Considering that I haven't been to a school much in the past five years, I thought the test was easy. Although, I've always been great at school. It's why I've never paid attention. It took me longer than most of the other kids in the room, but I think the lady said the test generated questions based off of how many were right and wrong. Guess I got a lot wrong. Oh well, it's not like Tony and Pepper expected me to be a genius.

After finishing the test, one of the proctors guide me out into the hall where the parents were waiting. Tony and Pepper were the only two left. Neither one of them heard us walk in. Tony was absorbed in what I assume were blueprints for some invention and Pepper was laser focused on whatever Stark Industries stuff she was working on. I could hear her nails tapping on the key pad.

The proctor cleared her throat and both of their heads shot up.

"Well here he is. Most love to take his time. You should have his test results by later this afternoon."

Pepper nods as she nudges her husband to pay attention. Tony jumps up and has a slightly guilty smile on his face.

Once Tony looks like he's half-way paying attention she continues, "So we should come back here around three? It's almost one now."

The proctor nods "That should be fine. Ms. Wilde should be ready for you then."

We all shake hands with the proctor and leave the building. Tony looks at me, "Ok so we were thinking Shawarma for lunch. Is that ok with you?"

I shrug, "I've never had it before, so yeah."

Tony makes a dramatic gesture with his hand and says, "Well then we must have shwarama!"

Pepper rolls her eyes and looks at me, "I swear he acts more like a kid when Morgan's not around. It's like she's the mature one out of those two."

I smile, "She probably is."

"Ha ha ha, you two," Tony says as he unlocks the car and we climb in, "just remember who's paying for your meals."

The shwarama joint was not as nearly as fancy as I thought it was going to be. It was a little shack that looked like normal people went there.

Tony noticed the surprise look on my face as we walked towards the back of the building, "What you think I eat fancy all the time? My favorite food is a cheeseburger."

Honestly, he had a point. I should have seen this coming.

As we got to the back entrance a man greeted us with a friendly smile greeted us, " ! How are you today? Your table is ready."

"I'm great. How about yourself? I see business is booming!" Tony says as we walk into the restaurant. We walk into the kitchen and it looks like we're going into the main dining area but then the waited veers left and we're in a little secluded table area.

"The business is going well! I'll be back with your menu shortly."

I glance around and notice the room had higher ceilings than the rest. It also had a square indent in the ceiling.

As we sat down the guy came back and asked what we wanted. Tony and Pepper ordered their regulars and Tony ordered me the same as his.

I looked at him skeptically and he said, "Trust me it's worth it. I thought about this shwarama while I flew into a wormhole."

My eyes grew wide, "Really? That's what you thought about?"

He nods, "That and if Captain America kissed me on the mouth to resuscitate me. Pepper killing was a close third thought."

Pepper chuckles at that, "Glad to know you remembered me worrying about you."

"Always."

He pointed towards the ceiling, "That's the imprint of Thor's hammer. He get's a little testy when he's drunk."

I look at him wide eyed, "Thor sat here?!"

"Yep. We all ate here after the Battle of New York."

I was about to ask him another question when our food arrived. I took a bite of the swarma and Tony was right. It was worth it. We ate in silence for a few moments before I decided to try and ask my question again. Tony holds up a hand to stop me.

"Woah there buddy. I just came up with a genius idea. I'll answer a question about the Avengers and in return you answer a question we," he gestured to himself and Pepper, "have about you. Deal?"

I hesitated and he gave me a soft smile, "We won't force you to answer everything if you don't want to talk but we do want to know some things about you."

I swallow and choke out, "Ok. Can I ask you first?"

He nods.

"How did Dr. Banner get angry enough to hulk out on demand before he merged them together?"

"He's always angry about something. It wasn't that hard for him. How many foster homes have you been in?"

"Including this one? Twenty. Were you scared when you fought aliens?"

"Yes, but if my life wasn't in danger I would have thought it was cool. Have you always been a foster kid?"

I decide to be as vague as possible, "No. Can you build be an Iron Man suit?"

"Maybe when your older," I laugh at the glare Pepper gives him. She obviously wasn't expecting that answer.
He chuckles nervously, "What happened to your family?"

I hesitate. I don't feel like telling them everything but I decided to give them the bare bones, "Never knew my dad and my mom died. What's Spiderman's secret identity?"

"Not telling. Has any of your foster parents besides the Thompson family abused you?"

I swallow, "Yes. What's your favorite color?"

