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He was just chilling on top his fav bodega eating a churro from the local grandma after a particularly gruesome patrol, thinking about how he’s going to pay rent.. honestly he really needs another job cause surprisingly a ST internship doesn't pay that well, maybe JJJ will let him have his old job back?

(SPIDER SENSE)

*BOOM*

He watched in horror as his beloved half eaten churro went spiraling to the ground, god knows he really couldn’t afford to lose free food like that.

“umm I wasn’t finished eating that???”

He quickly pulls down the rest of his mask turning around to face the churro shooter but his blood runs icy cold as he freezes because the one and only IRONMAN is standing infront of him, repulser still glowing.

“Spider Man I need you to come with me”

Ignoring the fact he definitely didn’t use the hyphen (He’ll have to address that later) honestly so disrespectful, he definitely doesn't want to go with him I mean he still has his hand raised at him! And by the tone of his voice the odds definitely weren’t in his favor.

“Yea I don’t really associate with churro shooting guys”

“Yea well I wasn’t asking”

“Mmm but u kinda did-“

And at that moment he leaned back falling off the building, shooting out a web swinging away.

In the background he could hear Tony and a few other gasp at the show he just put on ( Great it was the whole team here) and the sound of footsteps with repulsers slowly following.

He swung a hard right through an alleyway, god he really hoped no one would take a picture of this, who know what JJJ could do with a picture of the AVENGERS chasing his favorite menace.

Taking a left, dodging a red white and blue shield (thank you spider sense) and throwing it right back on the way. He shoots out the ally way only to see little ol’ Hawkeye on the building across the street.

Swoosh-

Grunting as it hits him right in the shoulder because of course even he isn’t fast enough to avoid an arrow shot by Hawkeye.

And wow that really hurts, this is going to make things a lot more harder. He collectively decides he’s done with this whole play date thing going on here and that he’s leavening.

“Oof sorry to cut out time short guys but I gotta bounce you know? Crimes to bust, robbers to stop, you understand?”

“Sorry Spider-Man but your not going anywhere unless it’s with us” The Captain America said, and to him of all people (and he said it with the Hyphen)
Honestly Captain America is just so much better than iron man let’s just forget that he’s technically Peters boss for a sec.

landing on a wall, he shoots a web at the incoming Tin man’s face then two more webs onto the corners of two buildings and slingshots himself through the alleyway between them turning mid air to make a giant spider web behind him to trap any more supers with the ability to fly that follow him.

He goes about 5 blocks more making sure he really lost them before dropping in an all to familiar alleyway, ripping out the arrow (he was so keeping it) from his shoulder, lifting up the dumpster grabbing the back pack he told aunt May he “lost” and changing back into the one and only Peter Parker.

He hopes it heals by morning he dosent want Friday snitching on him again, there already suspicious from when he came with a Broken rib and the old “just a mugging”, “new York is very dangerous” and the “oh I fell” excuses are getting used a little to often, he really needs to stop getting injuries that won’t fully heal over night because so much as one scratch and Friday will have his head.

He decided it’s definitely not safe to swing home and walks instead taking the subway, ew. Ned is the best person right now as the sweater he’s wearing is Ned’s and just so happened to be black so no one can see the blood oozing out of his shoulder right now.

Finally reaching his dingy apparent that he pays way to much for, he heads to his kitchen opening the cabinet and pulling out the first aid kit, and wow he really needs a restock, he only has 2 rolls of bandages left that’ll last him what, 3 months a best.

He rolls up his shirt over his shoulder carefully wrapping it. Deeming it good enough he changes into some more comfortable clothing and finally goes to sleep.

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Now in all honesty don’t ask Tony how he got here, stuck in a giant web left by some spider themed vigilante.

It started when fury called a meeting saying they needed to bring the guy in, that he was dangerous and unpredictable.

Tony worked with him a couple of times and he could tell he was on the young side after analyzing him for some time deeming he wasn’t a threat. He’s a bit surprised that spidey got on fury’s radar this soon, shame they have to bring him in.

“So all we gotta do is catch spider guy?” Clint spoke up from the back of the wing

“Pretty much yea, should be easy” Tony piped

“Y’know we used to fight aliens, now we’re brining in some low life vigilante” Clint said clearly annoyed from leaving his family at the safe house.

Took a couple minutes to find spidey but after getting to queens it wasn’t that hard after all the guy left webs on the corners of the buildings practically everywhere. Tony would have took a sample with him in case he ever got stuck but the stuff desolves. Wonder if it’s biological or if web head manufactured them, if they didn’t have to bring him in he’d offer him an internship at ST.

Sitting up top a bodega rooftop was the star of the night. Tony got behind the guy car full not to make a sound waiting for Steve’s ok. Once he got it he shot.

Now what he didn’t expect was to shoot a half eaten churro.

“Umm I wasn’t finished eating that???”

“Spider Man I need you to come with me” Tony’s said making sure not to say us so he thought it was just him.

“Yeah I don’t really associate with churro shooting guys”

What the heck?? If it matter this much to the guy he could just buy him a new one, he was Tony Stark.

“Yea well I wasn’t asking”

“Mmm but u kinda did-”

Just as he was about to reply spidey fell backwards off the building. Letting out a surprised gasp he ran to the other side of the building expecting to see a smushed bug, instead ed seeing a swinging bug currently getting away.

Firing up his repulsers he shot after the guy.

Spidey taking a hard right cutting incoming Tony off headed in the allys.

“Cap u got it” Tony asked speaking into the coms

“Already there” he herd Cap say back

Then saw as Cap threw his famous shield and spider dodge then catch said shield and sling it straight back at America. It was a perfect hit.

Now Tony wasn’t taking notes but he sees why fury wanted to bring him in now. He has great aim and his tensile strength must be off the charts because not everyone can catch Capcicles shield that easily, not to mention but he was fast and clearly smart seeing as he sticks to the wall and shoots webs but he could just be mutant.

Just then Nat spoke up through the coms “Clint see the office building right infront that ally opening?”

“Already there” Clint spoke causing Tony to look up and lone and Behold he was arrow already bulled back waiting to shoot.

“Aim to stun were not trying to kill him Clint” He piped up not wanting Clint to kill the poor old spider he still owed him a churro.

Spidey shot out the alley way and Tony watched as Hawkeye let go and hit spidey right in the shoulder.
Taking this as his cue to enter he flies down setting his repulses to shoot out a net when spidey looked straight at him mid air eyes widening on his mask and faster than light shooting a web straight at his Iron Man face plate.

Struggling to tear it off, gosh that stuff really sticks, he decided it wasn’t worth it.

“Friday I’m gunna need you to be my eyes here”

“Sure thing boss, turn left now” the ai happily obliged.

Taking the left, the stuff was just starting to dissolve.

“Keep going straight” and he does, he starts hearing the sounds of spidey it sounds like he’s shooting at someone?? Probably at Cap or something.

“ hey Fri little more juice”

He hears the clink and shuffle as his feet repulses become one larger one, the speed causes the web that was on his face to wither, in the distance he can hear someone Nat or Clint Maybe shouting at someone but he doesn't really care as the last of the web falls off and he opens his eyes adjusting to the light to see a giant spider web straight infront of him and he’s going way to fast to slow down.

Crashing into the giant web he doesn't even try to move since he already knows how sticky the stuff is and moving will most likely make it worse. He can hear Clint laughing at him but can’t turn his head or anything to send him a death glare, god this sucked he hopes he can pay them to forget this ever happened.

(They didn’t and made fun of him the whole way back)

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Swinging to the ST tower or is it the Avengers tower? Either way Peter still “works” there and has to be there Tuesdays and Thursdays sometimes on the weekends to, from 4-6 or else his mentor whose really just his boss who is also set on making him have the most work out of all the other interns, makes him stay another hour for the 20 second he was late.

Honestly he really needs a raise.

Landing a block away in an alley he swings off his pack pack grabbing a change of his ‘civilian clothes’ and hiding behind a dumpster to change into Peter Parker.

Slinging the suit in the bag and back in his should he begins walking to the Tower which only takes a couple of minutes from where he landed, and his college class ended early today so he’s actually arriving a couple minutes early! That’s a rare site indeed.

Opening the towers glass doors he pulls his ID card out of his bag showing it to the scanners, walking through the gate and sliding it on his neck.

He pushes his way past the other scientists, engineers, even a couple of interns rushing to meet their deadlines, all the way to the elevator.

Finally making it he pushes the button watching as it slides open and walking in.

“Hello Peter!” Friday says in a more cheerfull voice than usual

Peter likes Friday, and he thinks she likes him to since she always says hi to him. He thinks it’s because once someone hacked into her servers messing and shutting down basically everything (you’d think ST would have better security, Happy really needs to step up his game) and Peter was the one to get her back online up and running, nobody but her knew that though since he used his crappy Mac book and not the ones ST provided.

“Where would you like to go today? The RnD Labs?” Friday speaks up, cutting him off from his train of thought.

“Yes please, thank you ” he replies making sure to always be nice to her.

He feels the elevator starts to go up thankful that his arrow wound from the one and only Hawkeye healed enough last night that it’s barely a scratch now.

Stepping out of the elevator he walks down the hallway to the door for his lab not needing to scan his ID card again as Friday opens the foggy glass doors for him. Walking to his desk he sees Mark (his boss) heading straight for him with a stack of paper in his hands for probably Peter to do.

“Peter there you are! I need you to fill some of these out. I don’t want to hear any complaining everybody doing 5.” Mark tells him already looking stressed out by it all.

Takes the 5 packets out of Marks hands already surprised he didn’t just lay the whole stack on him. Maybe he finally realized that he has work he needs to do, and that he can’t just dump his whole job on him.

