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Notes:

For the sake of this story, I am writing "Stark Industries" and "Avengers Tower" interchangeably.

The place it still home to the Avengers whenever they are in the area, though it is more like a second home for them. I like how in canon Tony built a new Avenger's facility in upstate New York. Basically, this tower that Peter is going into is the S.I. building and just an extra Avengers building with the upstate still being the main hub.

Chapter Two – Peculiar Palette

Posted September 3, 2018 … Revised November 22, 2018

When the buses finally parked, everyone was eager to hop out to stretch their legs and get a better look at the building. Groups of friends huddled together as they pointed and ogled at the decorated plaza that was built in front of the tower.

Conversations and laughter got louder and louder as the other buses caught up and soon let their own students out as well.

Try as they might, teachers and chaperones lost the battle of keeping the classes and groups separate when students soon intermingled to meet up with friends. The same could be said for Peter and Ned as they were chatting about the make-up of the Tower when M.J. snuck up behind them.

Her steps were quiet, and she easily spooked them when she whispered, "Boo."

The two jumped at the sound and M.J. let an easygoing laugh escape before she shifted her face to look indifferent once more. When Peter and Ned turned around to face her, grins overtook their fright when the recognized who it was. M.J. had her classic look with lidded eyes and a small smirk.

"'Sup, losers. Have a fun ride?"

"Hey M.J.," Peter said. "It was alright at the beginning but then Flash had to go open his mouth."

Ned nodded, "Yeah he couldn't even leave us alone on a simple bus ride. He just had to go and pester Peter about his internship here."

"What an ass."

Ned gave a chuckle at that, "What did you do on the way here? It must have sucked to be on the bus by yourself."

A satisfied smile soon grew on her face at the thought, "Oh I had fun. I just drew some chick who sat across from me. I think she was car sick or something. It was fun to sketch all her different expressions as she went from feeling like crap to actually needing a bag."

As usual, the two males never knew how to respond to M.J. when she started talking about her suffering influenced drawings. They just nodded along and let her get lost in thought.

The teachers by then had finally fished out their attendance sheets again and begun reading from them to resort everyone again.

Peter and Ned moved away from M.J. but not before they were able to say bye to her. She reminded them about how they would meet up for the lunch break and the two boys gave a thumbs up in acknowledgement.

Once Peter and Ned were near Mr. Johnson, they noticed that he had finally corralled his own fifteen students. Because of that, their group was one of the first to be able to finally be ushered inside to the front lobby.

There were plenty of ooh's and aah's from everyone, including Peter, as they stepped passed the grand from entrance doors.

While Peter frequented the tower quite a bit, it did not mean that he entered the building from the ground floor like everyone else.

If he was in costume, he always just webbed into the avenger's common room on the top floors. If he came as Peter, he was always in Tony's company, thus the entrance that they always took was through the billionaire's personal elevator.

The man had a bit of an issue with crowds and being standing close to so many people while in a cramped box like an elevator. And so, the personal elevator it was. Peter never complained because he thought it was fun to be able to be in lift that moved so quickly from the ground floor and reach the top floors with no stops in-between.

Another aspect of taking Tony's personal elevator was how they also secretly arrived at the building via the employee parking garage.

That way, if the two of them were spotted, it was at the very least by a someone who worked there, meaning that they never tried to stop Tony to ask for an autograph or question who Peter was.

Those were the times when Peter occasionally caught glimpses of the front lobby of Stark Industries.

As it was, Peter had only been in the front lobby of the building a handful of times because of those circumstances and so, there were only a few things that seemed familiar. It appeared that there had been some type of renovations recently since the last time the young hero had been here as a few art displays and water fountains were removed or replaced.

Because of all of this, Peter was just as impressed at the sights as his peers were.

Flash caught the look on Peter's face and he quickly said something about it, "What, never seen the inside of the building you intern at?"

"Oh, uh," Peter stuttered. He did not know how to explain why he never needed to be on the ground floor but the longer that Peter did not answer, he knew it made him look worse. It seemed that the pause was indeed long enough since Flash spoke up again.

