightly as he exited.

 

“So, Peter,” Betty started, “You know all of the Avengers?”

Chapter 7: calls and nicknames

Summary:

Peter calls Tony, Nick fury and the Avengers head their way.

Notes:

Hi everyone!! Sorry for not posting much, i got caught up in school work and im also working on a podfic :) This chapter is quite short, but fun i´d say!! Please leave suggestions in the comments of things you´d want to see :))

Ah, Peter thought, here come the questions. The class had all pulled a bunch of beanbags, mattresses and small stools to sit around a table where they had been given drinks and snacks in the center of the giant bedroom that had bunk beds spread against the wall, just enough for the class. Peter guessed all the excess beds had been moved somewhere else for aesthetic purposes. He nodded, a small smirk on his face. He may not seek it, but being a Stark gave him the love for being the center of attention. The class all stared, some even had their mouths open slightly in shock despite it not being new information.

“Really?” Flash spoke up. The bully was sitting slightly off to the side from the rest of the class, still in denial or if not, just sulking. “Then tell us something about them that we wouldn't know.” Peter gave Flash a confused, yet amused look. 

“You know, that's a bit of a little too open question, bud. Anyone could claim these things to be true.” Peter reasoned, the class all slightly chuckling because; yeah, Peter was right. 

“Fine,” Flash put his hands up in mock surrender. “Call one of them.” Peter laughed and laid back in his beanbag. 

“Friday, darling?” 

 

Yes, miniboss?  

 

The whole class slightly jumped, not expecting the AI to respond at this time. Yes, most of them didn't understand that she was a 24/7 AI. 

“Could you be so kind and call…” he paused and turned to his classmates. “Who?” 

“Tony Stark!” Cindy Moon practically yelled. Peter smiled fondly at the mention of his dad and leaned back again. 

“You heard that, fri?” 

 

Calling “Daddio”, miniboss. 

 

The whole class held their breath, not expecting Tony motherfucking Stark to pick up. Peter guessed that it hasn't hit them yet that they were literally classmates with said man's son, but it is what it is. Only seconds later the inventor picked up, voice soft and deep. 

 

“Hey, Kiddo.” Tony greeted. Peter smiled. 

“Hey, papa. You know yet?” Peter asked his repetitive question. The class all stayed silent, listening in. Even Flash was hyper focused and quiet. 

“You already know, bud.” Tony's tone was apologetic, clearly wishing he knew the answer. Peter sighed. “But I promise,” Tony continued, “as soon as I get home, we´re having a family day. Just me, you, mama and Morgan. Then we´ll hang with the rest of the family and watch movies, play games and just be..us, okay?”  

“Okay.” Peter's voice was small, momentarily forgetting about his classmates. He missed his dad so incredibly much. 

After the two hung up, Peter took a deep breath and looked back at his classmates. “Sorry for getting sappy.” he smiled sheepishly. “He just…he hasn't been home for the past month, or so. I miss him.” 

 

His classmates were silent for a few minutes. 

“Oh shit.” Charles spoke up, breaking the rest of their silence. “You're really Tony Stark's son.” he stated. Peter tilted his head, smirking. 

“That's right, I am.” Peter confirmed, crossing his arms. He smiled at his friends. Ned was gawking like the rest of them while MJ was reading her book, but looked up approvingly when Peter was being sassy. 

 

“Oh my god!” Cindy exclaimed. “Are you friends with all of the Avengers?” she asks. Peter chuckles, nodding. 

“I played Mario Kart with Nick Fury last week.” he simplifies, and the whole class gasps, some even choking on air. Ned, despite being told this information earlier, almost fell out of his chair. 

 

“Okay,” Flash speaks up again, “that's going too far. No way. That's something you definitely have to prove.” Peter nodded, understanding. 

“FRIDAY,” he looks back up at the ceiling. “Can you call Nicky?” the class gaped at the nickname. “Or, if he doesn't pick up, make sure to tell him it's not an emergency and pull up the footage.” 

 

Of course, Miniboss.

