So, for this story May knows nothing but the events of Homecoming still happened, just not the ending. Also, Tony hasn't proposed yet. This is set a month after Homecoming so around October 1st (lets just go with that). Infinity War will not be happening in this story so there will be multiple different storylines. I hope you guys enjoy!
(Peter)
"Spider-Man, Spider-Man, does whatever a Spider-Man does." Peter sang as he swung across downtown Manhattan. He was on his daily patrol on an uneventful Thursday. Honestly, he had been hoping for a little more excitement but had yet to receive anything big. Besides helping an old lady cross the street he hadn't done anything important.
"You should really trademark that song." Karen noted in her usual casual tone, but it still held a warm and kind tone. It could've been sarcastic, but she hardly ever was.
"I'll consider it," Peter paused as he considered the idea before quietly asking, "how do you trademark something?"
"Would you like me to trademark it for you?" She asked but Peter just chuckled as a blip showed up on his HUD. "Incoming call from Tony Stark."
"Answer." Peter ordered continuing to swing across the city not finding anything. Mr. Stark didn't call that often, so when he did was always random and for an odd reason. Usually he was just catching up with the superhero business or letting him know about his suit or just to ask him about his day. It still wasn't that often however.
"Hey Parker." Mr. Stark began in a very different setting than usual. It wasn't the office nor was it a lab. It looked like…like Peter's apartment. "Where're you at?"
Peter frowned confused, why was Mr. Stark at his place? "On patrol," Peter turned and began swinging towards his apartment complex, "the usual. Are you at my place?"
"Possibly," Mr. Stark replied with a shrug, "but May's getting a little concerned about you being late."
"Late for what?" Peter asked. There was nothing planned for the day, at least that he was aware of. May hadn't told him anything at the very least.
"Dinner. May said she told you about it this morning." Mr. Stark explained. That made a lot more sense. Peter had rushed out of the apartment in the morning and had blanked out what May had told him. He needed to work on his listening skills.
"Oh…I'll be right there Mr. Stark," Peter said a little worried about getting yelled at, "I promise." May wouldn't yell at him in front of Mr. Stark so that was good, she would probably wait until he left and then yell at him for his ignorance. Maybe she wouldn't even wait. Oh god how embarrassing would that be?
He got to his apartment in record time swinging with the speed and fury of Vin Diesel in a movie. He climbed through his window and his door was closed, probably due to the billionaire that helped cover for him.
He changed into jeans and a sweater before climbing back out his window and climbing to the bottom of the building from the fire escape. Just in case anyone saw him. He went through the front doors and used the elevator to get to his apartment. If he kept showing up from his window, then eventually May would catch on.
He walked inside spotting Mr. Stark and May talking at the table, both grinning and seeming to have an enjoyable time. Hopefully Mr. Stark wasn't flirting, just the thought of it made Peter gag. The man was in a relationship, flirting was a very dangerous and inappropriate game. Especially with his aunt!
"Hey Pete!" Mr. Stark exclaimed as May turned to look at the boy with only a slight scowl. That was better than expected. "Just in time, the shawarma's almost done." What was shawarma? It didn't really matter, Peter would like it. He knew it.
"You're so lucky you were helping someone study," May said scolding him with a softer tone than expected, "otherwise you would be in so much trouble mister."
"Sorry May," Peter apologized with a light blush, "JJ needed help for tomorrow." JJ was just some jock in his math class. He had never actually spoken to the dude, but it was a good excuse.
"Don't worry about it kid." Mr. Stark told him with a little wave as Peter joined them at the table. Stark gave him a knowing look essentially saying, "I made an excuse for you." Peter returned with a grateful look bringing a smile to the billionaire's face.
"Ok," Peter said looking at May, "I don't mean to sound offensive, but why exactly are we having a dinner?" Mr. Stark wouldn't just come over to have dinner for no reason, Peter knew that much, so May was obviously to blame.
"I thought since you were out interning for the man so much," May explained with a little attitude towards the grown man, "losing all that sleep and stressing out. I thought he could come over and I would get to know him since he's spending all that time with you."