"Lost for words, Parker? Can't think up a lie quick enough to 'explain' to us your dumb reasons?"

Ned shifted a bit, wanting to speak up for his friend but not knowing what he could say to get Flash to back off.

"For the last time, Flash, I am not lying. I do have an internship here, but I don't see why it has to be such a big deal." It felt nice to say that he worked here and have it be true now. "I don't brag about it and I don't think I ever really have. In fact, I think that most people at school only know about it because you're the one bragging for me."

A few giggles and chuckles floated around after those words.

He looked over Flash's shoulder to see that a few of their classmates had been close enough to listen in.

Two boys and a girl were laughing at Flash's back and one another classmate gave Peter a thumbs up. He felt himself straighten up a bit at the acknowledgement from a few peers. Flash scowled at all of them but wound up stalking away with a bit of red dusting his cheeks.

He mumbled something even Peter could not pick up due to the volume in the echo-like space and he tried to not care.

If Flash backed off for hopefully the entire trip, Peter would be able to have fun for once at something school related.

Peter spotted that Flash had walked over to a few other classmates that Peter knew were Flash's friends. Or at least were as close to being friend to someone like Flash. Perhaps the term lackey would be a better definition to use on them.

They seemed to cheer Flash up and at the same time, all four of them turned to stare at Peter. They each gave varying degrees of sneers towards him and the teen knew that they would try to get pay back during the trip somehow.

He gave a deep sigh at the thought and when Ned asked what was wrong, he just tilted his head in Flash's direction. Ned gave a gloomy nod in understanding and put a hand on Peter's shoulder in comfort.

"Don't worry, dude. Just stick close to Mr. Johnson and hopefully nothing will too bad will happen."

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After that little bit of drama, the group was finally able to make their way to the large reception desk that sat towards the front of the spacious room.

Large windows brought in early sunlight, casting bright rays that settled atop the counter and making the white surface seem to shine. Several receptionists were evenly distributed across the large expanse of granite and Mr. Johnson walked up to the one on the far left.

A younger man was tapping away at a computer and when he noticed the sizable group, he gave a cheery smile.

Their teacher introduced who he was and what the group was here for.

The kind man behind the counter gave a pleased smile once he learned that they were there for a tour of the place. Even from the back of the group, Peter easily spotted the name Gavin that was printed on the card that hung from his thin neck.

"Oh, I am so pleased to see such eager young minds come here to see what there is to learn here! Hold on just a moment please Mr. Johnson. I will be right back." Gavin said as he walked behind the white wall that proudly stood behind the long counter. A delicate looking waterfall feature shimmered in the lighting and kept the groups attention while they waited for Gavin.

He returned before a minute even passed, holding a small basket that contained a pile of white cards. On the side of the basket was a sheet of paper with 'Midtown High School – Mr. Johnson – 9:00 a.m. Tour' taped in place.

Gavin sat back down in his seat and grabbed a card from the top of the pile. He then placed it underneath a scanner and after a soft beep sounded from his computer, he turned to the group and said, "Kevin Bailey?"

A thin classmate of Peter's was startled at his name being addressed but he quickly got over it and stepped forward with a confused look on his face. Gavin simply handed him the white card that had just been scanned.

"It's just a visitor's badge," Gavin said when he noticed the curious looks. "Wear it at all time while here please."

He then went back to grabbing a card from the basket and scanning it. One at a time, Gavin would take one, scan it, then simply call out a student's name. While it was only fifteen students and one teacher that he was checking in, Peter thought it would still be quicker to have at least have someone help.

Peter turned to see what the other receptionists were doing, assuming not much, but was surprised to see that the other people behind the large front counter were doing the same thing as the other groups from the school were finally coming inside the building to be checked in as well.

Looking at all the other groups being scanned in brought a realization to Peter. He worriedly looked beck to Gavin then and kept an eye on the cards as they were scanned in one by one.

What if he was outed by F.R.I.D.A.Y.? What would the A.I. even say?

Could she even alert people to his secret identity or would she simply talk about his intern position (if she even talked at all).

Yes, Peter wanted to prove Flash wrong, but that did not mean that the young superhero wanted to be recognized by F.R.I.D.A.Y. – he just knew that she would let Mr. Stark know that he was here.