 

The class all waited with bated breath and seconds later, Nick motherfucking Fury picked up. His face flashed at the wall, making the class jump. The wall turned into a facetime screen and Fury tilted his head. 

 

“Starkie,” he addressed Peter by his nickname the SHIELD agents had given him. "What's up? Friday informed me you were “proving a point” and you know how I love proving points with a little extra flair.” He smirked slightly. The class all looked like they were going to pass out. 

“Yeah,” Peter smiled. “I just needed to prove to my class I know you.” Fury laughed. Like actually laughed. The class all paled, Flash significantly more than the others. “Also, one more thing,” Pete continued and Fury looked back at him, a fond smile on his face that made anyone that's ever hurt Peter want to throw up. 

“ Флэш Томпсон. Имя человека, который издевался надо мной со средней школы. Думаю, ты захочешь это знать. ”

(“Flash Thompson. The name of the person that's been bullying me since middle school. Thought you'd want to know.” ) he finished, wording out Flash's name letter by letter in a russian accent so no one could recognize it. Fury's face hardened immediately, rage obvious in his features. 

“Он в комнате?” (“Is he in the room?”) he asked, voice dangerously low. Peter nodded. Fury looked away, facing a screen on his left that the class couldn't see as he typed something and then turned back. “Тот, кто сидит в стороне от вас?” (“The one sitting aside from y'all?”) Peter nodded again. The class all looked at each other, questioningly. What did Peter say to make Fury so angry? “Твой отец знает?” 

(“Does your dad know?”) Peter tilted his head in confusion. Fury's eyes narrowed. “ Твой отец знает, что он издевается над тобой, Питер ?” (“Does your dad know about him bullying you, Peter?”) The teen rubbed the back of his neck, nodding slightly. 

“ Да, он знает, но я не позволил ему ничего сделать, потому что... он не знает, насколько это плохо, и если бы он это сделал, он бы совершил убийство, мы оба это знаем. ”

 (“Yes, he does but i haven't let him do anything because...he doesn't know how bad it is and if he did, he'd commit murder, we both know that.”) Peter smiled awkwardly at the older man who sighed, rubbing his face with his hands. 

“ Тогда почему ты мне рассказываешь? Ты правда думаешь, что Старк будет рад, если узнает, что ты рассказал мне первым ?” 

(“Then why are you telling me? Do you really think stark will be happy if he finds out that you told me first?”) Peter quickly shook his head.

“ Нет нет! Я сказал ему первым, прежде чем рассказать маме или кому-либо еще! Просто мне кажется, что это важно. ” 

(“No,no! I told him first, before I told mama or anyone else! It's just that I feel like telling you is important.”) Now it was Furys turn to tilt his head. He raised a questionable eyebrow. 

“ Почему? Почему важно рассказывать ?” 

(“Why? Why is telling important?”) Peter smiled slightly. 

“Because,” he switched back to English, catching his class off guard. “I know you would beat yourself up for it. If you didn't know and didn't do anything about it. I know you, Nicky.” Fury's face immediately softened. He smiled at the teen who beamed back. 

“And your dad wouldn't?” he questioned, teasingly. 

“No, because he does know. You didn't.” Peter smiles softly. 

“Ah, I see.” Fury nodded, face till soft. “Well kid, i've gotta go but i'm invited to movie night on sunday right?” Peter nodded. 

“Later, Nicky!” 

“Later, Starkie.”    

Once the duo had hung up, Peter turned back to his class, smirking at the flabbergasted and pale faces. 

“That enough proof, Flash?” he asked, facing his bully. Flash nodded shortly, face still pale as a ghost. “Okay. That next? What else do you want me to do?” he faced Abe who had his hand up. Peter laughed. “Abe, this isn't a classroom. What's up?” 

“Right, sorry, can you get any of the avengers in here? Like, can any of them come and hang out with us?” He asked hopefully. At that the class, apart from Flash, all perked up. Peter's face lit up. He missed his family, so this was a huge yes in his book. 

“FRIDAY, Comms!” He commanded. 

 

Level “comedic” Comms connected. Would you like me to name those connected currently, MiniBoss? 