Sitting down at his desk he starts flipping through the packets seeing what needs to be made, signed, or math problems to solve spectating them into separating them into piles. Getting to the last packet he stops, because right on the front are blue prints for an arm that look suspiciously like a certain winter soldiers. Ok Maybe there not, maybe it’s just a latest model of a new prosthetic design, but either way this is definitely not supposed to be here in the hands of some interns.

Sitting up straighter he scans the Lab looking for Mark to give him the obviously misplaced packet, but giving up as he’s no where to be seen deciding to just do the other packets and give it to him later.

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Now Peters sitting at his desk well past the other 4 packets contemplating whether or not to just make the arm. I mean what’s the harm, this design is kindergarten stuff to him, hell he’s pretty sure he could improve this design.

“Just a couple more minutes, I’m sure Mark will show up soon” he says arms crossed, tapping his foot, staring at the blue prints as his boredom grows. Everyone but two people are still left in the lab, seeing as they were supposed to leave 8 minutes ago.

Giving in he gets up grabbing all the tools he’ll need setting them on his desk, putting in his ear buds and getting to work on the arm.

The design isn’t anything he can’t handle, he’s way past this level of engineering but he’s JUST a freshman in college and being open with how smart he really was would bring to many prying eyes and with is little un paying side gig he should stray away from prying eyes, having this internship is already enough.

He’ll just finish the project and leave it mystery as to who made it that way no attention is drawn to him.

Switching the metal near the shoulder of the arm to a more flexible and comfortable one but durable just the same, so it’s more comfortable for the wearer. Connecting wires and carefully attaching plates of vibranium (don’t ask how he got it but just know it involves sneaking into the more higher level labs) making sure not to bend them wrong as he’s fully aware just how expensive it truly is.

Adding the final vibranium plate he looks up to see he’s now the only person left in the lab, checking the time seeing he’s been so enveloped in his work he didn’t realize he’d been here 2 hours more than he’s supposed to. He picks the arm up off his desk and sets it on the counter with the blue prints next to it, pausing his music and taking out his earbuds truly admiring his work letting out a deep breath he didn’t know he was holding.

“Y’know for an intern that’s pretty impressive”

Startled Peter turns so fast his head spins because for a sec he doesn’t believe who’s standing in-front of him. Tony freaking Stark, now don’t get him wrong he really shouldn’t be freaking out, he technically just saw him yesterday when he was chasing him, but Mr. Stark didn’t know that.

“Mr. Stark?! W- what are you- what are you doing here?” Peter says fiddling with his hands nervously by his side

“Oh- I just came to talk to Mark.. lost some important blue prints, but I can see you found them and-” he widens his eyes leaning to left gesturing to the perfectly built arm behind Peter with his hand.

“Oh uhh- yeah I um got bored”

“ You got bored” Mr. Stark says flat look on his face

“Yup” Peter says popping the p, rocking nervously back and forth on his heals awkwardly looking at Mr.Stark

“Wow ok, I really need to check on these interns more often. What are they feeding you guys?” Mr.Stark replies

“Oh just the usual PB & J, couple of coffees here and there” Peter remarks wanting this conversation to be over even though he’s dreamed of being able to say just five words to the guys since he went to Stark expo and got his stupid little iron man helmet signed with uncle ben.

“Ok well that looks good enough, if you don’t mind me I’ll just take that.” Stark says moving to the side to grab the arm

Peter stepping out of his way watching as he picks it up inspecting it for mistakes (there’s not Peter made very sure of that with the 2 hours he spent here) then turning around and nodding at him before walking out and leaving the lab.

Peter watches as he walks down the hallway to the elevator through the glass walls of the lab. Did that really just happen?

Snapping out of it he decides he’s been here long enough, backs his bag and leaves.

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Tony came back into the penthouse lab already a little mad, since Clint ignored a direct order to stun Spidey and shot him in the shoulder. He could have bled out in an alley for all they know.

Then he finds out the blue prints for Buckys new metal arm is missing and of course him, with the million dollar AI has to find it, because he definitely doesn’t have other stuff to do, it just makes it so much worse.

‘Hes a billionaire, can’t he just pay someone else to do it?’ No because he’s the only one with access to the tools needed to, other wise he would have just have to Happy or the person that lost them in the first place.

Sitting down in his desk, he pulls up an image of the blue prints.

“Hey Fri can you pull up all surveillance with these blueprints?”

Sitting back as the footage rolls he sees the packet get picked up from Bruce’s lab and taken to 7 different labs where said person takes 20 more packets and FINNALY heading to the mail room and grabbing, you guessed it! More packets.

“Friday who’s this guy”

“Scanning, Mark Dander, age 32, mentor/boss down in one of the RnD intern labs sir”

“Great that’s. Great.”

He hates going to the intern labs, the interns are the youngest people in the building. He doesn’t want them crowding around him with their grubby little fingers. Not to mention but every time he’s down there, and trust me it’s very few, they ask him millions of questions that on his level is basic math, begging him to sign something or take a picture with them.

Sighing as he finishes watching ‘Mark’ take the papers into the lab and individually hand stacks out, which is just so much better because now he has to look through these interns desk and projects.

“Hey fri when do interns leave for the day?”

“The interns are asked to leave at 6:00 PM sir”

Checking the time seeing it’s only 5:32 he decides to just wait it out, that way he can avoid all the grubby little interns, and all the awkward social interactions that come from it.

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Throwing the finished can of Dr.Pepper away, he looks at the work he managed to get done, he’d only completely remade his mark-42 left hand repulser, fixed Capcicle yet another shield, and made Nat a whole new batch of widow bites in only.. 2 HOURS?!?

Oh well, now there’s definitely nobody in the RnD labs now. yay! He gets up, heading to the elevator.

Friday already knowing where he’s going starts the elevator heading down, his eyes slowly closing.

Jolting back awake as it stops (he really needs to catch back up on his sleep) stepping out he walks down the hallway to the lab the blue prints are in. Getting closer he can see through the glass walls that there is in-fact, not and empty lab for him to look through but one kid who can’t be over 17 sitting at a desk in the corner of the lab, completely sucked into his work, earbuds in, looking down.

Apon arriving Tony can see that this kid isn’t just working on whatever intern level project he was giving but instead working on the very arm to the very blue prints Tony was looking for.

Not wanting to disturb him as he was clearly very concentrated placing what looked like the last piece of metal on the arm. Tony’s mind immediately shot to when Dum-E had disturbed him when he was in such concentrated state, working on a batch of Hawkeye arrows causing him to fumble electrical shock wires, and well it’s not rocket science to figure out what happened after.

Coming in quietly, Tony leaned back on the wall far behind the kids desk waiting for him to finish.

Seeing as he gets up carefully arm in hands, and sets it down on a counter to the left of his desk area, Tony starts walking towards the kid watching as he pulls out his earbuds standing back and admiring his work.

Getting tired of waiting for this kid to notice him (he doesn’t like saying hi) he decides to just speak up.

“Y’know for an intern that’s pretty impressive” he says watching the kid startle hastily turning around so fast it looks like he got a whiplash.

“Mr. Stark?! W- what are you- what are you doing here?” The kid or ‘Peter Parker’ by his name tag, says fiddling with his hands nervously by his side

“Oh- I just came to talk to Mark.. lost some important blue prints, but I can see you found them and-” he widens his eyes leaning to left gesturing to the perfectly built arm behind Peter with his hand.

“Oh uhh- yeah I um got bored”

“ You got bored” Tony says completely not believing this kid built an entire winter soldier arm because he was board.

“Yup” Peter says popping the p, rocking back and forth on his heals now.

“Wow ok, I really need to check on these interns more often. What are they feeding you guys?” He says not really knowing what to say, already wanting this conversation to end, god he could cut the awkwardness with a knife it was that bad.

“Oh just the usual PB & J, couple of coffees here and there” Peter remarks

“Ok well that looks good enough, if you don’t mind me I’ll just take that.” Tony says moving to the side to grab the arm, ready to leave this interaction in the past. Peter steps out of his way, and Tony picks the arm up inspecting it already mentally planning to just take it apart and rebuild it in his lab, but there aren’t any mistakes- and is this vibranium?? How did this kid get his hands on vibranium???

Not wanting to question it tired from this much social interaction he takes the arm, walking out of the lab down the hallway back into the elevator.

Once fully back in his lab he ask Friday to scan the arm for any mistakes just to be sure.

“The arm is 100% complete no mistakes detected if not improved.” Friday reports back, highlighting areas on the scan where the arm has been “improved”.

And Tony has to admit he’s impressed, how can he not be? An intern of all people in the tower was able to build and improve a design on a IQ level that could possibly match or be somewhere near his when it shouldn’t be.

Tony was guessing he must be in college since he was an intern and not a full time employee.

“Friday bring me up everything we have on Peter Parker”

“Peter Parker, Age 17, Freshman in college at MIT, both parents and grandparents deceased, no living know relatives or guardians, and currently working 4-6 on Tuesdays and Wensday at the tower under the supervision of Mark Dander.”

Geez this kid had it worse than him. I mean no known living relatives? Was he homeless?

“Any idea where he lives?” And yes, he knows that’s a little much to ask seeing as he’d only talked to him for 5 minutes, but he just has to know.

“No known living location of Peter Parker sir” Friday reports

Great that either means the kid was seriously homeless or they just didn’t have his address in the system, Tony was quietly hoping it was the second one.

Either way Peter Parker needed a serious upgrade. Sending a check to him for the arm because either way dude needed the money, and deciding to give him a part time job under Bruce’s supervision he’d just have to hope Bruce wouldn’t be mad a him.

Leaving it at that Tony heads up to his penthouse for long waited pleasure of sleep that he’s been putting off for way too long long to be healthy, Pepper would be proud.

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He was just sitting on the edge of a rooftop, legs dangling off the sides reading the email he received this morning when he woke up. The email read..