"Red. What's your favorite desert?"

I look at him in surprise. I wasn't expecting that type of question. He shrugs, "We've done enough tough questions for now. I'm sure we'll know more if we need to. Favorite desert?"

"A scoop of vanilla and a scoop a blueberry ice cream in a bowl next to each other. The blueberry has vanilla sauce drizzled on top of it and the vanilla has blueberry sauce drizzled on top. What's yours favorite desert?"

"Chocolate covered blueberries. The ice cream sounds good. What's your favorite desert Pep?"

She smiles, "Warm brownie with hot fudge and vanilla ice cream. What's your favorite thing to draw AJ?"

I blush slightly at that, "Um...the Avenger is probably what I draw most often."

A smirk grows on Tony's face, "Seriously? I thought you practically worshiped Pepper."

"Don't get your facts twisted. I still like her much more than you, but growing up you guys cray stuff so it made cool drawings."

"Just admit it! You are a fan!"

"I will never say that."

Pepper is laughing so hard at Tony's face that she's practically crying. Her phone vibrates and she holds up a hand to signal for us to stop, "As much as I would love to see where this argument goes, the school just texted that their ready to discuss your test results, so we should probably go."

Tony gumbles as we both get up and I chuckle underneath my breath. Messing with him is going to be fun.

When we arrive at the school, the nervousness I felt earlier rushes back. Pepper seems to notice my jumpiness and put a hand on my shoulder.

"You'll be fine AJ."

I nod and we go and sit down in Ms. Wilde's office chairs. Honestly, whenever I sit in the chiars inside the principal's office, it never turns out good. From the bouncing of Tony's knee, I think he feels the same. Ms. Wilde walks in and smiles at us but it doesn't quite reach her eyes. She's hiding something.

She sits down at her desk and says, "We'll we've got AJ's test results back. And the results are surprising."

She hesitated before she continued, "AJ seems to far above average in math and reading. He scored to the level of an advanced freshmen in high school. His scores were equally high in science, but not so much history, but I'm guessing that has something to do with the lack of schooling he's received in the past. Has he done an IQ test? Or had special schooling?"

Pepper and Tony look at me and I shake my head no.

She nods, "AJ would be welcomed at this institute but I'm afraid we won't stimulate intellectually. I personally recommend considering Midtown Middle School. Their school is full of gifted kids and the curriculum will be specified towards his though it's almost February I'm sure they'll take him."

Tony nods and says, "May we have a copy of the test results? And thank you for your time."

I'm sure more stuff happened but I don't remember any of it. I think I'm in shock. Can you tell yourself that your in shock? Is that a thing that only genius' can do? Oh my goodness, I'm a genius!

"AJ," Pepper said softly. Somehow we had managed to get back to the car and I was sitting in it. Somehow the front seats had been turned around so that Tony and Pepper were facing me. Of course their car seats moved.

"Yes?" I ask my voice cracking and given away my freaked out state of mind.

"Are you alright?"

"Oh yeah totally! In the past week I've been put into foster home, got beat up, broken my knee cap and bruised my ribs, been fostered by different people who turned out to be the Starks, and found out I was genius. Oh I'm peachy! How've you been?"

Tony smiles a little at my sarcasm, "Look kid, I know this is a lot take in. You had no idea about you intellect?"

I shake my head, "I haven't been in school permanently since I was eight. I didn't really stick around in Foster homes to learn anything and even if I did they never gave me an intellect test. I mean I think my mom said she thought I might be an art prodigy or something but that was it! It's not like we discussed it! Wait, does this mean I have to skip grades?!"

Tony shakes his head, "The middle school you attended for a day with the Thompsons specializes in helping kids far ahead for their age. They might let you in, so no, you have to skip a grade. You'll be around kids your own age."

I nod and then something occurs to me, "How come you weren't surprised when she said that?"

Tony blushed slightly, "The other day when you noticed that equation on Peter's work? Yeah, he hasn't been able to figure that out for weeks. And he's a genius. I knew you had to be a lot smarter than you really were if you just noticed a pattern was off."

"How come you didn't tell me?"

"I wanted to be sure and would you have believed me?"

"Probably not. I might've if you had Pepper tell me."

The both laugh which slowly broke the tension in the car.

"I'll keep that in mind. The one thing you should no is that you won't be treated in differently. Most people in our family are some form o genius."

I sigh in relief, "Good to know."

"Chill kid. You're gonna fit in perfectly."