Disclaimer: These aren't my characters! I don't own the Avengers!

So, two chapters in a span of like 12 hours is crazy, even though these are pretty short. I hope you enjoy part two!

The Second Time: The Paparazzi

"Hey, Hap." Tony called out from his seat in the living area.

"Yeah?" Happy replied, entering the room.

"Don't worry about getting the kid today. I got him." Tony told him, not glancing up from the tablet in his hands.

"Are you sure? Pepper mentioned you had a big meeting at six, and he'll be here all weekend." Happy reminded him.

"Yes, I remembered." He hadn't. "I'm just picking him up from school, that's only an hour long journey."

Happy rolled his eyes and left, not bothering to argue with the genius.

"Sir, if you are planning to pick up Mr. Parker, then I suggest you leave in the next two minutes, as traffic is heavier than usual."

"Thanks, Fri. I'm on my way." Tony told the AI, grabbing his keys.

Thirty minutes later, Tony pulled up in front of the school. Not even thirty seconds later, Peter slid into the passenger seat with his bags.

"Hey, kid. How was school?" He asked him, casually, like him picking the kid up from school was a normal thing.

"It was good, thanks." He paused for a minute. "Don't take this the wrong way Mr. Stark, but why are you here?" Peter questioned.

"You won the science fair last weekend, right?" He asked him, not quite answering Peter's question.

"Um, yeah…How did you know?" Peter answered, confused.

"Unimportant. Anyway, I figured I would take you out for ice-cream or something, if you wanted it. To celebrate." He suggested, nonchalantly, like he didn't know how excited Peter would probably be.

"That would be amazing, thanks Mr. Stark!" Peter grinned.

Tony took a couple more turns and pulled up in front of this small hole-in-the-wall ice-cream shop.

"This place has great ice-cream," he explained, "and there is less of a chance of us being spotted here. If we are lucky, we won't have to deal with any paparazzi."

They were not lucky. As soon as they left the shop, they were bombarded by the paparazzi. Tony took hold of Peter's arm and they attempted to push through, to no avail.

"Mr. Stark! Mr. Stark!" Called out one.

"Hey kid! How do you know him?" Another yelled to Peter, causing Tony's grip to tighten ever so slightly.

The one that really caught Tony's attention was, "Mr. Stark! Is this a secret son you are finally revealing?"

At that, everyone swarmed even closer, if that was possible. Some even went as far as to try and grab at Peter. That was the final straw.

"Everybody, listen up!" He yelled, which made them all quiet. "A few things, one: Peter isn't my son. Not that it is any of your business, he is an intern at my company. Two: if you all don't give us some space, I will have all of you fired and/or sued in about two seconds for harassment of a minor." Everybody gave them some space after that. "And three: get out of the way."

He started leading Peter forward in the direction of the car, and thankfully, they were able to get in the car and drive away. They stayed silent for a few minutes before Tony finally broke it.

"Sorry about that. You aren't hurt, or anything are you?" He asked suddenly concerned.

Peter chuckled, "no I'm fine. Thanks, Mr. Stark."

"Oh, it's no problem. Besides, May would have me killed if something happened to you." He tried, and failed, to play it off coolly.

"Ok, sure." Peter said, to let him know that he didn't believe him in saying that his concern was for May's reaction. "Anyway, thanks for the ice-cream."

"Of course." Tony told him, smiling at the kid.

They made it back, with enough time for Tony to make his meeting. They had a lot of fun at the compound, until on Sunday, Pepper burst through the door with an article pulled up on a tablet.

"Tony Stark's Secret Son?!" She yelled at him. "You are so lucky you can't tell that this is Peter." She told him fuming. Tony had the decency to be ashamed, while Peter cracked up.