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(CONFIDENTIAL INFORMATION DO NOT SHARE)

Dear Peter Parker,

Good morning, we are glad to inform you that you have been promoted, from your status at the RnD labs to and intern under Dr. Bruce Banner. Do not worry about access to your new floors and lab, you will receive your badge when you check in next time you are at the tower. Your hours and days are still the same however as you are still in college and we cannot give you more, for any complaints, requests, or information on this subject feel free to contact us.

We are also glad to inform you that you have received a bonus of $51,000 in your next paycheck as a thank your for the building of an ‘arm’

We kindly ask you to keep this information strictly between you, as this is highly confidential information.

Thank you

-Stark Industries

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So much for ‘not gaining attention’ he thought as he read that single sentence over and over again. This couldn’t be right I mean $51,000 that would cover him for.. a long time to put it simple. I mean this has to be a mistake he couldn’t have built the arm that good. Surely they didn’t mean to send him off all people to him, even this it was addressed to him Peter Parker name and all.

Re-reading that sentence so lost in thought, he didn’t notice the sound of footsteps landing on his rooftop

Jumping dropping his phone catching it with a web at the last second after a pair of arms suddenly rested on his shoulder kind of like a hug.

“Spideyyy!” Sighing as he now knew exactly who this was expression going flat, still pulling up his phone.

“Watcha doooingg~”

“Wade…” he said in a flat tone clearly not amused

“Just because you know my spider sense doesn’t work on you doesn’t mean you can just come up on me like that whenever you want. You’re going to give me a heart attack.” He finishes already tired from the day he’s had, and it only just started!

“Oh cmon! You’re no fun, are you getting old on me?” The vigilante in red in black responds

And even though Peter can’t see his face, he knows he’s smiling under that mask

“Also what did I tell you about calling me Wade. In the outfit its Deadpool put some respect on the name, I respect yours.” Wade Deadpool adds now standing up putting his hands on his hips

“That’s because you don’t know my other name” he says flatly falling into the all familiar back and forth bickering.

“Such a shame really..” Deadpool states

Getting up he knows Deadpool is only here because he either wants or needs something.

“Anyway I was just wondering-“

And there it is

“Hey don’t cut me off!” Deadpool suddenly shouts

“I didn’t even say anything!” He exclaims hands shooting out a infront of him

“No but you were thinking it, theres a difference” Deadpool states holding up a finger, and Peter can’t lie he kinda looks like that one nerd emoji meme.

“Ok whatever, just tell me what you want Wade” Saying the name purely out of spite. Deadpool gasps holding a hand to his chest

“How dare you! How do you not know I didn’t just want to hang out with my favorite bug?!”

“Spiders are arachnids” He jumps to reply face now back to flat

“Sensitive much?” Deadpool responds raising a brow at him leaning back a bit hand still flat on his own chest

Peter rolls his eyes laughing a little at Deadpool’s antics, and although he acts annoyed by him, he secretly thinks of them as besties.

“As I was going to say before I was rudely interrupted, I just wanted to know if you needed some help getting those lowlife ‘super hero’s’ off your back. my mercenary services cost something other than money when it comes to you~” Deadpool says grabbing his pistols holding them out by his sides.

“ okkkk no, why do you always have to make things weird, and y’know the ‘low life super hero’s’ are the Avengers right” Spidey says taking a step back

“Also you know I don’t do killing” He states

“Yea we need to fix that”

Going to respond he’s interrupted by glass braking, or well it sounded more like it was smashed. Turning his head towards the sound then looking back at Deadpool seeing as he’s also looking towards the sound.

“Race ya there?” He says stepping to the side of the building Deadpool’s eyes turn up giving off the impression that he’s smiling and goes

“Thought you never ask” Mimicking the action of wiping a tear, and shoots off hopping over the alley ways, roof top to roof top.

Laughing Spidey jumps off the building falling into a swing heading towards the sound.

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Seeing a building with smashed windows which must be it he can see that it’s the coffee shop MJ used to work at, she might still work there but Peter has no idea it’s been so long since he’s seen her, they fell off after they.. broke up, which is completely understandable,it wasn’t a pretty breakup either, tears and yelling were involved which again understandable she had every reason to be mad at him when he broke up with her.

Not liking to think about it, he cleared his head. Swinging inside the shop seeing as it was empty, he also noted that Mr.Pool wasn’t there either. Fantastic.

Stepping over broken glass he can hear voices coming from the back. Slowly making his way other there he opens a vent to crawl through. Deadpool finally deciding to make an appearance runs through the glass to him, Peter wincing at the sound.

Telling Deadpool the plan he gets on the wall crawling up and into the vent turning around and making a rope out of webbing for non wall crawling vigilante.

“Has anyone ever told you how creepy that is when you crawl everywhere” Deadpool whispers shivering as he says it

Rolling his eyes he crawls through the vent stopping when he finds an opening of the criminals that just so happens to be right above them. He sees 2 guys can’t tell if there’s more but he’s guessing there is, there always is, honestly he wonders how they get so many people. And just like all the other criminals he’s locked up the past weeks these guys are also wearing red jumpsuits. What ever happened to the good ol’ black and white stripes?

“C’mon man we don’t got all day, I bet someone has already called the cops” red jumpsuit guy #1 says into a com

“We’re going as fast as we can ok? There’s a lot of apartments up here we have to find the right one it’s gunna take a while.”

Wow that is just a terrible plan Peter thinks to himself, these guys must be new to the job.

“Can’t believe this why do we have to get stuck on look out duty..” jumpsuit guy #2 pipes up sounding rather annoyed

“ I know and couldn’t we just rob the coffee shop did we really need to hit the apartment above to?” Red jumpsuit #1 replies

Going to take it slow he quietly opens the vent to not alert them, but the plan is quickly thrown down the hatch as Deadpool jumps down and lands right on top of red jumpsuit #2

Jumping down in a hurry webbing up red jumpsuit #1 he looks back seeing Deadpool with his pistol aimed right at #2s head.

“Hey! I said no killing!” He yells in a whisper

“C‘mon just this once, I won’t tell anyone scouts honor” Deadpool whispers back pleading holding up his gun free hand like he’s taking an oath.

Not putting it up for debate we shoots a web at the tip of the pistol clogging it so no bullets can be fired.

“Fine ‘no killing’ just for you, now what do you say to Spider-Man he just saved your life.” Deadpool says looking down at red jumpsuit #2.

“T-thank you, Spider-Man..” #2 grits’s out

“It’s fine just do me a favor and tell me what floor and room number they’re looking for, or I’ll leave and then there’s no one to stop my friend over there from pulling that trigger” He states knowing fully well that he’s not letting Wade pull the trigger.

“Aww I knew you loved me” Deadpool says hand on his chest once again slightly turning side to side.

“Floor 2 room B38” red jumpsuit #2 spits out clearly unhappy

“Great! Deadpool you stay here, watch the children for me ?” He says making his way to the door

“You got it just be back home for dinner! Ok?” Deadpool pipes back

Laughing as he makes it back out to the front jumping into the wall heading to the second floor. Looking through the windows he finally finds B38 and he knows it’s them because of the very iconic clothing.

He counts about 3 of them and the apartment is completely trashed the criminals still throwing things around in a desperate haze looking for something.

Sliding open the window thankful it was unlocked, just his lucky day I guess. Crouching on the windowsill.

“Need some help?”

Watching as all 3 jump up quickly turning his way, he decides he doesn’t want to wait for the guns to be pulled, he shoots a web at the face of the guy on the left closest to him. Then two more on a wall behind the farthest guy and slinging himself at him, delivering a kick to the stomach, using the momentum he pushes off the poor dude doing a back flip and while in the air shooting a web at the floor near criminal 3 pulling himself down, delivering a punching him on the way immediately knocking him out.

!!!turn around!!!

He spins to see that the first guy has gotten the price of webbing off and is currently halfway out the window a flaming alcohol bottle in hand.

Shit

“HOPE YOU LIKE FIRE SPIDER-MAN” the guys yells throwing the bottle on the ground immediately stepping through the window closing it.

Hearing the door slam he turns and sees the second guy he kicked has gotten up and ran out as well

“Well at least I still have you” he says looking to the guy on the ground who’s still groaning from the hit to the head.

Picking him up running out of the room as it becomes engulfed in flames, he runs down the hallway pulling the fire alarm, alleging the residents in the building.

Pushing through the stairway door hopping over the rails falling down back to the very first floor he pushes through the door into the coffee shop expecting to see Deadpool but instead finding the guys tied up with ropes and a note attached to jumpsuit #2s forehead, it reads

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Sry to bail on you ;(

something urgent came up, can’t really say more Hope you understand!

super sorry by the way but I had fun let’s do this again sometime yea?

I’ll look forward to to it <333

-Deadpool

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The note also contained a childish drawing of Deadpool… writing this note? Standing next to red jumpsuit guys tied up on the ground next to him.

Picking them up as well and carrying them outside tying them upside down on a street light infront.

Looking back up at the second floor to see it covers in flames and people making it down on the fire escape and out through the coffee shop. He heads over there asking if there ok, when one girl runs up to him shouting-

“Spider-Man! Please help my dog is still up there! I cant lose him please!” She cries at him

“Of course what floor” he ask her

“The second one room B30 her name is Willow! Please save her, I beg you!”

Nodding his head he shoots up breaking a window crawling through to be met with flames on every corner, he makes it way through the apartment breaking down the door to get to the hallway.

Waving the smoke out of his eyes looking at the plates

“34..32….30!” He exclaims breaking down the door coughing as smoke slowly starts to fill his lungs he shouts.

“WILLOW , HERE GIRL”

Hearing barking in response he guessing she’s in the bedrooms making his way to the left of the apartment jumping to the crawling as the ground is covers with flames. God it’s starting to get really hard to breath he coughs.