The longer he worried about it, Peter realized a whole bunch of things could go wrong. Mr. Stark could wind up teasing him in front of his classmates. Or maybe the older man would just say gushy things that would leave him permanently embarrassed for the rest of his short life because he knew that he would just fall and die right there if that happened to him.

His thoughts ran wild then as Peter began running different scenarios in his head and began worrying about all the things that the billionaire might do and say if he came down.

Peter almost wanted to shout out loud to the A.I. to ask her to keep quiet.

As Gavin's computer continued to randomly scan the students, Peter's worry continued to grow.

When he was finally called, he was thankful to hear no remarks from F.R.I.D.A.Y. as well as there being no reaction from Gavin.

He felt a little bad for thinking in such a way, but Peter thought it made sense seeing as he was someone close to Tony and he did not interact with a lot people that worked below the penthouse of the building. It made sense that he would not know a lot of the employees that worked on the lower levels of the tower and they would not know him in return.

Peter walked up like everyone else and accepted the badge without any complaints. He stepped away to let the next student move forward and he looked down at the badge, curious to see how looked.

It was very simple in design.

Printed on one side of the white, vertical card were the words Stark Industries N.Y. at the top, the word VISITOR boldly displayed in the center, and a barcode at the very bottom of the pass. Everything was printed in black ink. Flipping it to the other side, Peter was impressed to see a faint shimmer on the entire thing and as he moved the piece of plastic back and forth, he noticed it was a hologram that just said Stark that took up the entire card.

The pass was connected to a simple black lanyard that was tied to the card instead of being clipped there with the typical piece of metal.

Peter made sure to wear the lanyard right away so that he would not lose it.

Wearing the pass however, made Peter wonder if he had a real badge to get around the building. Then again, he never really thought to leave the common rooms or Tony's lab, so it was not like he really needed to have a pass to get to other floors.

It would still be a nice thing to have, Peter thought to himself, as he watched people walk by with their own badges proudly displayed. They swung from their necks and he noticed that the lanyards were various colors. He spotted that there were similar to the visitor badges with the only discrepancy was that there was a photo of the employee instead of the word "Visitor" in the center of the badge.

The longer he looked around at all the badges, Peter decided that he would ask Tony about it.

While Flash was distracted by being called up to take his own pass, one of his lackeys took the time to walk up to Peter and Ned with his own ugly smile on his face. "Why you lookin' all confused at the badge, Penis. Don't look familiar to ya? Oh right, of course it doesn't because you don't work here!"

"Shut up, Sean," Ned said. That was something that Peter was always surprised by. Whenever the two of them were picked on by anyone other than Flash, Ned always seemed to become a bit braver and would stand up for the both of them. Peter never complained because he thought it was awesome to see his best friend put down people like Sean Adler.

"What did you just say, Dead?"

"I said leave Peter alone. You don't need to be such a dick, you know. And you sure look like an idiot here, trying to look all cool when you don't know anything about this place either."

"You should watch your mouth you f-"

A fake cough stopped Sean from saying another word.

Peter looked behind the idiot to see a youthful woman standing right behind him. She had bright red hair in a short bob cut and her arms were firmly crossed as she confidently stood her ground.

Peter couldn't help letting a relieved smile fall on his face at her presence. She screamed confidence and looked like a person that would take no funny business from anyone. She also looked vaguely familiar to Peter though he could not quite place where he might know her from.

Sean looked like he finally understood where he was and seemed worried as he realized that anyone could be behind him.

He did the classic turn around in slow motion to see who was there.

Peter was not disappointed to hear a small squeak escape from Sean at the sight of a rather attractive woman glaring at him.

She finally spoke once she had Sean's attention. "Is there a problem here?"

"Of course not!" Sean practically shouted as he stood there as straight as a pole with his arms pressed to his sides.

"Is there going to be a problem?"

"N-no ma'am!"

"Hmm. There better not be," she said to Sean specifically before she spared a look to Peter and Ned.

