After 20 minutes, Tony Stark finally managed to get out of his tower undetected. (It was a lot of work, trust me.) His intricate plan involved a couple fake calls, a family emergency, a fake appointment, a pack of Doritos and a cleaner's cart. (Don't ask.)

Walking around in the bustling streets, watching the busy city all for the first time without being surrounded by hundreds of reporters. He almost forgot what it felt like. The times when he didn't have to hear the constant questions, the accusing remarks, the constant comparisons between him and his father, their legacies, their visions. Tony shook his head. It was probably better to focus on the current problem he has right now.

One disaster has been avoided, but now, Tony has to face another problem. He needs a place to crash while the Avenger's Tower is occupied. Pepper was off abroad on a meeting, and she lived at the tower. Rhodey? Nah, he's got his own family. He didn't have any other people to turn to. Unless...

10 minutes later, Tony found himself in front of Midtown School of Science and Technology, right here in the lovely Queens. What was he doing there? Well, he knew for a fact that it was around lunch time, and Peter's free period. Meaning he could bother the kid there. He could've texted, but he figured that the kid needed to see it with his own eyes. And hey, the kid was smart, maybe he could help him?

1 New Message from Mr. Stark

hey underoos im in your school

In Stark's defense, the library was pretty empty, from what he can see from the hallway, save from the 2 chess players by the small window. The bathroom was... awkward, and there were a lot of people lining up there.

Peter jumped when he felt his phone vibrate in his pocket. Aunt May doesn't usually text him during school hours. His eyes widened when he saw the name.

1 New Message from Mr. Stark

hey underoos im in your school

"Dude, and you were like whooshh! Like... you were really awesome man..." He could hear Ned's rambling across his shoulder.

"Yeah yeah yeah... cool." Peter spoke absentmindedly.

"Peter, what gives?"

He puts the phone up to Ned's face. Ned's brow knits in confusion, until realization dawns on him and his jaw drops to the floor. "DUDE! TONY STARK JUST TEXTED YOU!" He whisper-yelled. Peter shushed him.

"I know right! He never texts me. Not even Happy does!"

"Dude... wait, who's Happy?"

"Yeah, yeah, his driver." Peter brushed it off as he typed his reply.

"Dude. What even is your life? You get THE Tony Stark's driver?!"

1 New Message from Spider-Baby

mr stark why are you here?!

"Dude. That sounded rude." Ned whispered, clearly intrigued.

"I know. I probably should've worded that better..." Peter grumbled.

1 New Message from Mr. Stark

meet me at the library. alone

1 New Message from Spider-Baby

Skjvkkkmbalapjdke

Peter's head snaps up, surprising Ned.

"Mr. Stark wants meet me at the library." He breathes out.

"Awesome... is it another mission?" Ned bounces in excitement.

"I don't know..." Peter shrugged as he fixed his backpack against his back. He heaves a relieved sigh when he feels the suit move inside it. "But I'll go check."

"Can I come with?" Ned whispers.

"He wants me to go alone though..."

"Ok! Tell me all about it ok!" Ned yells from across the hallway.

Tony smiles just a little as he tucks the Starkphone in his pocket. He's never worn these type of jeans before (they were cheap but very comfty.) The backpack's contents rattle inside as he makes his way towards the library.

Tony grimaces at what he sees in the hallways.

The hallways were packed with students everywhere! It's a wonder how they get to where they should be. It stinks of teens all over the place. The cafeteria is so much worse. He didn't enter, since that was a death trap, but he could see the raging teens screaming all over the place. Was highschool really this bad?

Thank goodness he graduated early.

Now, where again was the lib-

"Watch where you're going!"

"Well... if it isn't Puny Parker." What?

"Excuse me?" Parker? Puny?

"What? Did you forget about me over the weekend you little $%?"

"Whoa there, hold it just a second." Tony raises his hands in front of him, creating a distance between him and the stranger. Seeing the stranger back off, he crosses his arms. "I don't know who you are, but I don't think you should talk to someone like that." He finishes the sentence with the added snark.

Flash takes a quick sweep of his surroundings and growls. "What did you just say to me Parker?" He turns red.

"Nope! I'm not gonna repeat that if you're too dumb to understand. I've got places to be. Tata! Bye." And he walks off.

"Hey Pen-"

"Hey, stop it Flash! I don't think that's him."

Him?

1 New Message from Spider-Baby

mr stark im here where are you?

He opens the doors of the library, earning odd looks from the two. He rolls his eyes at them and starts looking for Peter. He finds him eyeing the table and the 5th row of bookshelves. Peter frowns and checks his phone.

"Peter." Tony whispers. Peter tenses up and pockets his phone.

"Mr. Stark! I'm sorry I didn't see you-" Peter's eyes widen. "Mr. Stark?"

Tony forces a charming smile, but it looked more of a charming grimace. Eh, same difference. Peter stopped gawking and finally formed coherent sentences. Ah, language, isn't it beautiful?

"Wha-wha- what are you doing here Mr. Stark? And... why do you, look like that?!"

"Keep your voice down kid, this is already weird enough as it gets."

Peter pouted, his brows furrowed in confusion.

"Y-you... you... you kind of look like me Mr. Stark." Peter whispered. Ok, the clothes and his back being turned is one thing, but this is next level.

"Come on, do I seriously look like you that much? If anything, you look like me. This kind of good looks is my trademark kiddo." Tony flashed a real smile this time.

"Ok kid," Tony began and Peter gulped, nodding at every point Tony made, "we're going to have to keep this under wraps Underoos."

"But why come to me Mr. Stark? I'm not sure if I'll be of any help..."

"Kid, I can't really stay in the tower while I'm like this. I'll never hear the end of it. I need a place to 'crash' until this is over, and well kid, you're the only one I've got."

"Uh Mr. Stark? Why didn't you just tell me over on the phone? Or like, just text like earlier?"

"Kid, I'm Tony Stark. I don't prawl aimlessly out on the streets like a lost dog. Your school is the only place I wouldn't be too suspicious if I stayed. Also, Elsa, Anna, and Marshmallow are on a grocery run."

"Mr. Stark, did you just reference Frozen?"

Tony deadpanned.

"Sorry, sorry, sorry..." Peter muttered, backing off to a shelf. Tony sighed. Peter pouted for a second, a thought coming to him. He looked like he was debating it for a quick second before turning to him awkwardly.

"Have you had lunch yet Mr. Stark?"

"Gosh, kid, no. I honestly was too busy escaping my own building to think of that."

"Right..." Peter mumbled, "and you rarely eat when you're in your lab..."

"Kid, no. I'm not eating your gross cafeteria food. It's bad for my image. Plus, that is a place full of wild beasts." Tony sounded playful however. Peter chuckled, 'Darn,' Tony thought, his kid was so adorable.

"We've got our own table Mr. Stark. It's just me and Ned. And MJ, but we don't talk too much." Tony blinked at that.

"You've got your own table? Great. I don't have to worry much on the 'crowded' side of things." Tony chuckled as his placed his hands inside his pockets, grinning all the way.

They started walking towards the exit when Peter turns to him with a great sense of urgency (maybe it was panic but who knows) and started at him dead in the eye. "Mr. Stark? What do we tell Ned?"

"Nothing."

At least not yet.

Whew. The next chapter (Ch. 3) is finished! I'll be posting it soon. Thank you so much for the reviews. You have no idea how much these mean to me.