“WILLOW!!” He shouts hearing whimpering instead of barking this time

Great

Opening a door looking through he sees her, Willow to be more specific, a golden retriever huddled in the corner, flames all over the room.

Crawling faster hopping down when he reaches her picking her up coughing as he engulfs more and more smoke, he looks for a window, dying inside when the room doesn’t have one knowing he can’t crawl on the ceiling this time.

Screw it, he thinks to himself holding Willow higher so the flames don’t reach her, he runs. Booking it out into the living room Willow now shaking in his arms whining out of pure fear. Coughing again thankful that there’s a window in here he jumps at it turning so his back breaks the glass shielding the poor golden, wincing as glass shards dig themselves into his back.

Falling, he shoots out a web catching himself, slowly lowering to the ground golden retriever in arms.

“Spider-Man! Thank you thank you!” The girl from before yells jumping off the back of an ambulance now crying tears of joy instead of desperation like before.

Setting Willow down watching her run into her owners arms, he breaks into a coughing fit, throat burning soar and hurting with every cough it now hurts to breathe but he does anyway because he so desperately needs to.

Doctors rushing over to him trying to lead him over to the ambulance with air tanks and mask that he knows the mask will have to be pulled up for.

“No- no doctors..” he manages to say holding his chest

“Spider-Man you need medical attention please, let us help you-“ they say, but he doesn’t let them finish their sentence because he’s already backing up, shooting out a web and swinging away.

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He swings coughing all the way back to his apartment covered in soot, finally reaching it he slides open the window crawling through shutting it behind him.

He yanks off the mask taking deep breaths of air wincing as his throat burns with every gasp of air he takes.

Not bothering to change out of the suit he crashed down into his bed a cloud of soot coming of him as he hits the mattress, he’ll have to clean it in the morning…

Adrenaline running off his body aches and he can’t stay awake much longer, giving into temptation he falls asleep covers in soot. mask off, suit on.

It really is just his lucky day huh.

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Waking up to his blaring alarm is never a happy sight, holding out a hazy unsteady arm he grabs the alarm blindly searching for the snooze button, still face first in his pillow and for some reason he smells soot? He clicks the button off, finally deciding to open his eyes-

3:45 PM 

Shooting up only to immediately fall back down face first on his covers after realizing just how  sore his body is. Turning around he sees he’s still in his suit, except if he weren’t Spider-Man he’d think he was a certain alien because the suit is COVERD in soot (now he knows what he was smelling) he doesn’t even want to think about what his face looks like. The days past events coming back to him in a blur.

remembering the time he gets up, going as fast as he can grabbing a change of clothes and heading into the bathroom. Closing the door he looks in the mirror to see, you guessed it! Soot. Just all over, patting his hair he watches a black cloud emerge from it. Great.. he thought. Turning in the water he dunks his head in scrubbing it all out as fast as he can making sure to get his face to. Shimmying out of the suit he grabs a towel off the rack soaking it in water and scrubbing off the soot, then using it to dry out his hair.

Pulling on his clothes, running out of the bathroom no time to waste. Wondering how he’ll get there fast enough he can’t be late he just got the promotion and being late on the first day is not a good look especially when your working under  the Dr.Bruce Banner. Realizing he can’t swing because 1. He just took the suit off no time to put it back on, and 2. It’s covers in soot he sulks knowing he’s just going to have to book it there.

Grabbing his bag and keys he swings out the door locking it and running down his buildings hallway. Frantically pressing the elevator button.

Rushing in immediately as it opens, pressing the lobby listing to the stupid elevator music. Honestly his building is so shit how does it manage to have elevator music but can’t have hot water, now on a good day he’d love the music but today is very much not a good day.

Hearing the ding feeling as though it’s taking forever for the doors to open he slips through the second he gets the chance. Pushing open the cracked glass doors of his building. He runs through the crowded sidewalks of New York going through markets, alleys, really any short cut he can get, making it to the train station he swipes his card going through and squeezing onto the train car.

basically stressing the whole way he feels sorry for the metal pole he’s holding but it’s kinda his only support right now even if dents are starting to form he’s holding it so hard. How hard was he out for? That alarm goes off at 2:30, yet he slept till basically 4 and now he’s going to be  late on his first day (but not really?) all he know is that this is definitely not a good impression to the other doctors and scientists with actual jobs at ST Industry’s. Honestly he’s half expecting to just be some errand-running coffee boy, who knows if they’d actually let him touch something up there. He doesn't even want himself touching anything, if it’s up there, it probably cost more than his life.

hearing his stop be called his pushes past the crowd of people busying around him since when was it so busy at 3..58?! Picking the pace back up basically sprinting up the stairs of the subway and down the streets of New York. Turning the last corner he sees ST Industry’s in all its glory, running across as the light flickers to green meaning he can go, making it to the doors and pushing them open. He checks the time seeing it’s now 4:06 he starts to relax with the knowledge of knowing he’s only a few minutes late which to him is way better than the past times ( don’t even ask, cuz he won’t answer).

he walks up to the front desk wiping the sweat off his forehead. The desk lady looks up at him and he can already tell she’s kinda annoyed clearly not wanting to deal with some ‘teenager’

”how can I help you?” She says putting in the most fake smile ever

”I’m just here to pick up my new badge” he replies 

“Name” Desk lady says in a rather demanding tone looking at Peter as if he stupid and should’ve know to say his name so she wouldn’t have to ask.

”Peter Parker” 

slightly tapping his fingers on the counter, rocking on his heals listening to her tap away on her computer. After a minute or two she stops typing presses a few more buttons then the sound of a machine next to her starts going off, it reminds Peter of all the printers at the Daily Bugle. Peter watched as she grabbed the card out of the try the printer dropped it in turning it over and her entire face freeze, apon seeing the card she must’ve realized where (more like who) in the building he was working because when she turned back to him her smile no longer seemed so annoyed and instead happy but all the more forced, like she thought he had the power to fire her just for looking at him.

taking the card as she handed it to him looking at how the card was no longer plain old white and black sporting his sad low intern level, but it was now a light and dark green with white (he’s guessing it has something to do with the hulk being green an all) and saying his newly added very much higher intern level with a bit of shine to it.

walking to the gate moving to swipe his card, watching as it lights up opening the gates allowing him through. 

“Hello Peter!” Fridays voice came from the ceiling above causing him to look up

”I’ve been told to lead you to your new workplace with Dr.Bruce Banner, is that correct?” The AI says happy to be there

Peter wincing at the words she just said seeing as some people have stoped just at the mention of his name, heads turning slightly at him.

”Ah yes- they said that in the email” he managed to speak out

“Please head into the elevator to your left”

Turing left and walking into the elevator as Friday opens the doors for him, not needing to press the button to his new floor because it atomically starts moving and he’s guessing this is also Fridays doing.

Watching as the floor numbers get higher and higher. The elevator doors open on floor 85, stepping out he waits for Fridays instructions.

”Please turn down the hallway on you right” She pipes up

Following Her directions checking the time seeing it’s now 4:13 speeding up the pace a little. Friday sensing his panic gives him the next set of instructions 

“Turn to the doors on your left please”

and Peter does seeing a short hallway with what looks like 2 sliding doors. Walking forward the white doors slide open showing him to a lab way bigger than his previous one different doctors and scientists scurrying from place to place, floating screens all around, Windows covering the wall in front of the lab showing a beautiful view of the city he’d never thought he’d see as Peter Parker, loads of desks that are surprisingly neat vials of chemicals and worksheets sitting on top of them, not to mention the small med bay area in the right corner, in the middle of the room is an elevated area with a glass tube in the middle with what looks like a mini arc reactor which makes sense with this being Dr.Bruce Banners lab it probably would need another electricity source the area also has metal bards around it so that no one falls off.

busy taking it all in he dosent notice the doors opening again and a guy around his age come scurrying in with a tray of coffee.

SMASH

Turning around expecting to see a furious doctor or scientist, he is met with another Teen that looks around his age.

“Omg I’m so so sooo sorry that’s like totally my fault I wasn’t looking where I was going” the guy says holding the tray of coffee with on hand reaching out his other for a hand shake

“Oh don’t worry about it..” he trails off not knowing this dude name accepting the hand shake

“Oh I’m Ned”

“Peter”

Moving out of the hand shake he sees Ned’s eyes travel to his badge which is now pinned on his shirt

“you work up here?” Ned says wonder filled in his eyes but then suddenly replaced with worry “oh- I didn’t mean it like that you could totally work up here! it’s just you look so young like my age young and I’m 17” Ned says frantically moving his one free hand, and he’s a little worried Ned’s going to drop the tray of Coffee

“Yea I am actually- your age. I just got a promotion.” Peter says not wanting to go anymore into the details with it being confidential and all.

“That’s so cool! I’m just some coffee running intern, not even aloud to touch a computer” Ned says pouting a little at the last part both hands now back on the tray. “So you work with the Dr. Bruce Banner? Because he’s just like soo cool I think I would die if I got to meet him, I was kinda freakin out when I was told this coffee order goes here”

Well I wouldn’t say I work with him or for him either he’s supposed to just watch over me I guess? Kinda like a mentor but I don’t know” Peter finishes a little awkwardly because he really doesn’t know he’s never had a position this high before, what was he even supposed to do?

“Well either way it’s still pretty cool” Ned says shrugging his shoulders “well anyway I’ll have to see you later coffees to deliver but we should totally hang out sometime I don’t really know anyone else in this building, and my Lola’s always poking me about work friends” Ned replies moving out of the way

“Yea definitely catch you later!” Peter pipes up watching Ned leave and move to other parts of the lab giving workers their coffees. Not really knowing what to do he kinda just stands there but moving out from infront of the doorway as to avoid another ‘interaction’. Getting lost in thought he looks up seeing a doctor or scientist (He really can’t tell mabey it’s the white coats very similar) walking towards him with a clip board in hand

“Peter Parker?” They say adjusting the glasses on their face looking at him

“Oh- uh yes that’s me” he finishes

“Great follow me please I’ll show you around” they tell him

Nodding along following them as they turn around and start to walk forward towards the mini are reactor not going to step up on the platform.