Once she gave them a once over, she turned back the group at large. "Alright you guys, welcome to Stark Industries. My name is Doctor Erin White and I am going to be your tour guide today. But please, just call me Erin."

She still stood in a somewhat confident pose as she shifted her folded arms to fall and slip onto her hips. She wore a simple pencil skirt, tucked in blouse, and high heels but she also wore a crisp lab coat over everything that fell to just below her knees.

About half of the group greeted her though Erin seemed to not mind the lack of response.

That was when Peter realized that while he and Sean had been 'talking', everyone else had already grabbed their passes and were loosely standing in a circle around Mr. Johnson. After Erin's announcement, they had turned their attention to her and thus, Peter and Ned since they were right next to her. He caught sight of Mr. Johnson giving the thee of them a stern stare before he finally rested his eyes upon Sean.

He looked even more frustrated and Peter was happy to assume it was because he had heard the end of Sean's words.

While Erin spoke a bit more about the building and the company, Peter noticed from the corner of his eye Mr. Johnson making his way through the group to get to Seam. He patted Sean on the shoulder to gain his attention and pulled the teen away a few steps. He said a few words with a stern look on his face and Sean looked a bit cowed by being lectured by both his teacher and their tour guide.

Peter could not stop himself for letting a smug grin reaching his face before he turned to focus back on Erin.

She was still smiling as she looked over the mass of high schoolers. "Well, since I see that we all have now got our visitor's badges, let's get going, shall we? After all, the sooner we start this, the more we might be able to get to."

The intimidating woman that she had previously been was gone and instead, a passionate young woman took her place. "Before we start though, are there any burning questions that just can't wait to be asked?"

Two hands rose, and Erin picked one, letting a girl that Peter had known since middle school, Casey O'Brien, ask the very first her question for the day.

"What do you do here, if you don't mind me asking."

"Well, I'm the head of some labs here actually. They're on the higher floors however. Floors fifty-five to fifty-seven to be exact. I even have a few assistants to help with managing three floors and what we do in our labs are to test the prototypes that come from the higher ups. Personally, I am a level three employee here," Erin said as she grabbed her green lanyard from around her neck and showed it to the group, "and there are only one-hundred-and-eighty-six people here who have the privilege of wearing this color. Even within all those people, I am what you might call one of the bosses for them. I work directly under a Yellow Badge myself and when we get the new stuff to play with, I'm one of the people that organizes who gets what for my fellow Greens."

While she let everyone take in that information, Erin picked the other hand that had been raised.

"How many people work here?" The question was asked by a student by the name of Trent Chavez. Peter did not know much about him since they had only shared two other classes all throughout their four years of high school, but he was a nice enough guy.

"There are currently four-thousand-and-nine-hundred people employed in this building and who have an active badge. This does not account for people like Mr. Stark who have their own badge but do not necessarily 'work' here and for those that are employed by Stark Industries that work in our sister building in Los Angeles."

Everyone was amazed by the number and Peter let his eyes widen in amazement. He had no idea that so many people had a job here and all of them worked under Pepper Potts.

"Are there any more questions?" Erin asked as she almost turned away, ready to lead the group to the various security lines that lead into the rest of the spacious room.

"Are you single?" was asked somewhere within the group though no one could correctly guess who asked it since the person lowered their voice to ask.

Erin turned back with a raised eyebrow and a confused smile.

The group giggled at the question. Some of them did so because they couldn't believe someone would ask something so personal, while others laughed because it was similar to what they had been thinking.

Erin eventually laughed too.

It was not an embarrassed laugh though and it almost appeared as though such a question was asked of her quite often and she found the humor in hearing something almost regularly.

"Sorry to say but I am taken. Married actually so sorry dear student, wherever you may be, but my heart was stolen long ago." She said as she took her left hand out of her coat pocket to show off her wedding ring.

The same student gave a quiet, "Damn," and another round of laughter spread through them before Erin was finally able to lead them away from the front counter and over to beginning of the security lines.

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There were plenty of lines that each had a small conveyor belt with an X-ray machine for personal items at the end. Next to each belt was also high tech metal detector that Peter thought looked cool.