 

Peter nodded, letting out a sigh of relief at Friday's choice of com level. The different com levels could have revealed his identity, and he had forgotten about the fact that he should have told her which one he wanted. God bless his dads smart brain for creating her the way he did. 

 

The family currently connected: “Jolly Green” , “Legolas” , “Triple imposter”, “Reindeer games” , “Katniss” , “Imposters double” , “Gandalf”, “ Manchurian Candidate” and “Rocket man.” 

 

Peter smiled brightly at the nicknames. “Connect the comms on the speakers so my class can hear, FRI!” A few seconds later, the class all jumped.

 

“Pete?” Stephen Strange spoke up. 

“Hey, Steph! I was wondering if you all could come to the hotel floors? My class really want to meet you and I miss you.” 

“On my way! Hey, Gandalf, can you portal us there? You've been there before right?” Clint spoke up. A few mumbles of agreement were heard from the other Avengers on the comms.

“Yeah, yeah. Come to my room.” Stephen mumbled. 

“See you soon, Ministark!” Yelena piped up and the comms disconnected. 

“Alright,” Peter turned back to his class. “Now we wait.”     

 

Notes:

Thank you everyone for the insane support on this story :( this means so much to me <33
This fic has been in my mind for a while and im glad this trope is still so loved <33

cya all soon !!

Chapter 8: "You have no power here!" /ref

Summary:

The class gain respect for Peter and said teen scares his bully.

Notes:

Heya guys :) I want to apologize for the lateness of this chapter. Ive had a lot going on recently alongside school so its been hard to have a freqent upload scedule.
This chapter is very short, but i felt like i had to get something out for you all :))

The next chapter is going to come sooner and is longer !! I promise :)

Enjoy!!

The class all stared at each other and back at Peter in disbelief as they waited. About 4 minutes passed with excited silence as the class exchanged looks, all in different stages of excitement. 

 

“Pete!!” Kate yelled as she practically kicked the door open. The class all jumped as nine Avengers entered right behind the young hawkeye. Loki, Dr Strange, Dr Banner, Thor, The Falcon, The white wolf, The OG Hawkeye, Black and white widow, in that order, followed Kate into the room. Peter smiled widely and jumped up to hug the girl. 

“Hey Katie!" Peter greeted her.

“Hey, kid!” Sam said, ruffling the kids hair as he approached. The heroes all greeted Peter and then all nodded at the other kids direction, pausing, all looking at Peter expectedly. The class all gave the Avengers questioning looks but the said heroes didnt spare a glance at the kids, still looking at Peter as he sat down back at his original seat. Once he had done so, he noticed the Avengers looking at him and he smiled. 

“Loki, can you create comfy seats and more snacks for the team?” He asked and the god immediately did as he was told and the team all sat down, each grabbing a snack of some sort from the newly conjured table. “Okay,” The teen nods at his class, “QnA. We can do a small Avengers qna if you all want or we could play games, watch movies or tell stories or whatever you guys come up with.” 

 

The class all cheered; “QNA!” and the Avengers laughed. Peter scanned the room with a small smile on his face. Cindy raised her hand and Peter nodded at her direction. 

“How do you have so much power, Pete?” she asks the other teen, who smiles at her, shrugging. 

“I’m a Stark.” He says simply, causing the team of superheroes to laugh in agreement. There just was something about Starks that made them easy to follow.

 

“Which one of you is closest to Peter?” Abe asked. Kate, Stephen, Loki, Bucky Bruce, Yelena, Natasha and Clint immediately put their hands up, leaving Sam and Thor out. Peter and his classmates laughed, Peter feeling his heart swirl in happiness and comfort. He felt endlessly happy with his family. 

“Kate and Yelena for sure.” He states, causing the girls to jump in a “AHA!” motion, flipping the others off. 

“THATS RIGHT!” Kate yelled and the other Avengers laughed. 

 

“Hawkeye, who’s your favorite Avenger?” Betty asked and the two purple dressed heroes turned to each other. 

“Which one?” They ask in unison and Betty blushes. 

“Both!” She squeaks. 