“Ok as I’m sure you can already tell just what this is speaking that your now working on a level as high as this, but I’m required to tell you anyway. it’s an arc reactor don’t touch it, it cost more than both you and me combined, so unless you have permission from Dr. Banner don’t even step on the elevated ground around it.” The finish point their pen at him, tone stern in their voice telling Peter that this was a very serious matter, they start moving away and heading somewhere else writing something on their board probably checking off the tour requirements.

They next bring him over to the corner of the room to the med bay he say waitlist when he walked in amazed by what he saw. “Ok this area right here is very important, it’s this labs med bay, when you get hurt and I mean so much as a small paper cut you come here, disinfect and bandage. We don’t need you getting poisoned because a chemical got on a measly cut, happened once and we can’t afford a second the first law suit was- to much, got it?” Peter nods not wanting to speak “ ok great, keep following me.” And Peter does.

This time they walk to the other corner opposite of the room towards an empty desk with a pen holder on it holing only a few pens one green, red, blue, black, and one single pencils with an green eraser top (really green again?). “ as I’m sure you can tell what this is to, it’s your new desk, here you will work on projects you are given and your own ideas all right here, the only time your not here is if you are at the bathroom ‘duh’ and if your needed elsewhere other than that it has everything you should need in the drawers, except chemicals for obvious reasons.. that’s in another station, I’ll take you there next” Peter follows them leaving his ‘desk’ from the sad corner of the room behind.

Walking through sliding glass doors watching them close seeing more on the other side, he waits for the tour guide to continue going but they don’t they just stand there in the middle of the room, he turns around seeing nothing but the doors he came through when he hears a slight hissing sound ( spider sense ) suddenly mist is sprayed all through the room engulfing him and the tour guide, he quickly puts the pieces together that this is a decontamination section silently beating himself on the head for not getting it sooner, he’s supposed to be smart here! The doors on the other slide open as the mist goes away allowing him to walk through still following the tour guid. After walking through he’s sees on of two things, 1. Possibly to coolest thing he thinks he’s ever seen, and 2. Dr.Bruce Banner or should he just call him Dr Banner? Whatever, he’s just so excited right now practically vibrating I mean he knew he’d see him sooner or later but he thought it would be wayyy later like 2 or more months later- coming back to reality he sees Mr. Tour guide looking at home with a slightly annoyed expression on his face which Peter completely understands dudes probably watched many people react this way to seeing Mr.Banner, who’s basically just his boss to the guy, for him it’s an everyday sight. “Ok well you’ll go there later but this is you guessed it, the Lab part of ‘the lab” they say that last bit making quotation marks with their hands and if Peter weren’t supposed to be acting serous he would’ve laughed at that a little, “ok so here is where you will do anything chemical related, the policies of the room are strictly not to be broken more than any other, 1. No chemicals leave this room, 2. No loose, dangly, or skin showing clothing/ jewelry, 3. Always where safety goggles and gloves when dealing with chemicals, masks to depending on what your doing, and 4. Know fully well where your safety stations are and how to use them, speaking in that note if you look to your left you will see a shower head that you’ve probably seen in you classic high school chem or bio classroom, this is only pulled when you spill chemicals on your skin make sure to get it all off, next if you look at the sinks scatter through the rock you will see an eyewash station on every one, this is used when chemicals get in your eyes, all you do is pull this lever turning the water on, open your eyes and rinse them out.”

Seeing Peter understands these rules the look more relaxed

“Ok well that’s the end of the tour, thank god. When your ready head over to Dr.Banner over there he will tell you just what exactly you’ll be doing up here ok?”

They ask Peter. He nods in response and the tour guide seems pleased with that answer because they straighten their back a bit land even show a tinsy bit of a smile that isn’t forced.

Watching them walk off Peter kinda wishes they introduced him to Mr.Banner because he looks very busy and Peter doesn’t really want or know how to approach one of the worlds greatest scientists/doctors who just so happens to be an Avenger .

Sucking it up Peter walks towards Dr.Banner and taps him on the shoulder, watching Banner jump and turn around letting out a startled gasp hand on his chest like he’s about to pass out.

“Ohhh my- you scared me haha-“ Mr.Banner says a little awkwardly and Peter can tell right away that he’s a little socially awkward. Isn’t that so cool! They already have something in common!

“Oh- sorry I’m Peter by the way, I’m new here?” He says that last bit more like a question because while he is new to this floor he’s not entirely new to the building, or well at least the first 5 floors where his RND lab was located.

“Ah! Peter! Your last names Parker right? Gotta make sure you the right one” Banner says and now that he’s fully turned around he can see that his ID card is a different color than his, instead of the light and dark green with white Mr.Banners card is a metallic light blue it even has a custom name on it! Sad that’s it’s ‘Brucie Bear’ tho. While he on the outside is all professional and serious, on the inside he’s absolutely dying at this I mean the Hulk s nickname is Brucie Bear thats not something you see everyday, wonder what the story behind that is. Mr.Stark had to have chose that name because there’s no way Bruce Banner would.

“Yes- my last name is Parker, I was told you would be telling what exactly I’m supposed to do up here?” He says trying so hard not to act like a fan boy in front of his new boss (he’s still having trouble believing this is all real)

“Right right, ok. Umm so you are going to be helping me, specifically, most of the time, kind of like an assistant. Well mostly work on medical care, most things Avengers related- oh Avengers right! I almost forgot! You’ve also been assigned personally to work on Bucky’s arm, of course I’ll help you, but that right now is your main course. We actually will be attaching his new arm that I heard you built, sometime next week.” He says that last part in a hush clearly also have been asked to keep it on the down low

“The work you have right now is currently on your desk waiting, and I think that’s all you need to know! Any questions-?” Dr.Banner finishes

“No thank you Mr. Banner sir” Peter replies turning back to walk off. “What- no just call me Bruce!” He hears Dr.Banner yell in the distance. Yea he’s totally not doing that, he thinks as he walks back into the decontamination room watching as the mist engulfs him once again getting rid of any bacteria he might have on him.

Heading to his desk he sees just what Banner was talking about as the Packets are on his desk, looking at the front he can see yet again the winter soldiers arm (ironic isn’t it) but this time it’s more like directions telling him how to attach it to someone and he really should’ve expected this I mean Dr.Banner said he was working on it, which undeniably is a little bit unbelievable, all he did was make a measly arm! He had no idea it was for the winter soldier! He sits down flipping through the packet getting started

He spends the rest of his hours there at his desk studying the packets contents till it was time to head home, which for him would usually end with patrol but he was emotionally exhausted enough already and he really needed an actual nights sleep instead of a 3 hour nap, he had college classes to attend to in the morning, and everyone knows he can’t afford to be late anymore the “I woke up late!” , “my alarm didn’t go off!” , and “ loads of traffic you know how it is” excuses are getting old.

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A week had gone by since he first started working at the building, in that time he’d done all the work he was handed, went to all his college classes late to every one, what can he say really? Crime in New York never sleeps and clearly neither does he, as he’s pretty sure he hasn’t seen his bed in longer than a week and he’s pretty sure it’s starting to show as some of the scientists are starting to question him on what his sleep schedule is.

Oh well he can’t be bothered by that right now. He’s currently patrolling queens swinging around and down the streets, ears and eyes on high alert just to catch the faintest sound or sight of a commotion. So far he’s stopped 4 muggings 2 robberies and 1 protest that got a bit to carried away and thought violence! was the best answer.

Swinging down the busy streets of New York wishing he could at least get a dime from doing the things he does. Finding yet again now crime surprisingly, he starts to backtrack on the previous events and by that he means the Avengers chasing him.

They only chased him once and out of all the patrolling he’s been doing he’s surprised they haven’t come back for more. He can’t remember what it was exactly they wanted him for, he’s not even sure they told him. But what he does know is that it was definitely not good for him. They probably wanted his ‘identity’ that’s what they all want, can’t they just want him for something else? I mean it’s always that. most of the time at least. Just ask JJJ.

!!!WATCH OUT!!!

Quickly he pulls himself at a building with a web, he sticks onto the side of the building as he comes in contact with it.

Speak of the devil.. he thought as he turns his head to look at the man dawning red and gold armor.

“Y’know I was just thinking about you, where’s the rest of the gang?” He speaks one eye of his mask widening making it look like he’s raising his eyebrow

“Just me today Web Head” Iron man replies

“Wow, ‘web head’ I though we were friends”he says putting a hand over his chest, “and don’t lie to me Stark I can clearly see Mr. Red White And Blue on the building over there.” He finished pointing to an empty building behind the man

He waited and watched as Iron man turned around, then shot out a web and shot off the second he was out of his line of site

“Wha- Hey!” He heard iron man shouted, startled at the paste this encounter is going by.

“C’mon kid I got a job to do, Fury’s starting to get mad.” Mr.Stark pipes behind Peter catching up quicker than he’d like

“First off, no. Second off, I’m not a kid!” He yells back at him a little insulted even though he is technically still a kid at the ripe age of 17.

“Yea u seriously doubt that” Tony replies in a sarcastic tone clearly not believing him

Swinging through buildings taking harsh turns on random corners, he stays alert listening for any of the over members. Just because Stark says it’s him and only him doesn’t mean it actually is.

Not hearing the sound of the repulsers anymore his looks back while he swings seeing he’s not being followed anymore-

!!!LOOK!!!

