Peter was woken up by his parent's alarm at 8am which honestly was much less annoying than his own, he should maybe ask dad if he can change it. After their movie last night he had made to go to bed but was quickly reminded he was to be with one or both of his parents 24/7 so was told to move the single mattress from one of the spare rooms into the master bedroom for the next two weeks. He was sure he would never be able to fall asleep and he'd be awake half the night but the soft tones of his parent's voices lulled him to sleep soon enough.

"Go have a shower Pete, you've to be in the kitchen in fifteen minutes and make sure to wear a shirt you'll be sitting in our meetings all day."

When he saw his son practically sprint to the bathroom with a grin on his face Tony didn't know how to feel. The main meeting he had today was with the board of directors and it always dragged on for hours, it was extremely important leading to both himself and Pepper attending but he was positive it would be mind-numbingly boring. Meeting with the board was one of the worst aspects of owning a company, he was just glad he only had to few times a year, Pepper however met with them once or twice a month, he wouldn't even inflict such torture on Steve…well on second thought…

Peter tugged at the collar of his shirt nervously as he walked into the conference room behind his mom at bang on nine o'clock, it must be hand for them to never really have to travel to go to work, May always used to complain about New York rush hour. His dad's hand was gripping his shoulder and he was unsure whether it was comfort him or stop him running, honestly if he didn't know he'd be in way waaay more trouble he probably would have chanced running. As soon as he walked in he felt the eyes of everyone already in the room on him and stood slightly closer to his dad uncomfortable with all the attention.

"This is my kid, he's staying for the meeting and has work to do. Any questions?" Tony blatantly ignored the few who open their mouths to object "great." He grabs a chair and wheels it over to the table against the wall before steering his son into it. "I'd get started on those lines if I were you, believe me when I say it will be more interesting than this meeting."

Peter groans quietly but nods before his dad ruffles his hair affectionately as he walks to his own chair at the head of the table. The wall in front of him was bare as well as the desk, without his phone he supposed his only choice was to do some work. Opening his bag he takes out a notepad and starts writing.

An hour later Peter takes a quick rest and stretches out his cramping hand. Ugh if someone had told him a year or two ago he would be sitting in a meeting with the SI Board of Directors he would have been thrilled. But they were sooooo boring. They weren't discussing anything fun or cool at all just market shares and stock values. For the first half hour or so he kept feeling people's eyes on him but no one interacted with him directly. He was drawn from his musings when he saw his watch light up, looking at the screen it read Those lines won't write themselves underoos ugh. He didn't even know his watch could do that, it was a gift from his dad last Christmas. Suddenly he could feel his dad's eyes drilling into the back of his head so he picked up his pen and continued writing, he didn't want to be called out in front of the Board of Directors after all.

Finally. Finally. The meeting ended, it was almost one now. How on earth could one meeting take four hours? And they hadn't even discussed anything so were meeting again next week! Ugh he would rather be spanked again than have to suffer through another meeting like that…well…maybe not. Luckily his dad didn't have another meeting for two hours so the two of them went upstairs for lunch, Peter was ninety percent sure his dad usually did all SI work in his office…he once said something about tainting the lounge with boringness…but he was currently lounging on the couch with his StarkPad allowing Peter to turn on the TV.

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A week later and Peter's admiration for his parents had somehow grown, he had been forced to sit in meetings for the last seven days and god was it boring! How his mum and dad did that day in day out he had no idea…well to be fair some of the meetings were slightly interesting the one about the new Starkphone didn't put him to sleep and his dad did allow him to share some ideas in a meeting about internships so that was pretty cool. But he was sick of the looks people kept giving him, half of them were people who were annoyed some random kid was sitting in on important meetings…it's not like he had a choice in the matter jeez. The other half were one hundred times worse though, they were people who knew who he was and it had quickly been deduced that he was in trouble with his parents. So embarrassing!

Tony felt like a monster. He knew his son was having a boring break but the kid deserved it! He felt bad about it but obviously he couldn't back down on his punishment so he was forcing himself to see it through. But his son's unhappiness wasn't the worst thing. No the worst thing was it seemed somehow half the tower knew he was punishing the kid and they were all angry about it. Sure no one knew why Pete was being punished, he was sure if they did more people would be on his side but he couldn't do that to Peter, it was a family matter so he would just have to deal with being hated. The first day or two had been fine but then he had a meeting with all the heads of departments and took Peter along, that was his downfall. From then on he had seemingly become the most hated man in SI. People began being deliberately difficult and when he had gone to the canteen for lunch he was told there was no dessert left only for Peter who was behind him to be given a gigantic slice of cake. The cleaning crew had not emptied his main office bin once and his coffee kept mysteriously disappearing. The interns had somehow blocked him from their common room and he still had no clue how they had convinced FRIDAY to do it. Also, everyone was fawning over his son, sure it was great the boy had so many people in his corner but he was trying to teach him a lesson and everyone was undermining him! He was their boss! The second head of departments meeting he took Peter to Gregor gave the kid candy and promised him he could try his hand at creating a hover board as soon as he was off restriction. Then Julie his marketing head had ruffled the boy's hair and gave him pointers on the essay he was writing and told him Tony was an idiot with cruel and unusual punishments. With the looks he had been receiving every time he left the privacy of the penthouse you'd think he'd killed the kid's dog or something. The next week couldn't pass quick enough.