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Tony Stark Meets Peter Parker:
Tony looked at the video again and again. The hell can this person do? He thought to himself. They caught that car like it was nothing. A piece of paper is what it looked like. But that onesie was not doing the works. He'd have to work on that himself.
"FRI can you tell who that is?" Tony asked, knowing he was probably pushing the limits to FRIDAY's abilities but he wanted to try anyways.
"Yes boss I am able to." FRIDAY answered after a pause. "Would you like me to bring up their details?" Tony smiled to himself. He had scored massively.
"Yes please FRIDAY, that would be amazing." All of a sudden a male appeared on the screen. He looked about fourteen maybe fifteen and he had brown hair.
"Peter Benjamin Parker." Tony muttered his name. "Where have I heard that before FRI?" Tony pondered, tapping his pen lightly against his chin in a thinking manner.
"Boss, do you remember the science fair you did for Midtown school for science and technology?" FRIDAY paused waiting for Tony to answer.
"The one I did a year ago?" Tony answered. Memories of the school flooding into his head.
"Well, if I am correct, Mr Parker won that science fair with flying colours." FRIDAY replied.
"Ah yes thanks FRI." Tony remembered. That kid was a genius and he's Spider-Man. One hell of a kid. Tony thought. He glanced back at the details of Peter Parker.
"Queens." He mumbled to himself. "Well looks like I am going to Queens today FRI. Please get a car ready." Tony stood up from his chair, pulling his glasses down on his face.
"Of course Boss." Came the reply.
It was time to meet Peter Parker.
"This is the fourth time you have fell asleep in my class Peter. Is there anything I need to know?" Peter's teacher asked. Peter knew they were only trying to help, well most of them, but he had Spider-Man to do so he kept sleeping only for a short amount of time.
"...No sir. I just didn't get the best sleep last night." Peter lied. Well he didn't really lie, it was true enough. The teacher nodding disapprovingly.
"Well then I am sorry Mr Parker, but that will be a detention if that happens one more time in my class, if you don't have a reasonable excuse. And maybe Mr Parker, get to bed early tonight." Peter nodded at him, his cheeks turning a pink colour in embarrassment. Luckily though he was the only one there, apart from the teacher, if Flash was there he would have died from embarrassment.
"Alright then Mr Parker. You are dismissed. Have a good day." He waved a hand at Peter as Peter turned towards the doors and into the corridor.
"Peter." Ned whispered making Peter jump.
"Don't do that to me Ned." Peter whispered back, rubbing his eyes as they walked out of school.
"Well I'm sorry your peter-tingle didn't work properly." Ned smiled knowing Peter hated it when Ned called it that.
"Ned you know I hate it when you call it that." Peter smiled too despite his best efforts.
"Yeah, yeah. I will text you the notes. I got to get my sister from school." Ned rolled his eyes before leaving Peter with a wave.
Great Peter thought Even Ned's gone.
Peter sighed before putting his earphones in, it would be a long walk home today.
Little did he know he was going to meet the Tony Stark when he did get home.
"Hey May I'm home." Peter closed the door behind him. He heard whispers, who else was here?
"Come on in Pete." May answered from the living room. Peter walked in, pulling out an earphone as he saw who was sat there.
THE Tony Stark was sat on his sofa.
"Hey kid. Tony Stark." Mr Stark smiled at him.
"Wha...well I know that." Peter answered taking the other earphone out his ear. "But what are you doing here Mr Stark?"
"Well he says you applied to the internship thing, why didn't you tell me Peter?" May asked. Peter looked at Mr Stark's pleading eyes to go along with it. Peter almost sighed out loud, so he was here for Spider-Man... of course he was.
"Yeah... I just didn't think I would get in May." Peter rubbed the back of his neck nervously.
"Well Mrs Parker, I am just going to steal your nephew for a few moments if that's alright." Mr Stark asked getting up from the sofa.
"Of course and its May." May smiled at Mr Stark who surprisingly smiled right back.
"So Mr Stark, I don't remember applying to any internship program." Peter turned to Mr Stark when the door was shut, playing with the pencil in his hand.
"This you?" Mr Stark asked, pulling out a hologram of Spider-Man. Peter froze, he didn't want Mr Stark to know. But apparently it was the Parker Luck.
"No Mr Stark that isn't. That's fake though right, you got that off YouTube? You know they use special effects for that kind of thing. Me? Spider-Man that's a good one... haven't heard a joke like that for a while Mr Stark." Peter rambled on. All the while not noticing Mr Stark open the attic latch. That was when it fell, the Spider-Man suit. Peter ran at it hitting it into the cupboard.
"Wanna try that again? Your the Spiderling? Spider-Boy?" Mr Stark asked, Peter blushing more violently then ever.
"S... Spider-Man." Peter mumbled crossing his arms over his chest protectively.
"Not in that onesie you're not." Peter frowned at that.
"You know I was having a really good day today Mr Stark," Peter began, moving over to his desk. "Found this really old TV in the dumpster that still works and Spanish test... aced it." Peter sat on the bed, looking defeated.
"I'm gonna sit here so move the leg," Mr Stark tapped Peter's leg as he moved it, sitting next to him. "You ever been to Germany?"
"I can't go to Germany Mr Stark..." Peter started, running his fingers through his hair nervously.
"Why not?" Mr Stark turned to face Peter.
"I got... homework." Peter answered. Mr Stark looked pained at that answer, as if trying to comprehend what Peter had just said.
"Lets go tell Aunt Hottie what you just said." Mr Stark turned to the door but not before Peter took out his web shooters and stuck Mr Stark to the door.
"No, no, no. First off Aunt Hottie? Second off if she knew that I was Spider-Man she would freak. And when she freaks I freak." Peter turned to Mr Stark.
"Okay tell me what gets you out of that twin bed in the morning?" Mr Stark asked, hand still stuck to the door. Peter sighed.
"When you can do the things that I can do and then the bad things happen, they happen because of you." Peter smiled sadly at Mr Stark.
Damn thought Mr Stark This kid is pulling on my heart strings.
"Okay now get me out of this thing." Mr Stark finally filled the silence.
"Oh yeah sorry about that Mr Stark." Peter moved to get some of his anti-stick fluid.
"Tony."
"What?" Peter froze.
"It's Tony kid." Mr Stark answered. Looking at Peter's confused face. He liked the Kid, surprisingly.
"Okay Mr Stark." Peter smiled mischievously.
Germany was going to be fun. They both thought. Which surprised Peter as he didn't even think that he wanted to go to Germany. And now he was going with THE Tony Stark and he was told to call him Tony. Which Peter knew he wouldn't but the honour was still there.
"Let's get out of here kid." Mr Stark opened the door after finally getting out of the web fluid. They both smiled.
One hell of a kid Tony thought as they walked out of the room.