Immediately whipping his head back to look in-front of him he sees that he was not in fact not being followed anymore but that man of iron just took a short cut as he’s now coming at Peter full speed infront of him. Getting ready to shoot out a web to move out of the way and doge a hard headed iron man, he dosent get the chance to do so because Stark shoots a Net instead of the Ball of energy he was expecting. Caught off guard watching the net expand and hit him, it embraces him as he goes tumbling down to the ground of a rooftop he was swinging near.

Hitting the rough black top of the roof he slides down the ground his shoulder getting hurt on the way. Grunting as he rips the net off him, getting to his feet. He looks at the ground seeing shards of glass all over noticing he crashed into a box of beer bottles. He looks at his shoulder seeing a chunk of glass lodged into it.

“Whoaa there buddy that doesn’t look to good”

Looking up in a flash seeing iron man has made his way over here, he grips the glass shard

“Wait don’t-“

And rips it out of his shoulder, and yes he knows he’s not supposed to remove it as it’s the only thing stopping him from loosing blood, but at this moment he doesn’t really care, he can’t have the pice of glass in his shoulder while he swings it might break making the clean up harder.

“Listen kid.. you need medical attention ok? So why don’t you just come back to the tower with me and we’ll get you patched up.” Iron man says keeping his distance “free of charge of course”

Laughing at that a little bit Peter knows he shouldn’t and he knows he’s won’t. His blood in the wrong hands could do a lot of bad things. That and he just doesn’t like doctors period, all the ones he’s seen (or fought really) as Spider-Man want to experiment on him, poke and prod to find out why and how he got these powers, how they can get them for themselves.

He backs away takings steps towards the edge, still holding the price of glass, eyes of his mask squinting at the guy in the flying suit

Iron man lunges at him, and he lunges off the side of the building turning mid fall to throw the piece of glass at iron man’s head. He watches as it hits him, shattering but doing nothing to shake him off his tail.

“Suit of metal kid, glass isn’t going to do anything, nice shot tho”

What is this a tryout? He thinks to himself as he swings sway

“For the last time I’m not a kid!” He yells back at him turning a hard right into and alleyway, he hears iron man coming to a stop as Peter grapples to the opposite side of a building hoping he doesn’t come this way, the blood starting to ooze out from his shoulder and he can see the switch of reds on his suit.

He’s stone cold still as he listens to iron man continuing to fly down the street he was previously on. He turns around back to the brick wall of the building he’s suited on and breathes out a sigh, eyes of his mask closing. He waits on the back of that building for what feels like an hour just to make sure it’s safe before he swings out and heads home, he has work today.

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Peter walks into the building, scanning his ID Card and walking to the elevator as Friday automatically starts it, bringing him up to his floor. He’s not exactly happy to be here as he should be, not today specifically. His should still hasn’t healed from the price of glass. He doesn’t know why but his healing has been slow lately, maybe it’s because for the last couple of years he hasn’t been eating proper food portions ment for a Spider themed vigilante that carries to many powers to account for. He still tries to eat the bare minimum even though he got that paycheck, he doesn’t want to spend it all in one place or one year, he’s trying to make the most of it ok? Maybe and just maybe he’ll start going to Mr. Delmar’s  for a sandwich after work now.

He hops out of the elevator, pulling out his earbuds and getting out his card again to scan the door into his new lab.

He takes a lab coat off the wall putting it on as he walks to his desk needing to finish work from last week.

“Peter! There you are”

Peter looks up seeing Dr.Banner walking towards him. It’s a common sight to him now, to see Bruce banner. Now knows why that tour guide had made those faces when he was freaking out about seeing him.

“ I need some help with a project Tony asked me to do and I don’t really know how to do this one part” Doctor Banner says fixing his glasses “seeing as you made Bucky’s new arm I just kinda thought you would be the only one to understand this kind of stuff” Banner says waving his hand telling Peter to follow him as he turns around and begins walking.

Following him he wonders what this could be about, could it be another Avenger level thing? Widow bites maybe, or what if it was a new design for Caps shield! Oh how he would die to get a chance to make that.

He comes to a haunt as Banner stops in-front of more glass doors but instead of being clear like the rest they are fogged so you can’t see what’s inside just if someone’s inside, even then you can’t really tell who it would be. Banner pulls out a card and swipes it on a key pad and Peters led through yet more glass doors. Walking in he sees more tables and counters with chemical vials, freezers with Cell Dishes holding different types of bacteria, tables around the room with papers spread all over them.

Following Banner to a table with holographic screens in-front of it and papers with mathematical and numerical equations scribbled all over them. He look at the screen seeing neither of the things he thought, instead he finds a 3D model of Redwing the Falcons little bird robot. Peter honestly loves the idea that the Falcon has a mini falcon , maybe he should do that, the press would go crazy. He’s also been thinking about making his own AI it would be so helpful, he’s seen Tony use Jarvis and Friday, giving out commands and watching as they talk to him telling him answers and solutions, giving him directions to places and all the info to anything he asks, maybe he could even introduce his own AI to Friday! But that’s a project for another time.

“Ok so we are working on a new design for Redwing it was supposed to be done months ago but they game it to me and robotics isn’t my strong suite I’m more of a biology kinda guy,” Banner says arranging some of the paper on the desk “ the goal is for it to be faster small and have a scanner built into it, they also want a new chemical gas bomb for him to drop but I’ve got that part covers so you don’t have to worry about that.” Banner says as he picks up the last of the papers

Peter nods along swiping on the holographic screen seeing models of Redwing and the backpack he’s stored inside of.

“I’ll be over there if you need anything” Peter looks back to banner seeing him walk off to one of the counters that’s covered with chemical vials.

sitting down Peter expands the image of the hologram watching at the model of Redwing comes apart allowing him to see every part and pice inside and outside of Redwing.

Peter puts his ear buds back in pressing play. He dives into the project fiddling with the hologram, asking Friday to make adjustments to things he needs, waving his hands around.

He doesn’t count how many hours pass by to lost in work as he finished the hologram design and moves to physically building it, nodding his head and tapping his foot to music as he works, he never noticed the pair of eyes on him or the photo that’s taken as he works, fiddling with the screw driver

Peter leans back in his chair stretching out his fingers and sighing admiring the work he done as he listens to the add the so rudely interrupted him. He’s about to dive back into  his work when something or more like someone catches his eye.

Tony Stark

Peter freezes for a minute watching as Dr.Banner talks to him, he glances down at his phone noticing its way past the time he should be here and that he should’ve left hours ago. He puts the tools back in the drawers, tidying up the small mess he had made in the time he was here.

He gets up not knowing what he should do with the unfinished model of Redwing but decides to just leave it there. Not wanting to leave unannounced he walked over to Dr.Banner tapping him on the shoulder interrupting him from the conversation he was having with Mr.Stark

He watches as Dr.Banner turns around and says something, Peter sees his lips move but doesn’t hear the words that come out. Freezing Peter mentally hits himself of his head as he forgot to take out his earbuds, music starting to play after the ridiculous number of adds. Fiddling as he pull them out feeling a slight heat rush onto his face.

“Sorry” he says sheepishly smiling at him shoving the earbuds back into his pocket

“Need anything Peter?” Dr.Banner looks at him with a questioning look

“Yea uhh- sorry to interrupt, it’s just I’m going to head out-“ Peter says holding up his phone revealing the horrendous time on his phone showing the fact he should’ve left hours ago.

“Oh yes! I’m so sorry I was going to tell you, but you just looked so into your work I didn’t want to interrupt,” Banner says “ you looked like a mini Stark when he loses track of time in his lab all day according to pepper” The guys says, Peter notices Mr.Stark looking at him feeling uncomfortable not liking the attention.

“Ok well I’m just gunna go-, Mr.Stark” he nods his head to Tony at the last part turning to walk off

“Hold up”

Peter freezes cursing in his head as he turns around looking at Mr.Stark

“You know your shoulders bleeding right?”

Peter looks down a little to fast and sees the red liquid starting to ooze through his white lab coat.

Shit

“ Oh umm I must’ve just nagged it on something-“ he says nervously looking up “it’s fine really” he waves his hand at them as if it would make them not care

“No Peter you should get that looked at cmon we’ve got a hospital wing in the lab y’know, it’s no problem really stuff like this happens all the time” Bruce Banner says walking towards him. And Peter takes a step back noticing how Mr.Stark is now squinting his eyes at him clearly analyzing him.

“No no it’s fineee, really guys I can just patch it up when I get home no need to make it a big deal-“ Peter says as he backs up holding his hands out in-front of him as the door behind him opens

“I should really get going anyway” he says pointing behind him as he turns around and walks through the door

“Peter wait-“ he hears Dr.Banner say but is cutting as the doors close

Well that could’ve gone better he heaves out a breath, speed walking to his desk and grabbing his bag. Hopefully Mr.Stark dosent connect the dots that he chased Spider-Man earlier that day and Spider-Man  also happened to get a injury on his shoulder, that just so happens to be the very shoulder Peter is now bleeding out of.

Not wanting to think about it he basically runs out of the building heading home.

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Tony pov:

Tony lands back onto the landing pad outside his lab as the suit is taken off as he walks into the building (like that one scene from The Avengers movie) sighing as he just failed to catch Spider-Man again especially right after the kid got a chuck of glass lodged into his shoulder and Tony had offers to get it checked up for him.

He stretches his shoulder as he comebacks to his messy lab sitting down at his desk relaxing, Fury’s going to give him a field day for this.

He needed to get to work after all he had to make Natasha a new batch of widow bites, she said she was getting low from all the mission Fury was having her and Clint do. Asking Friday to turn on his #1 playlist he dived into his work for the next couple of hours, finding comfort building things.

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After working for who knows how long he hears the doors to his lab open and Friday pauses his music. Frowning a bit he spins around seeing Pepper walk towards him looking happier than she usually does.

