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Peter was going to kill Wade.
He didn’t care that it was near impossible. He was going to do it. ‘That stupid shit!’ Peter hissed to himself as he clung desperately to the side of the building.
He wasn’t really sure what he was meant to do as he looked down, should he just crawl up and act causal? He snorted at the idea as his eyes searched the area for a possible way out of the situation.
He extended his senses out, hearing the sound of his classmates confused and terrified murmurs, he could hear Mr. Harrington mutter “I’ve lost one… again. Such a shame, Peter was a good kid too.”
Peters realisation hit him like a bullet train as he literally had no way out of this he instantly felt panic bubble up in his chest, what the hell was he going to do, he could always just crawl up and back through the window and be like “Oh yeah guys I’m spider-man lmao, that was fun.” Yeah, no.
Panic gripped his chest as his eyes darted around his surroundings before realising he had no choice he slowly started crawling up the building, not really sure on what he was planning on doing until he heard the noise of… repulsors?
Oh look it was Mr. Stark coming down from the smashed window.
“H-Heyyy Mr. Stark, whatsup?” Peter asked, sarcasm dripping through his teasing tone.
He could literally see Tony’s eyeroll through the iron clad mask that he wore.
“Kid, see, this is why I don’t like that merc.” He hissed and it was Peter’s turn to do an eye roll.
“But he helps me Mr. Stark!” Peter whined as Tony shook his head.
“Yeah helps you reveal your identity.” He snarked back, making a wild gesture with a metal arm and Peter just shrugged before looking up at Tony, “But you’re here.” He said, shooting finger guns at him as he momentarily took his hands of the side of the building.
Tony only huffed before moving closer to the kid, going to pick him up before Peter did a flip, landing on his back. “Or we could do that.” Tony huffed before the repulsors powered up and they flew up towards the open window.
By the time they had gotten up Loki had returned to the room because of the commotion and now had Wade slammed up against the wall, he was obviously a little mad.
The entirety of everyone in the room turned as the sound of repulsors neared the windows and Peter jumped off, brushing himself off before casually looking around the room like nothing happened, his face heating up as basically everyone was looking at him, “Kid, you okay?” Steve asked, looking between him and Tony quizzically before the faceplate opened, “Pipsqueaks fine, Mr. Wilson however..” He started glaring at Wade, “Has negative five seconds to get out of my building.”
“Awh come on, the kids fine!” Wade pouted gesturing towards Peter as he slipped out of the distracted Loki’s grip. Wade began making his way over to where Peter was with Tony standing protectively in front of him, at this action Tony proceeded to aimed his hand at the merc, the palm glowing a dangerous blue.
“Woah, woah, woah!” Both Wade and Peter exclaimed at the same time, Peter jumping in front and trying to swat Tony’s arm down whilst Wade raised his hands in surrender.
“I’m going, I’m going!” Wade said hurriedly as he made his way over to the smashed window, the rest of the class looking on with bewilderment apparent on their faces, “I’ll talk to when your Dads aren’t around bug!” Wade called as he stood on the edge of the window before gracefully falling back just as Tony shot a beam at him,
“They aren’t my-“ Peter began before cutting himself off with a heavy huff, watching as the nanotech of Tony’s suit retracted back to the watch.
“Kid, we are having a long talk about your choice in friends tonight.” Tony murmured before clapping his hand together as he put on the fake smile he always wore at conferences as he turned back to the class, the room remained silent however and practically everyone was shifting uncomfortably, most of the students just staring wide-eyed at the scene that had played out before them before Ned and MJ came rushing over to where Peter was standing,
“Dude, does he always do that?” Ned asked, not seeming that phased that his best friend had just been thrown out of a window.
Peter nodded, “Every. Single. Time.”
MJ only snorted before turning back to Tony.
Peter recognised the instant that Tony’s eyes lit up how they do when he got an idea, “Alright, let's go to the Avengers communal floor!”
Steve narrowed his eyes, “Tony, I don’t think that’s a good idea.”
“Nonsense Capsicle, it’ll be fine!” Tony said waving his hand dismissively.
“No, Tony, that really isn’t a good idea,” Clint said quickly, an unreadable emotion glinting in his eyes that cause Peter to look at him with a confused look.
Since when did Clint agree with anything that Cap said outside of missions?
Tony raised a brow, “Why is that legolas?”
Clint just glanced between Loki and Scott before shrugging. “Okay so like, there may have been another food fight..”
Peter did a faked shocked gasp before he could stop himself, “Without me??”
This time it as Bucky’s turn to speak up, “Yep, me and Loki won because Scott and Clint didn’t have you.” He snickered proudly.
“You ruined our streak.” He pouted glaring at Scott andClint
When it came to food fights there was always designated teams that people would split into, Steve, Loki, Bucky and Sam in one. Clint, Scott, Peter and Thor in another. Tony, Wanda, Bruce and Natasha in the last one.
Peter’s group always won, well until now apparently.
Clint just shrugged sadly.
Tony shook his head as he looked between everyone in the room, the class had since fallen silent.
Tony just facepalmed, “Alright, uh, y’know what, lets go to Bruce’s lab, alright? Ok.” He says after a moment making his way over to the elevator.
“Tony, I don’t think that’s a good idea-“ Bruce began from where he was standing.
Tony turned around with an amused look on his face, “It’s not like there is anything dangerous down there. Besides, they won’t touch anything.” He said, thumming his fingers on a shelf near the elevator before gesturing to the class.
Pretty soon half the class piled into the elevator, the other half would wait for the elevator to come back down as there wasn’t enough room.
The first group consisted of Tony, Steve, Clint, Scott, Thor, Peter, Ned, MJ, Flash and three other of Peter’s classmates. The elevator ride was awkward for a few moments after the door closed but it soon burst into Peter’s classmates asking him a bunch of questions as well as the other Avengers inside the elevator.
Tony looked exhausted at all the shrilled voices but it suddenly went quiet after one question was called out, “Is Mr Stark Peter’s dad??”
Everyone’s head turned to the back corner of the elevator from when the voice was, Cindy. She just shrugged, “What, it’s a reasonable question.”
“Well isn’t it obvious enough that he is?” Thor questioned.
Immediately everyone started shouting more questions and Peter shifted uncomfortably in his position next to Tony.
Clint and Scott were just smirking mischievously which made Peter glare at them but that just made them laugh.
Eventually, the doors finally opened and the shouting quieted down, Tony was the first to step out but he quickly turned around to face the rest of the class who were now quiet, “Peter,” He began gesturing towards the teen, “is not my son.”
Everyone looked around at each other before the other elevator doors opened revealing the other half of the class, instantly everyone turned around and began talking with the other group whilst the remaining Avengers slipped out of the elevator, meaning only Peter’s enhanced senses picked up on Tony’s extra murmur.
“God knows I wish he was.”