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Rule 1: Don't show emotion

I sat staring at my phone as Tony rambled on about how he met James Rhodes. I'd asked him the question so he would stop asking me questions. Apparently, it's not that hard to get him to talk about himself.

It was already 12:30 and I was getting a little impatient. Ned sent me a text saying he'd be here at noon and May, well she hasn't responded to my texts yet. It's really freaking me out. I was so focused at staring at my phone I hadn't even realize Tony say my name five million times.

"Hey, kid! Are you alive?" He shook my shoulder a little to get my attention. My dumb butt jumped up off the couch startled. "You haven't heard a word I've said, have you?" He huffed.

"Sorry, Mr. Stark. I was just waiting to here from May and Ned. Ned should have been here 30 minutes ago." Right on cue, the doorbell rang. I hated that doorbell. It was so loud and it sounded funky. I seriously need to fix it.

I heard Ned grumbling about something and then he exclaimed in terror. A high pitched squeak is what it sounded like. That was followed by an laugh so familiar, I almost had a heart attack. MJ actually came!

I rushed to the door and peered through the peep hole. Yep! It was Ned and MJ alright. Ned had on his hat he wore everywhere to make himself more confident. He also had on his other normal attire, a red checkerd shirt with a blue jacket and blue jeans. MJ had on a navy blue Captain America shirt on. It looked like she had a white long sleeved shirt under neath it too. Her jeans were black and she had on her laced black boots.

"Great..." I muttered. This is just what I need. Mr. Stark getting offended over my friends shirt. Oh well, he'll just have to get over it. I mean, we watch Captain America training videos at school!

My mind finally snapped back to reality, so I opened the door. "Hey, Ned! MJ... glad you could come. Come on in." After they walked in a little ways, I acidentlly slammed the door shut. "Sorry." MJ seemed unphased by it, but Ned looked completly shook. "Hey, man... you okay Ned?" He didn't move, he just stood in one position with his mouth dropped open. "Ned?" That's when I remembered Mr. Stark. "Ohhh, Ned... This is Tony Stark. Mr. Stark, my best friend Ned."

"Pleasure meeting you, kid. And who's this, your girlfriend? You never told me you were dating anyone." Mr. Stark stood up from the couch and walked over to meet my friends.

"What? No... We are not dating... Just friends.Isn't that right, MJ?" My face was totally red. I could feel it. Tony smiled at me and my eyes darted to MJ. She was blushing too. Great. I've been saying great way to much this morning. Maybe I should tally it up.

"Dating is all a concept of the mind in high school. I don't see the need for it. Anyways, I'm Michelle, but my friends call me MJ. We just meet so you can call me Michelle."

Did she litterally just say that? "Okay, now that we all know each other we can... Ned would you stop that?" I stepped around MJ and forced Ned's mouth shut.

"You're the Iron Man! Omg! This is the best day of my life! I don't think anything so good has ever happened in my life. Please tell me this isn't a dream. Wait, it can't be! I wouldn't have MJ in my dream... It's real! Hahaha! This is actually happening to me." MJ rolled her eyes. Then she went and plopped down on my couch wirh her book bag.

"Yeah, I can't work with this kid. You want me to stick around, don't be weird like this."

"Okay, yeah... sure! Sorry, Mr. Iron. I mean Tony Man. I mean-" I gabbed him in the side with my elbow. "Mr. Stark." Tony walked away to the bathroom. After he was past us, Ned grabbed my arm excitedly and squeezed it. "Tony Stark is in your apartment! Oh my goodness! Why didn't you warn me?" Before I could answer MJ said something.

"So, Peter Parker actually knows Tony Stark. Wow." Like always, she was drawing someones facial expressions in her journal. My guess was that she was drawing Ned. "Flash has everyone believeing you made it all up. Ha, we should call him and tell him we're having a decatholon team meeting with a special guest at your house."

"No, we can't do that. Mr. Stark dosen't even like having you two know he's here. You can't tell anyone, understood?" They both nodded yes as Tony walked back in the room. "You guys hungry?"

"Actually, yes I'm hungry Peter. Do you know how to make pancakes?" MJ was still drawing. Ned finally moved to the TV and was turning on my X-box 360.

"Serioulsy, dude... you have got to get an X-box one. Have you told May that's what you want for Christmas?" He was going through my old games, trying to keep his cool. Just as I expected, he's still freaking out over Mr. Stark.

"I did. May dosen't see the need to "update" my game system. Plus, it's like, really exspensive dude. Anyways, I can make pancakes, MJ. Is that what you want?" She looked up at me and then shrugged. "Well, looks like we're having pancakes and sausage for lunch."

I walked in the kitchen once again and started getting every thing ready. I was about to blow all their minds! Why? My spider senses alert me of the exact time when a pancake needs to be flipped. I make sick pancakes. I suprise May each time I volenteer to make them. Everytime they turn out perfect. I'm a little obsessed with making pancakes now.