“Tony I was just at Bruces lab and I saw the strangest thing ever” Pepper says scrolling on her phone with her free hand as her other carries a couple of papers.

Tony watches as she brings the screen down to his face turning it around to reveal a picture of the kid who’s ’intern job’ he’d upgraded a couple weeks ago, the kid was leaned over his desk screw driver in hand and looking like he was in his own little world. Confused as to what he supposed to see here that’s strange he looks a Pepper raising an eyebrow

“What” she says catching his look

“Well what strange he’s just working” he states

“Ugh cmon the kid looks just like you do when you work like a reflection of a mini Stark so consumed in his work”

“What that’s ridiculous no one could copy my work ethics” he says smiling a little bit

“Friday” Pepper  says looking at him unamused

He watches as Friday brings up footage of him working on the widow bite just a couple of minutes ago and he can’t deny it they do look similar.

He sighs looking up at Pepper as she smiles knowing she’s right,

“Wait what were you doing at Bruce’s lab anyway?” He asks again looking at her with a questioning look

“I just had to check on Redwing, Sam won’t stop asking about it, said you stopped responding to his request on it.” Pepper looks at him eyes squinting at him annoyed

“Cmon he was asking me basically every day”

“Yea well now he asks me basically every day. You know I have a company to run, a company you left me” she states

“Ok ok tell you what, I’ll take care of it, I’ll head down there again today see how it’s coming and mail him an email telling him the progress and to stop bothering you, sound ok?”He replies not wanting Pepper to get mad, he’ll never admit it but she’s kinda scary when she is. That and he hates fighting with her, even though he’s one of the smartest guys alive he still loses to her every time.

He watches Pepper deflates a little, calming down

“Thank you” she tells him leaning down and kissing him on the cheek “I’ll see you later”

He smiles at her as she leaves silently celebrating avoiding an angry Pepper

He sighs getting up, brushing out his hair and putting on some clean clothes before heading down to Bruce’s lab.

When he gets there he walks through the foggy lab doors into Bruce’s private section to see the kid pepper had shown him still working. It was way past the time the kid was supposed to be here he should’ve left hours ago. Ignoring that he heads over to Bruce.

“Letting kids do you work now huh Bruce” he says watching as Bruce jumps turning around with a hand on his chest like he just scarred the living out of him.

“No Tony I just don’t specialize in engineering ok” Bruce looks at him with a flat look on his face

“What not happy to see me?” He crosses his arms “don’t worry I’m not here to give you another engineering project, just can to see how everything was going with Redwing”

“It’s going good almost done with the new gas bombs Sam wanted, I think Peters almost done with building the actual Redwing”

“Cool cool..” he says not really knowing what to say next

“The funniest thing happened a while ago Pepper actually came down here-“ and before Bruce could finish his sentence (even though Tony had a feeling what it was about)

Peter, the ever so ‘mini Stark’ as Pepper calls him had tapped Bruce on the shoulder. Tony watches as Bruce asks him twice if he needs anything because the kid had his earbuds in and he watched as he basically yanked them off.

He watched as he held his phone showing the time talking about leaving and turning to leave when Tony saw it.

A liquid red as blood, dying the white lab coat the kid wore right on his shoulder. Right where Spider-Man got impaled by a shard of glass earlier that day.

“Hold up”

He watched as Peter froze at the words turning around forced smile on his face

“You know your shoulders bleeding right?” He says raising an eyebrow watching as the kid looks down and immediately  start stressing like he’s hiding something

“ Oh umm I must’ve just nagged it on something-“ Peter says nervously looking up “it’s fine really” he waves his hand at them as if it would make him look less suspicious

“No Peter you should get that looked at cmon we’ve got a hospital wing in the lab y’know, it’s no problem really stuff like this happens all the time” Bruce says walking towards him. And Peter takes a step back, Tony squints his eyes, this kid is clearly hiding something, and it can’t just be a coincidence that him and Spider-Man have the same injury- but this is a kid he’s looking at like an actual kid , now yes he’s always calling Spider-Man kid but he feels like he’s just in his 20s, like he’s on the young side. I mean Spider-Man couldn’t be an actual kid, a kid that works for him .

“No no it’s fineee, really guys I can just patch it up when I get home no need to make it a big deal-“ Peter says as he backs up holding his hands out in-front of him as the door behind him opens

“I should really get going anyway” he says pointing behind him as he turns around and walks through the door

“Peter wait” Bruce says but it’s to late as the doors have already closed

“That was.. weird” Tony speaks breaking the silence

“Yea I get the feeling he just doesn’t like Doctors” Bruce straightens his back a little bit

“He doesn’t like doctors but works in a lab full of them ” he states crossing his arms and raising a questioning eyebrow at Bruce

“ Tony no ” Bruce points his finger at him

“What I didn’t even say anything” he says holding up his hands like he’d just been caught

“No, but I know what you’re thinking” Bruce lowers his arms “you are not going to look him up. His personal life and what he does out of this building is non of our business”

Well too late for that, Tony thinks. He looked the kid up the second he saw him build that arm.

“Ok ok I won’t, I wasn’t even going to.” He moves towards the door of the room

“Really, because I feel like you’re leaving so you can go do that right now.” Bruce states turning to face him deadpan look on his face

“Am I?” Tony pipes up stepping backwards through the foggy lab doors, still looking at Bruce as the doors close, cutting off his warning glare at Tony

What did it matter to Bruce if he kept a closer eye on this Peter Parker

Chapter Text

He hates doctors. He always has since the accident, or accidents. They couldn’t save Ben, they couldn’t save May. They try to pick him apart, try to fight him just for a sample of his measly blood because for some reason his is the only one the ‘mutation’ worked with. But they don’t know that. They know Spider-Mans blood worked but not Peter Parker’s, and he intends to keep it that way.

Doctors he thinks again the word repeating in his head. At this point they’re really just mad scientists.

He lets the final chemical drip into the vial 

!!!RRIINNGG!!!

he stands up fully stretching his back ridding himself of the pain, removing his cheap lab coat and goggles putting them back into they case he’d grabbed them from. He hangs his coat on the wall as he puts his back pack back on and walks out of the door to the science building at MIT.

He’s glad he finally got a whole class in this time, usually he misses at least half of the lecture and has to take a picture of his lab parters notes who most definitely hates him. I mean if Peter was in his position he would hate him to, in his eyes Peter’s just some lazy classmate that doesn’t care about his future but somehow has an internship at ST Industry’s, who’s left him to do almost everything of every project assigned, no help, no extra pair of hands that’ll do parts he’s to lazy to do himself.

He sighs to himself as he walks along the hallways of MIT bumping into a few other students on the way muttering half witted apologies.

He’s just glad the days over. Maybe he could stop by that coffee shop MJ used to work at before he went on patrol, he could use the extra fuel, his healing ability has been running a little slow lately and he definitely doesn’t need another ‘bleeding through your lab coat’ incident like he did in-front of Mr. Stark.

Making up his mind he heads off in the direction of the coffee shop, grabbing his wallet out to see if he even has cash on him.

“Peter! Hey wait up!”

Startled he fumbles with his wallet watching some of the few coins he had in there tumble to the ground making it embarrassingly know to everyone in the hall that he’d dropped something as they clinked on to the floor.

He bends down picking them up, hearing the shuffling footsteps of whoever called his name approaching.

“Hey man, sorry didn’t mean to make you drop your change I was just surprised to see you”

Peter stands having picked up all his coins and looks up to see Ned, the poor intern stuck running coffee errands he’d met his first day at the lab.

“Oh hey dude what up?” He replies after a bit realizing he had been staring to long without saying anything

“Oh y’know same old coffee orders.. but hey! I didn’t know you went to MIT! How come you never said anything?” Ned said all a little to fast for Peter to Process

“Well I don’t usually like to brag about it, not a very big fan of spotlight. But to be fair if I knew you came here to I would have.” He puts his wallet back into his pocket

“Oh c’mon, I’ve been a nerd my whole life don’t you ever just want to bathe in spotlight once in your life, just to see how it feels?” Ned says pondering look in his eyes

And to Peter, “nope” he pipes back. If the spotlight ever shown on Peter Parker it wouldn’t be good. Because the only reason it would grace him with its blinding lights is if he’s being chased by the cops helicopters as Spider-Man, or if Peter Parker’s been outed as Spider-Man. So no Peter does not want the spotlight on him

“Any way, im guessing you don’t have work today since they don’t let inters work Mondays- unless you have a side gig I don’t know about.. that we should go somewhere! Just to chill and hang out!” Ned pipes enthusiastically his hands resting on the straps of his red back pack

And how bad could it be? Sure Peter doesn’t make or have friends for a reason but this isn’t really a friendship hangout, it’s more of a-  meeting your coworker for coffee hangout. Plus he was already going somewhere.

“I have just the perfect place”

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Opening the doors to the all to familiar coffee shop he ask Ned what he wants and tells him to go grab a seat.

Waiting a couple minutes for their drinks getting a red white and blue sprinkled donut on the way, he heads over to the booth Ned managed to snag in the corner of the coffee shop setting down their drinks.

“Nice to finally not be the one carrying drinks to people, last time I had to make 3 trips!” Ned exclaims as Peter sits down opposite of him

“So how did you get into that ‘job’” making quotation marks with his fingers

“I feel like I should ask you that question, but well I was supposed to do stuff on coding and engineering but my boss saw it better that I make coffee runs instead because we “already have enough coders” Ned rolls his eyes

“That sucks, I would tell you how I got where I am but it’s strictly confidential.” Peter takes a sip of his coffee

“I figured, but still what’s it like working for Bruce Banner? The Hulk! Oh has he ever ‘hulked out’ god how I would kill to see that in person!” Excitement fills Ned’s eyes and Peter almost feels bad because he hasn’t seen Dr.Banner ‘hulk out’ in person.

