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"Hey, Lier! Look at where my Mom's managed to get us to go for a field trip!" Flash laughed as he elbowed Peter on his way out of the classroom.
Great, Peter thought, when he saw the permission slip. Stark towers, juuuust great! Everyone knew him there so at least he couldn't be called out as a lier, but everyone would treat him like they normally treat a level 10, head intern, Miniboss. In short, he was unsure who would know more, him or the tour guide.
"Hey, Peter?" Mr Harrington called him over, "Sorry if you get embarrassed tomorrow, my son works at SI and he told me you were practically the Boss and CEO there. If you need to go at any point in the day or just want to do a normal day of work while you're there just let me know so I can let you go, OK? Sorry about Flash but I can't do anything due to his Mom's power. Do you think being seen as an intern would help?"
"Oh, Yeah, it would help a lot, thanks, Mr Harrington!" Peter exclaimed excitedly, then, "Do you mind if people give me papers while I'm on the tour and if I just run off after telling you for most of the time?"
"Oh it would be fine, now I think you need to go to SI now, Happy's out front!" Laughed Mr Harrington.
"Oh! Right, thank you, sir!"
"And it's fine if your adopted family sign the slip, I know about the adoption!" Mr Harrington called after the boy.
Peter climbed into the back of the sleek black car that was pulled up outside the school.
"Hey Kid, the drive will be an hour so start some homework, O.K?" Happy informed him.
"Yes Happy," Peter chimed as the separator rose up between them and Peter started on all his homework.
An hour later
"Hey kid, we're here." Happy's voice called through a speaker as Peter finished the last question on his weekly homework. Now he would have all week to be Head Intern/Miniboss at SI!
"Great, thank you Happy!" Peter called back as he left the car.
The minute he entered the lobby he heard F.R.I.D.A.Y say:
"Peter, can you leave your bag at the desk and proceed to R&D (Research and Development)? Karen will guide you from there if you will put in your earpiece and contacts.
The contacts were Peter's invention. They allowed a route to be shown in 3D like on a satnav but could also project info that only he could see. The Earpiece allowed him to listen through all the speakers, people to request his help and Karen to be able to speak to him. His invention, obviously.
On his way, he was pulled this way and that by interns needing his help. Lola came from behind him, dropping a stack of folders into his arms before running off asking him to give them to his 'dad'. And once one person gave Peter folders for Tony, everyone did. By the time Peter got above floor thirty-six, (R&D level) he had three people following him with huge stacks of papers, and one person holding his coffee for him.
"Little Stark, there's a tour group coming in today, are the intern labs green-lit for touring?" Tyler, the head tour guide asked as he walked beside Peter. "Also, do you think you can get your dad to step in for a quick Q&A? You know the civilian's always like that part."
One of the new interns that were holding a stack of folders to Peter's left was about to ask what everyone did;
"But aren't we supposed to take these to Mr Stark?" Kai said. There was a laughed whisper about 'newbie', but no one bothered to answer his question, because when the door opened, Tony walked out.
"Again?" He huffed, before taking the first stack of folders out of Peter's hands, letting him take his coffee and relive Henry to go back to his duties. "They do know that they can just give these to me directly, don't they?"
"They're afraid of you. Plus, once one of them noticed that you actually allow me to hand you things, they all rejoiced." Peter shrugged, turning back and dismissing his herd of intern helpers.
Peter breathed in his coffee, because it was still Nine in the morning, and Peter had stayed up all night from Patrol. Peter always had to chuckle at the new intern's confusion as to why a seventeen-year-old was pretty much head of the company and why he knew everything about everything that happened in the tower.
Once he reached his desk in R&D Peter let his thoughts drift as he flipped through folders, separating the attention-seeking trash to the things that need fresh eyes and went from there. Since this building was the Head Quarters of Stark Industries, it was easier to get Tony to look at their inventions. So a lot of people write up reports to have them looked over. It was mostly the newer workers that did this. The older ones knew that they got Peter first. Or they got nothing special. The two stacks of folders were thinned down two half-half stacks. One he would give the head of the departments, because they can deal with. The other, Peter took.
If this point of Peter's day could be montaged it'd be like this;
"My project consists of..." And each different project label was said by a different person, with different things going on in the background. Maybe even some theatrical humor music playing just below the explanation. "and I've been working on... for weeks, but everything I do, it just won't ...." This is where the newbies would then look around and say, "I was hoping Mr. Stark could help." Which Peter would have to reply with a, "Mister Stark is busy and sent me to be of assistance, unless you think Mr. Stark made the mistake of thinking I'm not qualified enough for this job, then bring it up to your head of the department." This split the group once more, to those who actually needed help and gladly took it from Peter, to the assholes who get yelled at from the Head of Department for wasting Peter's time. But the older workers would give Peter a relieved smile and say, "So, I'd very thankful if you could take a moment of your time to take a peek." In the end, the stack of folders got smaller and smaller until he was left with the few that actually did need Tony's attention.
Next, Peter had to pick out the candidates for partnerships as he was mentored into becoming a better CEO. Not that anyone outside of Stark Industries knew this. The Stock Holders or investors or anyone high enough to frown down upon this knew and couldn't be happier about it once they met Peter. Even the lowly workers, technicians, and lab-rats knew that Tony Stark and Pepper Potts were teaching the young boy into becoming the heir to their growing empire and most would want him as CEO now, as he knew about both sides of SI, the marketing and the tech.
This took until seven o'clock at night, which was when people could start to leave, but many chose to stay overnight, (Peter persuaded Tony to install rows of bunk beds in a room on each floor and people loved him for it - the productivity and happiness increased by 20% in just a few days, so the high-ups at S.H.I.E.L.D loved him too as they got new inventions quicker and cheaper)
Peter finally went up to the Penthouse at ten o'clock and found Steve cooking dinner for all the impatient avengers seated around the glass dining table. Peter laughed and slid into his normal (padded) seat as he slid a few folders over to Tony.
"There's too many!" Tony complained.
"That's nothing!" Peter laughed, "If I didn't go through them you've had three hundred and twenty-four!"
"What! How did you do... oh wait, your Peter and have a higher IQ than Banner and I combined and Know more about being a CEO than Pepper's assistant! Stupid question!" Tony laughed.
"And you do all that around being Spiderman!" Clint let out a low whistle, "That's crazy, dude!"