Peter hesitantly looked over at Mr. Stark worried that he would be angry at him after that spiel. The billionaire simply grinned and nodded but quickly gave the kid a reassuring look. At least he wasn't mad at him.
"And I was very happy to comply," Mr. Stark said pulling out a chair next to him and Peter sat down, "besides its relaxing to come and sit down with my favorite employee." Peter blushed at the thought. He knew Stark was only saying it as a joke but the thought of it kind of excited him.
"I'm not technically an employee." Peter pointed out and Mr. Stark gave him a light pat on the back. They both knew the real relationship.
"We'll see about that." Stark joked as the oven went off so May quickly got up and fixed it.
"As long as your grades aren't affected then I don't care what the status of the job is." May noted as she set the Shawarma out. "Just as long as you start helping pay for this place soon." She pointed at Peter with a smile and they all laughed. This night might be better than Peter expected.
"So why shawarma?" Peter asked as May set a plate down for he and Tony. He looked at his aunt, but she just shrugged and nodded at Tony. Peter looked over at his mentor.
"Well." he began as he took a bite of his food. He paused and waited before swallowing it and continuing, "waaay back in 2012." Peter had an idea of where this could be going. "After we apprehended Loki," Mr. Stark paused once more, "and during the cleanup. There was a shawarma restaurant that we all went and "celebrated" at."
"Was Thor there?" Peter asked like a little fanboy and Mr. Stark chuckled with a nod.
"He was." Mr. Stark answered, and Peter grinned wide. He still wanted to meet the God of Thunder, but Thor hadn't been on Earth for some years. Hopefully one day he could meet him.
"Wow." Peter muttered making Mr. Stark raise an eyebrow. Did he have a different hero than him? That wasn't acceptable.
"You know, Thor doesn't have as many stories as I do." Mr. Stark told him with a hint of jealousy in his voice. May looked at him with an unfazed stare knowing that he was making it up. Peter looked over surprised but with a hint of doubt. Thor was god, but Mr. Stark was…well he was Iron Man.
"Highly doubt that." Peter heard May mutter under her breath, but she just continued to eat as if she hadn't said anything. Maybe she was scared of Mr. Stark hearing it. Peter was.
"Then get to telling them." Peter ordered looking at Stark who simply smirked. He didn't show a hint of doubt, and he quickly began telling his favorite stories as Iron Man.
All the way from a race gone wrong, to fighting fire throwing humans. Even his favorite stories of small missions the Avengers went on or some of their nights in. Dinner was filled with laughs as Mr. Stark told them his favorite stories of Steve adjusting to normal life. When Steve found out about Skype was easily Stark's favorite story.
To Peter, dinner went by in just a flash of the eye. It was eight o'clock before any of them even noticed the sun setting. Eventually Mr. Stark had to excuse himself.
"Thank you for inviting me over Ms. Parker." he said with a large grin. The lady had really grown on him. "Let me know if you decide to make this a tradition of sorts, I'll put it in the calendar."
"I will call you." May told him with a slightly stern look as Peter looked at Stark. He knew exactly what it meant.
Mr. Stark looked down at Peter saying, "alright kid get your homework done and all that." He gave his protégé a pat on the shoulder before heading out with a. "Good night guys!"
Once the door was shut behind the billionaire Peter looked over at May curiously. Did his aunt even like Mr. Stark, because it would suck if she didn't. "What'd you think?" He asked, and May lightly smiled.
"I think," she began standing up and taking his plate, "that you need to go do your homework." Well that wasn't the answer Peter had hoped for. It probably meant she thought he was a bad influence. Would she stop them from working together? Would that make Mr. Stark take away the suit?
He was silent for a second before standing up with a quiet, "goodnight May." He went into his room and quickly did his homework. Hopefully Thursday nights would become a tradition.
I hope you guys all enjoyed the story, let me know what you think and all that fun jazz! I'm curious as to if I should upload as soon as I finish a chapter or if I should write a couple chapters and then upload one like a week or every couple days. Guess we'll see!