A few lines appeared to be priority and were employee only as Peter did not spot a single person with a black badge walking through them. The majority wore purple with green being the next most common colored badges, but he spotted the occasional blue and there even looked to be a single person with a yellow.

Erin instead walked them over to what seemed to be the regular security lines for people like Peter and his class.

He spotted a lot more people walking through their line with black just like them but there was still a steady stream of blue passing through here as well.

The group eventually fell in line once there was an open spot and Peter heard a few employees behind them groan at having to now wait for a bunch of teenagers to go through ahead of them.

Peter was not sure if Erin heard those words but either way, she ignored them and turned to address the group as she walked backwards in the line. "Like anywhere else that has security like this, please remove any metal that you have on your person and remove shoes as well. Keep the passes on you however. They do not have metal in them and they are needed to be worn as another layer of security here."

She then demonstrated as she went through the detector after placing her high heels and phone in a plastic tub.

When she did, the high-tech metal detector did two things at one. It made sure that Erin was not concealing anything metallic, but it also scanned the badge that was still being worn.

Right away, Peter could faintly hear from the other side of the detector the voice of F.R.I.D.A.Y. speaking. He leaned over slightly to get a peek of where the voice could have come from and saw a security guard standing in front of a screen that was attached to the metal detector. He seemed bored as he just stood there, overlooking the consistent list of people making their way through.

"Erin Elaine White. Laboratory technician, Laboratory manager, Tour guide. Clearance level Green. Confirmed."

It was not glaringly loud as that would have made the job a mess, having to constantly hear names be spewed out but for Peter, it was easily heard.

Hearing it made him curious to know if he would have anything specific on his name in the database and if it would be spoken out loud too.

If there was any information, the young hero really hoped it was nothing too horrible or even something that would give away his other identity.

He gave a sigh at those thoughts and simply began taking off his belt, toeing off his shoes, and placing his phone in a plastic tub that was provided for everyone. Peter stood behind Ned and when it was his friend's turn to walk through, he was able to hear what it should hopefully sound like for Peter too.

"Edward Patrick Leeds. Fieldtrip Visitor. Clearance level Black. Confirmed."

It was then Peter's turn to walk through and he gave another sigh and just prayed that his information would be normal. He looked up to the expensive looking metal detector as he walked under it, and Peter easily picked up his own information in F.R.I.D.A.Y.'s voice.

"Peter Benjamin Parker. [Classified], Intern, Fieldtrip Visitor. Clearance level Red. Confirmed."

Now that Peter was on the other side of the machine, he got a full view of the security guard slapping a hand to his mouth to stop himself from spewing out his sip of coffee. He looked back up at the screen to make sure he really just heard what he thought and once he saw that yes, it was correct, he swiveled his eyes over to Peter.

The teen felt a bit uncomfortable being scrutinized by the man and looked away, hoping it would make the security man stop staring.

Instead, Peter hurried over to collect his belongings and then he turned to walk over to his where a few classmates who had already went through stood. He saw as he got closer that they and Erin were looking at him with their own wide eyes of disbelief.

"Did I just hear that right," Erin asked, "Did F.R.I.D.A.Y. just say that you have a Red clearance level?"

"Uh, yeah?" Peter did not really know what the color meant but the more he thought about it, he realized that he had not seen anyone walking around with that color on their badge. He also did not want to say anything that might out him as only being a real intern for the last three weeks as opposed to the last two years like everyone assumed.

Then Erin's surprise left her face and instead a look of consideration took its place. "Wait, your name is Peter, right? Peter Parker?"

Peter just gave a nod.

"Yeah," Erin said with a nod of her own, "I think I've heard your name before. Intern, right?"

"That's me."

"Okay, at least something is making a little more sense. Though that doesn't explain why you have Red."

Thinking fast, Peter just said what he thought might make sense while also hoping the words would help to stop anymore talk of himself. "Yeah, I have Red. But I can't say why though. Classified and all that jazz."

He still had no idea just how important being a Red level was though.

Erin gave a serious nod of understanding and dropped the subject. It looked like people here knew the importance of being on a need to know basis and when to drop things that they were not given permission to know.