“Mines Clint!” Kate says, honestly. “He made me who I am today, I looked up to him as a kid and still do!” Clint stands up, going over and sitting on the floor in front of his mentee. He puts his head back, having it lean on her legs, with a smile. 

“And she’s mine. Nat’s second though!” Kate smiles widely, nodding. 

“And Yelena’s my second favorite!”

 

“Do any of you know who Tony Stark's favorite Avenger is?” Abe asked, sitting at the edge of his seat. The whole group of Avengers, minus Peter, smirked at each other as they all choresed “Spiderman!” 

 

Peter smiled softly, a fond look on his face. He leaned back in his chair, listening to his class and Family talk and banter lightly.    

 

The group talked for another five minutes until Friday made her presence known again. 

 

Mini boss? It’s currently 23:55 and your class should be heading to bed. Long day tomorrow. 

 

Peter smiled up at the ceiling and nodded. He turned his attention back to his team and nodded at them too. 

“We’ll see you tomorrow!” He says cheerfully and the team all hug him goodbye, nodding at the other students as they pass.

“Also, we're having Bucky's pancakes for dinner tomorrow, you joining us?” Sam questioned as he gave his goodbyes. Peter's eyes lit up. 

“Oh definitely!” He nodded enthusiastically. 

 

Once the group of Avengers had left, the class all turned to Peter with wide smiles, some shrieking. Peter laughed.

“You're welcome. Now let's go to bed, yeah?” Flash puffed up his chest, trying to seem confident as he retorted. 

“I´m not taking orders from some-” but he was cut off as the rest of the class all choresed some “Yeah”s and “okay”s cheerfully. Peter smiled at his class genuinely and then turned to Flash with a smirk. Flash huffed, heading to the bed he had chosen.

 

As Peter laid back in his bed, he felt a sense of relaxation wash over his body. He no longer had to hide his family from his class. 

 

The next morning, Peter woke to yelling. He groaned and turned to see a portion of his class yelling at someone.

 

“Oh, great! Now you've woken him!” Betty snapped in somewhat of a whisper as she gestured to Peter's direction. “How stupid can you be, Flash!? We're literally going to be kicked out if you keep this up!” 

“Oh please!” Peter heard the voice of his bully. “I don't give a damn if that loser is awake. My father could buy this whole building multiple times and still be richer than all of you!” Peter snorted, making the class turn to him. The ones who were defending him made way for him to stand in between them and Flash as the teen stood up. 

“I hate to break it to you, but you are aware my father employs your parents, right?” he smirked slightly. Flash didn't move but Peter could see his face pale slightly in both shock and confusion. “That's right,” Peter continued. “don't underestimate my need for revenge, Eugene.” He paused, letting it sink in. “Or, actually, don't underestimate my dads need for revenge. In school I let you do as you please because “I don't want to draw attention to myself” or “look stronger than you” but here? Here you do not have that opportunity. This is my home. This is where I have power over you. My goddamn name is on the building. Regardless of it being “Avengers tower”, my family name is what is associated with it. Don't test me here, Flash. I could very easily remove your family from its riches if I so pleased; I'm third in the pecking order, behind my parents. I'm also the boss of this building. I can remove you from the tower as well as blacklist you, ban you. Don't fucking try, asshole.” 

 

Peter kept his gaze fixated on Flash, staring him down with his arms crossed in front of his chest. “FRI?” 

 

Yes, miniboss? 

 

“Can you keep count on Flashs profanities? If he goes out of line three more times you let me know.” Peter's eyes didn't leave Flashs. The bully's eyes widened and he opened his mouth to protest but Peter held up a hand to stop him. “Dont.” he simply said. 

 

Of course, miniboss.  

Once the class were dressed and ready to go on their tour, Lydia met them outside the door to their sleeping quarters. 

 

“Good morning everyone! Did you sleep well?” She asked kindly, waving them over to her. The class all humbled different versions of yes and stood in front of the redhead woman. "Alright then! Let's head to the 29th floor. Time for some experiments.” The class all cheered.

Notes:

Hope you enjoyed <3

Let me know if theres anything i can fix or add to the chapter !!