“He's pretty chill, definitely socially awkward tho. And no I haven’t seen him hulk out in person I think the lab is his happy place so I doubt I ever will unless another alien invasion happens when I just so happen to be working.” Peter finishes picking up his donut and taking a bite

“Oh well at least you get to be in the same room as him, which is still totally awsome by the way. You think you could grab me his autograph?” Ned pipes

“Sure I’ll ask next time I see him if he’s not talking to some other scientist”

“Cool cool.. so what is it you do exactly?”

“Oh I just..” Peter pauses not really knowing what to say, I mean he can’t just tell him he’s working on the Falcons Redwing can he? “It’s a bunch of paperwork really I’m not old enough to do much after all I’m still considered an intern” Peter settles

“Yea an intern managed under the Hulk” Ned pipes

“An intern with an upgrade”Peter smirks back finishing the last of his donut.

Glancing down at the time he realizes he should probably go if he wants to get in some patrol time before he heads back home for his weekly sleep but just at he’s about to excuse himself Ned gasps looking down at his phone

“Omg I’m soo sorry but I’m totally gunna have to bail- you see my Nana’s birthday is tomorrow and I don’t have a gift for her yet.”Ned talks as he sloppily puts his backpack on ”God it’ll be soo embarrassing if I, her Grandson, doesn't have a gift for her” Ned says practically running out the doors

“I’ll text you later!!” Ned shouts at him before leaving

“Ok!” Peter yells back knowing fully well that Ned doesn’t have his number, but oh well, what can he do? Guy seems like he has a very important gift to buy, he thinks as he gathers his things and leaves.

He doesn’t walk home like any normal person would but instead ducks into his nearest deserted alleyway and dawns the mask and identity of the New Yorks one and only Spider-Man leaving Peter Parker for another time.

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After swinging around and stopping over 10 crimes total wich is pretty good but also pretty bad considering it was just the middle of the day a couple of hours ago.

He now finds himself sitting in the ledge of a building outside of Hell’s Kitchen as he’s heard it’s called. He hopes he’s see his fellow red vigilante it’s been awhile and he has a question to ask him.

Knowing he won’t be seen by said vigilante he waits on a rooftop in a more quiet area making his breathing louder so he can tell it’s him.

Swaying his legs back and forth he hears footsteps land in his rooftop but his spider sense doesn’t go off, speak of the devil (see what I did there) he thinks as he turns around and sees Daredevil.

Even though Peter has heightened hearing ability’s he wouldn’t ever compare it to as cool as DD’s over here. Because not only does his hearing beat Peter’s genetically mutated hearing by tenfolds, but he’s also incredibly quiet and Peter knows that hearing his footsteps land on the rooftop was just him letting Peter know he’s arrived because in full honesty he could’ve landed silently and scared the spiders out of him since his sixth sense doesn’t work on people he trusts or knows for a fact wouldn’t hurt him. And even if DD wanted to fight Peter, he knows it wouldn’t end well for him according to their first encounter.

It was in his early vigilante days when all he had was a red hoodie with a spider sewn onto it and blue arms, and blue sweats + goggles no one on earth could see out of except him.

He hadn’t yet know that there were ‘territories’ claimed by different vigilantes, that night he was in Hell’s Kitchen stopping a bank robbery when DD showed up and started throwing at him thinking Peter was one of the robbers! After Peter managed to Web him and the robbers he let him go with a mist used to melt the webs and started a conversation that later moved to the rooftops where DD apologized, explained the territories and what vigilantes ran them and that he was welcome to come to him for help, but ended it by trying to get him to quit the hero gig because he could tell Peter was “to young” which resulted in Peter swinging off the roof shouting see you later while waving goodbye.

It’s always a funny memory to him especially since a civilian had taken a picture of the pajama wearing spider next to cool and mysterious Daredevil who looked like he was telling him off pointing his finger at him.

So what if Peter had the picture hung up in his shabby apartment. Anyways back to the present

Peter looks at Daredevil not making any sound to suggest that he’ll be getting up and watches as DD walks over and sits next to him on the ledge.

“What brings you here? Legal troubles? I know a good lawyer” Daredevil looks at Spider-Man

“Well hello to you to DD a how are you would be nice.” Spider-Man pipes up

“How are you..” Daredevil sighs

“Great! Thanks for asking- and no IM not in legal troubles or problems of any kind, it’s a friend of mine I just have a quick question I thought you could answer for me since “you know a good lawyer” he finishes holding up quotation marks

“Ok…” Daredevil looks at him raising and eyebrow slightly

“Ok so say your hired to do something and this something is pretty important for your future but you get there and you don’t do anything that was stated in your application you had applied for and been hired for, like say getting hired to code computers then spend your days delivering coffees” Spidey finished

“Does this ‘friend’ work at a coffee shop?” DD says

“No that was just an example” Spidey replies

“Well if I was your ‘friend’” he pauses “I would send an email to the company or higher up of the guy he is working under  aka his boss’s boss, explain the situation and see if they can resolve it, if not I would request to be moved to a different establishment” DD finishes

“Ok thanks! I’ll make sure to tell him that” He pipes

“Is that all I’m kinda busy?” DD looks at him

“Oh yea and don’t lie to me I know your lonely” Spidey looks back at him narrowing his eyes

“Whatever, I would tell you to quit this whole hero thing while you still can but I have a feeling you wouldn’t listen anyway hearing that you didn’t the other 30,000 times I told you” he pauses and looks in-front of him “ just stay safe ok I don’t need it on my consciousness that a 17 year old vigilante I knew died doing this because I didn’t stop him when I had the chance”

“Don’t worry I will, also one more question why do you have two Ds on your chest “Daredevil” is one word??” Spidey looks a at him as he gets up

“Your mean, I’m going home!” Daredevil shouts at him running off to the fire escape

Ha ha. It’s to easy he thinks “Wait I didn’t tell you how old I was!?!” He sputters getting up and racing over, looking at the now empty fire escape

Well that’s just PERFECT

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Tony

Chalking up Peter’s shoulder incident deeming as a simple coincidence, even with the panicked actions at the mentions of doctors. Some people just don’t like them, kids probably just afraid of needles.

Tony had gone back up to his lab after talking to Bruce about Redwing only to learn that they had Peter yet again working on confidential Avengers tech (how many checks is he gonna have to write this kid?) and sending Sam an email on it telling him to not bother Pepper as she’s a very busy women and that his little bird will be back as soon as possible.

Tony then proceeded to pass out on the couch in his lab which is where he is now.

Sitting up running a hand through his hair and letting out a long yawn thinking about all the things he has to do today and how much of it he’s actually going to complete.

“Boss? Steve Rodger’s requests your presence on Avengers Floor for ‘Team Breakfast’” Friday speaks to him from the sealing of the lab

Steve had started making breakfast in the mornings for all of them even Pepper and wouldn’t let anyone eat or even touch it till they were all accounted for, and as much as Tony will say it’s annoying Steve actually makes some pretty good pancakes.

Tony sighed as he got up from his spot on the couch, moving towards the elevator.

He taps his foot as Friday brings him to the 3rd highest floor in the tower, stepping out when the doors open and the smell of Steve’s famous pancakes or as he calls them ‘Flapjacks’ (god he know Steve is old but if you didn’t know him like Tony did you probably wouldn’t be able to tell) fills the air.

Rounding the corner he sees Clint eagerly waiting to dive in fork and knife both in hand, stack of pancakes in-front of him. Nat talking to Bruce both with their own plate of pancakes, Sam sitting on the other side next to Bucky who’s completely dismissed the waiting for everyone rule and has dug in to his stack, and Steve setting down a fresh plate of steaming pancakes dawning an American flag themed apron (how ironic). Tony takes a seat at the end of the table opposite to Pepper as Steve snags the open seat next to Bucky.

“Dig in!” Steve smiles looking like a happy golden retriever

Tony grabs two pancakes and sets them down on his plate adding butter then syrup.

Refusing to even look in Clint’s direction because from what Tony knows it’s that his pancakes are probably now drowning in syrup, Tony can’t help but let his mind wander back to Peter.

I mean now that he thinks about it, it’s kinda sketchy. The kid doesn’t have an address down although however it’s completely optional whether or not to disclose that information to them since he is still a minor, he was bleeding at the shoulder, dead parents AND grandparents, mabey he’s being abused by whoever fosters him? But even then he doesn’t have a file in the foster system… which he should. Not only that but Pete’s also incredibly smart at his age, he’s 17 building and IMPROVING Avengers level tech heck at this point he’s making the Avengers tech. He wonders if he could repair some of his damaged Iron Man Suits.

To lost in thought he doesn’t hear Pepper calling his name till Nat taps him on the shoulder.

“Oh- what sorry” Tony wipes his mouth with a napkin setting down the fork

“as I was saying” she eyes him “I had attended a meeting yesterday and we had decided that I would look really good if you had an intern-“

“I’m good” Tony cuts her off

“I don’t really like kids” he says picking the fork back up

“Really Tony? the youngest they can be is 16  and that’s a stretch” Pepper says now glaring at him

“Pepp I don’t like kids in my lab, they get their grubby hands on everything” he remembers when he met Harley and the first thing he did was brake the finger off his suite, not to mention but the kid knew who Iron Man was, but didn’t know WHO Iron Man was.

“They’re not 5 Tony, and they’ll only be there for a month or two!” Pepper exclaims

“Absolutely not” he states

“Tony”Pepper glares at him

“1 week” he brakes

“1 month” Pepper pipes

“3 weeks?” he says raises a pleading eyebrow at her

“Deal” she says going back to smiling

“Ok but I get to pick who it is” Tony speaks pointing his fork get her from across the table.

“Okay..? As long as you do it.” Pepper looks down at he pancakes going back to eating

And Tony already has a pretty good idea on just who he’s gunna choose