His peers that had been standing right next to Erin still had looks of amazement on their faces.

Samantha Lee, another person that Peter had known since middle school spoke up, "I always knew that Flash was such a liar. Don't worry Peter, I believe you and I think it's cool that you have proof to shove in his face now."

"Yeah, if Flash even heard that is," Peter mumbled to himself as he looked behind him to see where the bully was.

Ned walked up to him then and put a hand on his shoulder. "Don't worry about it Peter. He doesn't need to hear it and besides, I'm sure something else will come up so that you can prove it to him."

"Yeah, like I want something else to pop up like this."

"C'mon Peter, it can be fun like I said. I really just want to rub it in Flash's face that you're working here and doing really cool things."

"Well I'm happy you think what I do is cool."

"Of course. But, uh, what's up with that Red business? Why're you stuck with black like us losers when you could be wearing a more fun color?"

"Dunno," was all Peter said with a shrug, "And honestly, I don't care that much. It's cool to know that I have a real pass like the other workers else here, but right now I'm not all that worried about it."

"Yeah, I get what you mean. But you better figure it out soon and then show me what it looks like some day."

"Yeah I will. Ned, I tell and show you everything. Don't worry too much about it."

The grin Ned gave Peter then was completely heartwarming and it made Peter feel so lucky to have someone like Ned as his best friend.

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Once the rest of the group and Mr. Johnson came through, (with no indication that they had heard about the Red badge) Erin then headed off to the left and up to a pair of long escalators. There was no more talk about the interesting information on Peter's pass and everyone was happy to follow Erin so that they could finally get the tour started.

"Why don't we start at the first floor," Erin began as she stepped onto the moving stairs first and turned around to watch them follow. "That way we can get some of the basics out of the way."

Mr. Johnson made sure he was the last one to step onto the platform so that the group of students were corralled and accounted for.

As Peter and Ned stood on their own step somewhere in the middle of the group, they looked down at the ground floor where they had just come from and were amazed at the different angle they were getting. All the workers that were walking by and heading in all different directions was fun to watch. The friends looked up then and enjoyed the view of the New York streets that the tall windows framed.

The ground floor of S.I. and the first floor were technically in the same room. It was a very large space with elongated walls and an open floor plan. The first floor only took up one half of the ground floor, letting a long glass half wall be the barrier that kept the areas separated.

The entire place was white and seemed to glow with all the lights that filled the place yet, it was not blinding or an uncomfortable feeling. Rather, it simply made the place feel clean and orderly.

The ride up the escalator seemed a bit longer than a normal one but when they were finally let off, Peter and his class were greeted to the sight of another large, open floored room that held a lot of Avengers memorabilia and prototypes of various things that were built by the Starks.

There was a small stand that had held a plaque that stood in the middle of the room and that was where Erin headed with the group following like ducklings.

"Okay," she said as she tapped the plaque with a single finger, "this is where a lot of common things are displayed for people to look at them. There are plenty of things exhibited here but I will say now that most are replicas. Still, that doesn't take away from how cool some of this stuff is. Everything has at least a paragraph of information on it nearby the object so go ahead and look around. I think ten minutes is a good amount of time to hang around here, don't you think? And don't forget, if you have any questions, come find me and I will be happy to answer anything you want to know."

With some nods, Erin then let them go and do their own thing with the warning that they were to not leave the floor.

Peter and Ned made a beeline for the Stark inventions knowing that most of the others would prefer the hero items on the other side. They were right, and the two had plenty of space around them to ogle the replicas of inventions that Tony and Howard Stark had made throughout their lives.

Ned made sure that he read every word on each plaque and the two eventually made their way to a corner where a two minute short video was on loop, giving a brief explanation on who the father and son were and what they had achieved through their inventions.

A man with broad shoulders was already there, sitting on the single bench that was provided. He was wearing a simple outfit of blue jeans, a pale blue t-shirt, and a brown baseball cap.

He could only see the back of the man but right away, Peter felt as though he knew the person. Not wanting to try his luck and making it awkward if he got it wrong, Peter and Ned simply sat on the other side of the long, cushioned bench and watched the clip.