Also, im more than open to ideas and reqests on what you wanna see on here so please be my guest and leave them in the comments :))

Cya soon!!

Chapter 9: Web Fluid & a bedroom

Summary:

Flash takes more L`s and an unexpected trio get to see Peters room

Notes:

So I know I said that this would be updated faster, but a lot has gone down in my life and I haven't had the mental strength to write. Plus I lost motivation for this specific story for a bit, basically yeah i'm working on other stuff too. (unpublished)

I swear i'm not abandoning this story, I love it too much.
Anyway, hope you guys enjoy :) <3

 

The class all followed her as she led them into the elevators again. Peter answered a few questions that his class threw his way about his family and other aspects of SI, with a smile. Lydia, who caught on rather quickly, let Peter be in charge of questions for the ride. 

 

Once the elevator doors opened, the class all stared in awe of the labs. All a little messy, just the way the people wanted it. 

 

“Alright,” Lydia started, gathering the kids around her so they wouldn't run off. “You've been given the opportunity of a lifetime. You all will be able to recreate spider-man's web fluid!” Peter laughed as his class all cheared, some already vibrating on the spot in excitement. Lydia let the class express their excitement for a few moments before continuing. “Now, it's not promised, but we're hoping for Spider-Man himself to show up! We don't know yet!” She added the last part quickly after seeing the class get even louder. “You will all be placed in groups of 2-3, that you can pick. Once that's settled, you can get started! Vague instructions have been given on the starkpad that's on the stand!” She pointed to the many starkpads that were, indeed, leaned against stands that were attached to the table. Peter couldn't help but think of the baking show “Nailed it!” with the way it was set up.

Cindy raised her hand, a small frown apparent on her face. 

“Why vague? None of us have made this substance before.” 

“I know,” Lydia said apologetically, “but that's the point. Be creative. You have everything and more on your table.” 

“And more?” Flash questioned. “What if we add the wrong substance, one of the extras?” 

“And that's an honest mistake.” She answered, turning her attention back to the rest of the class. “You have to be aware that this substance has never been recreated or created properly by anyone else but Bruce Banner, Tony Stark, Peter,” she gestured to said teen, smiling proudly, “and Spider-Man himself.” The second she finished talking, the class erupted in “let Peter be in my group!”, “Parker please be in my group!”, etc, and Lydia had to shout to have herself heard. 

“Peter is not in any of your groups!” That shut them up and many of them frowned. “He'll be the judge! Well,” she turned to Peter, adding quickly; “that is if he wants to.” Peter smiled and nodded. 

“Definitely! Will the winners get any prize?” Peter replied, walking up to the front to stand next to Lydia. She nodded. 

“We haven't gotten it official yet, but allegedly, the winners will get an internship for a week in any field they choose.”  

 

All hell broke loose. 

 

The teens all shouted and cheered, scrambling to get to a station with their friends. Peter crouched down, covering his body with his hands as teens ran past him like a deer flock. Both him and the tour guide laughed loudly. The vigilante expected nothing less from a bunch of science nerds. Once Lydia got their attention again, she continued: “Peter can help you if you feel totally lost, but only call for his help when you seriously need it.” She made that very clear, making eye contact with everyone individually. Peter was grateful, he didn't know if he'd handle well if they kept calling for him for minor reasons. 

Once the groups had started, Peter made his way around the tables, checking in here and there. When he passed Cindy, Betty and Jason he smiled proudly. They had gotten it rather perfect so far, and Jason noticed his look, letting out an excited whoop that surprised the rest of the team. He smiled widely back at Peter. 

“You look proud! Are we doing good?” Peter nodded. 

“Awesome! So far it looks exactly like the real thing!” The trio whooped, high fiving each other. He smiled at them, heading to the next group. Flash raised his hand, looking at Lydia. 

“The group that wins, do all three of them get the internship?” Lydia nodded, smiling. She watched as Flash's face darkened and he called for Peter. She shook her head, rolling her eyes. She knew Peter could handle it. He walked over, trying to keep his face neutral. 