20 minutes passed before lunch was ready. The whole time Ned was flipping out. Mr.Stark was playing one of my Star Wars games with him on the X-box. While they screamed at each other for help on one side of the screen, MJ drew their reactions and expressions. She can draw so freaking fast, sometimes I wonder if she has been biten by a radioactive spider.

"You guys gonna come in here and eat, or do I have to come in there and get you." I said in the best 'May' voice I could do. They filed in the room and all sat down. Then I realized this was the first time anyone has sat in the seat to my right. That was where Uncle Ben always sat and now Tony Stark sat there. It hit me in the gut so hard I had to leave. "Excuse me. I'll be right back." I felt all six eyes on me as I stood up and walked away. I held it all together until I got to the bathroom.

After I entered the restroom, my stomach twisted and I felt the sensation of throwing up. I flung myself from in front of the sink, to in front of the tolit. No way was I gonna clean up a bunch of throw up and I know for a fact Mr. Stark wouldn't either.

I began to throw up even though I haven't ate anything today. I really hoped it was from thinking of Ben and May. I didn't want to be sick for Mr. Stark.

I stood up and scrunched up my nose. It smelled horrible! Like, molasses almost... Ohhhh. The stupid drink May made me drink. That explains a lot. Well, nothing more I can do about it. After flushing the tolit, brushing my teeth and waiting for some color to come back to my pale complection, I went back to join the others.

"Hey, kiddo... you alright? You don't look so good." Mr. Stark took a sip of coffee from a cup shaped like Darth Vaders head. I looked at the table to see there was 3 sausages left and 2 pancakes. "We saved you some food."

"Uh, thanks... Sorry about that. The drink May made me back fired." MJ looked at me puzzled. "Don't ask. You don't want to know. Anyway, I'm fine. Just needed some time. You guys want to watch a movie?"

MJ leaned back in her chair and crossed her arms. "Sure, you ever see the movie Virtigo by Alfred Hitchcock? Or how about the TV series Stranger Things?" I looked at Ned who was shaking his head no. He didn't really care for scary movies. Before I could respond MJ yelped as she began to fall back in her chair. She tried to grab the edge of the table but ended up flipping her plate in the air. I reached out and caught the chair, just before it hit the ground. After I sat her up and knew she was okay, I flipped over the table (and Tonys head). I landed gracefully and caught the plate when it was only inches from hitting the floor.

Tony was relaxed and chill with it. But Ned and MJ were shocked. "Dude! That was totally sick!! Why don't you do that more often?" Ned practically yelled. MJ sat with her mouth hanging open. Suddenly she shut it like it was no big deal.

My phone began to beep and I knew it was May. My stomach twisted again, but I ignored it. Then my spider senses started blaring at me. I felt like I should run. "Run from what? My problems?" I thought. I knitted my eyebrows as I pulled out my phone. Once I unlocked my phone and clicked on the message, my senses started running wild.

It was like everything moved in slow motion. Tony standing up and jumping over the table to MJ. Ned diving to the floor. The bullets flying through the window and wall. I couldn't hear what they were yelling at me, but I saw Tony's mouth moving rapidly.

With my senses dialated to 11, I could tell there was five bullets flying in my direction. I shoved my phone in my pocket and flipped over to the left. After dodging three of them, I dove to Ned. He was to close to the action, so I shoved him with all my strength to Tony. Tony was trying to calm MJ and Ned while he called for his suits.

"Kid! My tech has been hacked! I need my suit case!!" He litterally crammed Ned and MJ in the corner together. MJ had different plans though. She started throwing out pots and pans from the bottom cabnet.

"Peter! Catch!" She tossed me the biggest skillet we had so I cold use it as a shield. Many more bullets came through the opened window, cause know the glass was shattered. I back flipped three times in a row to the right and landed by the couch. I used the pan to richett two bullets to wall. I couldn't aim them at the floor or cieling. We had upstairs and downstairs neighbors. Thank goodness we were at the end of the hall.

I was almost to Tonys case when a bullet hit my shoulder. I cryed out in pain as I fell to the ground. MJ screamed and Tony began screaming my name. I was so busy dodging bullets that I didn't even realise Tony had already got to his suit.

Instead of just lying next to the couch, I began to crawl out of the way as Tony suited up in his armor. In less then a minute Mr. Stark was flying out of the window. Seconds later the bullets stopped and all was silent.

MJs face filled my veiw. She was panicing and so was Ned. That's when I realized I had been shot more than once. I only felt the one in my shoulder at the time and didn't even notice the one in my thigh. Just great.

I blinked a couple of times and then their faces were gone and the Iron Man helmet was in front of me. The helmet seemed to disolve away as Mr. Starks face appeared. "I'm alright. I'm fine." I began to sit up and I winced. Then I said the same words I said to Tony when Ant-Man knocked me out of the sky. "Okay, I'm done. I'm done." After that, everything went black.

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