After it looped one more time, the three wound up standing to leave at the same time and that was when Peter caught the side of the man's face and took a step back in surprise.

"Mr. Rogers? What are you doing here?"

Steve Roger's shoulders hunched at the words and he slowly turned towards the two friends with a worried look on his face.

Right away, the worry turned to surprise once he got a proper look at the two teens. "Peter? What are you doing here? Don't you have school?"

"Hey, I asked you first. But I am in school technically. I'm on a field trip right now." Peter explained with air of calm around him. At his side, Ned was frantically whispering to himself, "Oh my god it's Captain America. Oh my god, oh my god! Peter how do I look? Peter why aren't you introducing your best friend?"

Steve had clearly heard Ned's mutterings and gave him a nod and a simple, "Hello," with his famous smile before he turned back to Peter. "I'm touring too I guess."

"Huh?"

The captain gave a sheepish shrug of his shoulders then, "Yeah. Sometimes when I want to be alone but not be too far away, I just come down here to the levels with all the museums and memorabilia. I find it kind of fun and even a little bit comforting."

"Yeah, well I bet it's not all that relaxing since you're wearing a disguise. You clearly don't want to be recognized and I don't know if you can even call it that a disguise. So lame." Peter had made a sweeping motion with his hands towards the older man as though that was enough for Peter to get his point across.

"Hey! I'll have you know that I have worn this 'disguise' more than once already and no one has ever realized who I was."

"Oh really? I find that hard to believe."

There was a pause as the two looked at each other. Ned was still fidgeting in amazement and Steve had a look on his face as though he did not want to say something. He then sighed and nodded his head.

"Yeah, okay. Maybe there was the occasional kid who figured it out and I guess you're now included in that so…"

"So maybe you should find something better to wear. Or better yet, don't try to sneak into a place that literally has your face framed in some places."

Steve started laughing then and Peter soon followed.

Ned was too start struck to laugh along with Steve-freaking-Rogers but gave a small smile when he noticed how comfortable and casual Peter was acting in front of such a hero.

"Oh my god! Is that Captain America?"

Peter and Steve stopped laughing right away and looked at each other. For Peter he felt bad, thinking that it was his fault for talking to the man and making him stand out a little more rather than being a regular person in the background.

"Uh oh," Ned muttered as he looked between the other two and saw Samantha looking at the hero in awe.

Behind her were a few other classmates and as one, the other classmates turned to her at her words then followed where she was looking. Everyone soon wore similar expressions of shock and wonder at seeing Captain America just standing there in a T-shirt and jeans.

"Aw, jeeze," Steve said with a slump of his shoulders. He gave a sigh as he looked to Peter and said, "Sorry bud, looks like my covers blown," and took off his hat so that everyone could see that it was in fact Steve Rogers standing there in the flesh.

"What're you apologizing to me for?" Peter asked quietly before his peers could rush over and hear their conversation.

"Well I know how you get when it comes to acting familiar with us when you're trying to be just regular Peter Parker. So, I was just saying sorry for cutting our chat quick and that I was about to pretend like I don't know you."

"Oh, right." Peter looked down slightly at those words.

It was true.

Peter did usually pretend that he did not know the Avengers if he was even near them when not in the suit. It made him sad to realize that he did that quite a bit too.

It sounded wrong when Steve said it out loud like that and Peter suddenly felt the need to shout out loud that Steve Rogers was practically an uncle to him.

He shoved that feeling deep down however when time ran out and Samantha and the rest of the group suddenly huddled around the super soldier and started hammering him with questions.

Peter backed away with Ned at his side and the two shifted around so that they were at the back of the group but could still listen in to whatever was going to happen now that the whole class knew that there was an avenger in their midst.

End Chapter Two

Notes:

Yes, I know there was still not a lot of tour-like things going on this chapter too, but I just couldn't help myself. The story really got away from me for a minute there, but I had fun with it so oh well. Again, I hope it was at least somewhat fun to read.

Also, I have no regular upload schedule and have no idea when I will get to the rest of this story. Sorry about that but I really just wanted to upload these first two chapters because I like them and want you guys to like them too.

I'm such a potato.