“How does ours look?” Flash snapped, having that warning look he always gave the scared Peter in school. However, the teen forgot that Peter wasn't that scared teen anymore, especially not at his home. Peter looked over at the substance and cringed, making Flash's anger rise. Peter actually looked somewhat apologetic as he shook his head. 

“Want help?” he asked. Flash was about to protest, but his teammates quickly agreed. “Okay, um..” Peter looked the creation over again.  His face paled. “Oh fuck.” He swore, moving to stand closer. He gestured for one of them to give him gloves and once he had them over he felt the wannabe web fluid and made a face. “Look, I don't want to be mean but realistically, if you'd give Spidey this, the fluid wouldn't even shoot out. It's literally gum, guys.” Some people around them snickered. Flash wasn't having any of it. He huffed, puffing his chest up. 

“Okay Mr “I know everything”, make it yourself if you think you're so good!” 

 

If Peter were to re-tell this to anyone, he'd say that it was a scene from a comedy movie. The whole class collectively turned to Flash with the most judgemental “are you stupid?” look Peter had ever seen. 

“Flash,” Peter started, pulling on the “web fluid” so that it stretched out, painfully slowly. “I make real web fluid with Dad every lab session, at least one batch. I know exactly how it's supposed to be, and this gum-looking monstrosity is not even close.” He dropped the substance, gesturing for Bettys group. “You three, take the fluid in your hands and stretch it out.” He ordered. The three did so and it stretched out nicely, making the rest of the class let out sounds of amazement. “See? That group is the only one,” he looked over to his friends with an apologetic look, “sorry guys,” he apologized but the latter waved him off. Peter smiled and turned back to the rest of the group, “that have successfully made the fluid. The rest of you have made mistakes, i'll be it, some small but mistakes nonetheless.” He took the gloves off, washing them in the nearby skink before throwing them away. “So, Flash, don't tell me what I can or cannot do. Which one of us is a Stark, again?” 

The class all yelled out surprised and amazed, some even proud, yells as Flash's face somehow both paled and reddened at the same time. 

 

As the groups wrapped up their inventions, Lydia made the groups put their inventions on the table in front of her. Peter had his web shooters on and he took them one by one, trying them out. He shot them against the ceiling, (that was huge and the distance was astronomical) and tugged at them to see whos was the strongest. They all watched eagerly in awe. To no one's surprise, Betty, Cindy and Jason won with MJ and Ned second. 

 

“The next time you see Spidey swinging, you'll know that he's using yours.” Peter smiled and the trio's eyes widened. 

“You mean you'll give ours to him? To fight criminals with? Are you really saying that it's good enough for that?” Cindy asked in shock. Peter's smile widened at the humble shock of the winners. 

“Yeah, I mean,” he paused for a moment, thinking his words over. “you can give him the subsistence yourself if you want?” He knew it was a stretch, but a part of him really wanted to do this for them. Betty yelped, Jason yelled “oh my GOD” and Cindy had her mouth hanging open. Peter knew then that he had made the right decision. He turned to his teacher. “Can I take them with me? I promise, I know where we're going.” The trio begged their teacher who reluctantly agreed after a few minutes. As the four of them made their way into the elevator, Peter addressed FRIDAY in italian. 

 

“FRIDAY, puoi dire a Natasha di trovare qualche motivo per cui non posso essere presente quando i miei compagni di classe parlano con il vigilante?” (“can you tell Natasha to come up with some reason for me to not be able to be there when my classmates talk to the vigilante?”) 

His classmates turned to him in awe. Jason even whistled.

 

Naturalmente, Mini Boss. Vorresti che informassi l'assistente di Big Boss di inviare NDA e badge di stagista per i tuoi compagni di squadra? 

 

(Of course, Mini Boss. Would you like me to inform Big Boss's assistant to send NDA´s and Intern Badges for your teammates?) 

 

Peter smiled and nodded at the nearby camra before turning back to his classmates. 

“I'm sorry," he leaned against the wall. “can't have you understand a top secret conversation.” he joked and the others laughed. 

 

Once the group had reached the floor to meet Spider-man, the others realized it was the Avengers common floor, well if the chilling Avengers who were watching tv, reading or talking was anything to go by. 

“Oh shit!” Jason gaped. 

“Are we even allowed to be here?!” Betty panicked. Peter smiled comfortingly at her and nodded. 

“With my promotion, yes. Now there are some rules though. Until we make it to my room you keep your head down. I, and the floor lights will lead the way so you don't trip.” At Peter's words, said lights turned on. “Cause the Avengers need their privacy. Are we clear?” He used his “boss voice” that intimidated the others who quickly nodded and put their heads down. “FRIDAY, you tell me immediately if they look where they shouldn't.” 

 

Of course, Miniboss. 

 

As the group made their way past the Avengers. Said heroes greeted Peter, all with different nicknames for him. Some in different languages too! Cindy noted. 

When they finally made it to Peter’s room, the trio couldn’t help but gawk in awe. It was the size of a small pub. (Think “Central Perk Café” from friends) His bed was the comfortable thing Jason had ever seen. The amount of posters he had was laughable. Even with such a large space, he somehow managed to cover almost every wall. Almost. 

Both Cindy and Betty immediately, subconsciously, made their way to the wall that was covered with family photos of the Avengers and their friends. One specific one had both girls cooing instantly.

 

The picture contained the OG Avengers in their early days, all surrounding a baby Peter, with Tony Stark and Pepper Potts standing right behind their son. Baby Peter was holding his arms up in a clapping motion, clearly having been laughing in the picture. The family all had huge smiles on their faces, some laughing along with Peter. 

 

“That was the first time I met the Avengers.” Peter explained, catching the girls off guard, who jumped slightly. 

“The first time?” Jason questioned, having come up behind the girls too. Peter nodded. 

“Dad wanted to trust them first obviously. This was right after Ultron. Which is why, if you look closely,” he pointed to two figures that were standing off frame but their body’s still somewhat viable. “you can see the Maximoff’s.” 

The others nodded in understanding just as FRIDAY interrupted them. 

 

Mini Boss? Miss Romanoff is calling for you in the dance room. She needs you to fix her touch screen on her wall. 

 

Peter smiled nodding. He was glad his Aunt hadn’t just left him to panic. 

“Okay!” he called out. “You guys can wait here. He’s on his way back from Queens and as we all know, crime doesn’t sleep, so he’ll be here when he can!” He told his classmates. “Get comfortable. Friday will keep an eye on you. Make yourselves at home!” He waved at them as he ran off, heading to Natasha, who was actually in the living room, to thank her. 

 

“Мама паук! Спасибо!” 

(“Mama spider! Thank you!”) he ran up to her, giving her a small squeeze. Natasha smiled.

“Конечно, паучок. У тебя все в порядке?" 

(“Of course, little spider. You doing alright?") She questioned, moving a little closer to Bucky who she was sitting next too, to give Peter space to sit down next to her. He took a deep breath and smiled weakly. 

“Я в порядке. Просто немного расстроен, что во время этой поездки мне не хватает времени, проведенного с семьей.” 

(“I'm okay. Just a little upset that i'm missing family time over this trip.”) he answered, honestly. Bucky looked over, away from the TV that was playing “The Hobbit”, and smiled softly at the teen. 

“Не волнуйся, Малыш. Когда все будет готово, у нас будет много времени с семьей. Я обещаю. Вот что я вам скажу: мы позволяем вам отвечать за то, чем мы занимаемся до конца дня. Звучит неплохо?" 

(“Don't worry, Little one. We'll have plenty of family time once it's done. I promise. I'll tell you what, we let you be in charge or the activities we do for the rest of the day. Sound good?") Peter nodded and cuddled in between the duo. 

 

After a few moments, Peter stood up, saluting at his family as he left. He went to the closest Avengers room, which happened to be Sam & Bucky’s. He pressed the web shooter he still had on and, immediately, nanotech spread across his body. Within seconds he was in his brand new Spider-man suit. 

He took a deep breath and jumped out the window. Minutes later he was knocking on the window of his own room. He smiled softly at the sight of his classmates’ eyes widening. 

“Friday, open the window!” The window flew open and Peter swung himself in, landing on the edge of his stairs that lead to one of his bathrooms and personal training room. He waved at the awestruck teens. “Heya! I was told by Pete that you have some web fluid for me?” Betty was the first to snap out of her awestruck daze and she stood up, handing him the fluid. He smiled behind his mask, taking the packaged substance. “Thank you! You're Betty, right?” The girl's eyes widened a little before she stuttered a weak "yes" while nodding. The vigilante turned to the others. “And that leaves Cindy and Jason!” The latter nodded, Jason more enthusiastically as Cindy was still awestruck. 

Peter waved at them again and turned his attention back to Betty. “Okay, so want an exclusive Q&A? Also, Peter wanted me to let you know that anything you find out about his private life, like the picture's backstory, no matter how small, will go into your NDA. Do you know what that means?” The three nodded and Jason vocalized their thoughts. He stepped closer to the hero. 

“Yeah, it means we can't talk about anything we hear or see to anyone else but each other.” The masked hero nodded. 

“Okay, go on! Q&A.”        

Notes:

Hope you enjoyed :)) You are more then welcome to leave suggestions for the QnA <3
See you all soon!!

Chapter 10: “Dad!”

Summary:

"I missed you too bambi."

Notes:

Heya guys <3
im so sorry this has taken so long :( Ive just had a lot going on and writing just wasnt something i wanted to do. Anyway, this is supposed to be the last chapter, however if enough ppl ask, i´ll think about giving it more chapters :)

Enjoy!

ps. its very short, im sorry <33

“How close are you and Peter?” Jason asked. Spidey swung himself closer to the picture wall and pointed to one of the pictures that immediately went down for the others to be able to see. 

“Very.” He answered. 

The picture depicted Peter standing next to the spider suit, clearly making sure the new web shooters fit the suit (colour and pattern wise) and smiling brightly at the face of the mask. The spidey suit had its back turned to the camera, so to anyone who wouldn't know, it seemed as though he was smiling at the person behind the mask. 

Cindy ghapsed. “How did you meet ironman?” Jason continued, eyes wide in awe. Spidey smiled softly - although no one could see - at the mention of his dad. He swung up on the mess that was considered a bed, with books all over it. 

“We met when the Avengers recruited me for a mission, and have clicked since day one.” he lied, fumbling with his fingers. The three classmates gawked, clearly amazed. 

After a few minutes of chatting, spidey looks up at the ceiling, in confusion, and just as Cindy is about to ask what he's looking at, an alarm starts ringing. It's not like a fire alarm that's loud and gives you headaches; it's more like a morning clock from one's phone. It's loud, but soft. Spideys eyes widen as he realizes what that means. It's an alarm set for when his Dad arrives. He wings up, and out the window, yelling “stay here” to the trio that's waiting for him. His mind is racing. 

 

Is dad supposed to be home? 

He didn't call.  

Is it actually dad? 

 

He changes back to Peter, tossing his suit absentmindedly into Kate's room. He feels tears prickle. Dad. 

He runs into his room and comes face to face with a very confused trio. 

“In.” he says, pointing at the elevator. The four of them get in, with the trio asking Peter questions but the teen can't hear them. The only thought that is clear in his mind is the image of his dad. He takes slow and deep breaths to calm himself, with little to no luck. 

 

“F-FRIDAY?” 

 

Yes miniboss? 

 

“H-has dad actually…is he here?” Peter felt his whole body shake. 

 

He is, and he's asking for you.  

 

I held back a sob as we headed down. Once we made it out, I ran across to the hallway and as I practically threw the door open, i was met with staring, wide eyes of my classmates. I looked around frantically. 

 

“Pete.”

My body froze for a second but then i spun around and made eye contact with my favorite person in the world. I ran across the room, jumping into his arms. 

“Dad!” 

“I missed you too, bambi.”

Notes:

First chapter done!!
Im very excited vgbhjnkl i love this trope so much :´))

Let me know if theres anything you want to see in the upcoming chapters !!