"MiniBoss, Peter Parker-Stark. Alpha-10. Welcome home Peter, would you like me to inform Boss or Mrs Stark of your presence?" FRIDAY welcomed Peter into the tower as he walked straight through the tight security.
"Is Mom busy?" Peter replied to the AI. "Wait, did Uncle Clint change my name again? FRIDAY, please change my name back."
"Unfortunately, my protocols are being overridden by BossAssBitch, Shuri of Wakanda. And no, Mrs Stark appears to be arguing with Boss in his lab."
"Can you please tell Mom that I will be ready to help her with dinner after I have my shower?"
"Of course, MiniBoss."
Peter internally groaned at the AI. Of course, Shuri would mess with him before she even arrived. Dragging himself to the private elevator, Peter mentally prepared himself for the potential onslaught of embarrassment he was going to face. His whole class was going to be in his house. His home! Not to mention the pranks the other Avengers would play on him if they found out. This was definitely going to be a disaster.
"Avengers Common Floor please FRIDAY."
"Of course MiniBoss" FRIDAY replied immediately.
Peter silently cringed at the name as the elevator rose quickly and silently the rest of the way through the tower to the Avengers floors.
Stumbling out of the closing elevator doors, Peter steeled himself for the awkwardness that was going to result from the oncoming conversation. Dumping his school bag on a stool at the bench, he watched as Pepper Stark burst through a door frustratedly muttering to herself about the annoyances of Tony Stark and his constant tinkering.
"Uhh, Mom?" Peter asked hesitantly. Better to get it over and done with Peter decided.
"Yes, sweetheart? What is it?" she replied with a kind smile, her frustration at Tony dissipating in an instant.
"Can you please sign this permission slip for my field trip on Friday?"
"Of course darling." Pepper took the note from Peter's unusually shaky hands and read it over carefully, pausing as she discovered the location.
"Field trip to Avengers Tower? Your class is coming here?" Pepper questioned with a laugh.
"Please don't tell Dad. Please? Or any of the other Avengers for that matter…" Peter exclaimed in a rush. If the Avengers found out about this trip, it really would be hell.
"I won't. I promise. And I'll try to schedule some meetings for your troublesome father to attend on Friday to keep him out of your way. Although I can't do much for the other Avengers though. You'll just have to hope they don't find out." Pepper replied as she swiftly and neatly scrawled her loopy signature on the dotted line at the bottom of the page. Peter supposed it was the best outcome for this incredibly cruel twist of fate.
Peter trudged back to his room, desperately trying to avoid any and all interactions with the avengers. He couldn't risk them discovering this field trip secret. Upon reaching his room, Peter immediately slammed the door closed and hid the note in a secret pocket at the base of his school bag ready to be handed in the next day. Over the next few hours, Peter completed all the dismal, pointless homework set by the teachers he had that day. There wasn't much, some Chemistry equations, some English analysis and a sheet of maths problems, all of which took a total of one hour to complete. It was funny really, how the teachers thought the homework set would be enough to cover two or three hours worth of study. Oh well, too bad for them, it only meant more time in the lab.
After all his homework was completed, Peter rushed down the stairs to his lab. It was private, separated from Tony's by a soundproof glass wall, and was filled to the brim with various pieces of technological equipment and holographic screens. Of course, there were also large piles of paper covered in blueprints and designs for new advancements, created by Peter himself. He was a lot like Tony in the way he was so easily caught up in his work, not noticing when hours went by or when frustrated mothers entered the lab yelling at them both to get their asses upstairs for dinner. Quickly finishing and cleaning up the workspace, Peter scrambled back to his room to get changed and cleaned up for dinner.
Striding into the common dining room and kitchen floor, Peter took stock of his surroundings. The sight of Clint Barton (the Hawkeye!) arguing with Natasha Romanoff (yes THE Black Widow!) or Steve Rogers yelling "language!" whenever anyone swore was no longer unsurprising or unusual like it was when he first moved in. Yes, sometimes there were days when he couldn't believe that this was his life. Little Peter Parker from Queens was living with the Avengers, not just living with them, but they were his family. One large, crazy, dysfunctional loving family. It was just his luck that they also loved to play pranks.
Sitting down at the large table, he noticed the delicious, aromatic smells of Indian curries wafting from the kitchen. That could only mean that it was Bruce's night for cooking - he always made rich and flavoursome curries and dishes from his time abroad. The dishes full of Indian curries were placed along the table along with the sides of everyone's choice. Peter believed that Bruce's nights were always the best, although Natasha's traditional Russian Borscht or Beef Stroganoff was amazing, particularly in winter. When everyone was finally seated, we all ravenously tucked into the amazing meal. The conversation was quiet, if not silent as people began scoffing their food.
Peter POV
"So, Peter, мой ребенок паук…" (my baby spider) Natasha started. I suddenly got a funny feeling he knew where this was going. And I didn't like it. "What was this I heard about a Field Trip on Friday?"
"What Field Trip?" I asked as innocently as possible. I knew however that it wouldn't do any good to lie. This was Natasha we're talking about.
"Oh, you know. This one. The one to Avengers Tower?" She asked with a sickly sweet smile, the mischief was evident in her eyes as she pulled out my signed permission slip. I froze my fork part way to my mouth. The food dropped off it and landed with a splash in the curry on my plate. How the hell had she gotten it? I thought I'd hidden it effectively! Darn it. I'll have to find a better hiding spot next time. Whatever conversation was going on halted when she said Avengers Tower. Double darn it. They knew, and I was definitely going to die of embarrassment.
"You have a field trip to here?" Clint asked, evidently about to burst out laughing as I slowly nodded my head. There was no way out now.
"Only you kid. Only you…"
The rest of the table burst into fits of uncontrollable giggles and laughs, except for Pepper, who was already threatening Tony with extra meetings, and Natasha, whose face was sporting a content smirk.
"Please don't embarrass me in front of my class…" I say in a fruitless effort to stop them.
"No can do kid. No can do. Our pranks and embarrassing features will be in overdrive and there's nothing you can do about it." Clint replied cheekily, looking at Wanda, Bucky and Natasha. This trip is definitely going to be the death of me. Glaring at the rest of the Avengers, I hastily finish my food and gather up my plate to wash up.
No one's POV
Pepper watched as Peter left the table with a sympathetic gaze before turning back to the rest of the Avengers with a deadly glare.
"If you do anything that causes that boy more harm, I will personally create a punishment suited to each of your worst fears." Pepper coolly stated before following Peter out of the room. She may have not been as deadly as Natasha, but everyone knew she could be just as scary.
"Ok so who's in for embarrassing Peter?" Tony said with a grin as every Avenger including Steve put their hands up.
"Great. So I was thinking, Clint in vents, Bucky's cookies, Natasha's training and Russian language. Are we getting the picture now? Yeah?" Tony started to explain his plans. This was going to be a great day for everyone but Peter.
Friday Morning (Morning of Field Trip)
Peter raced through the school gates just after the bell. He was running late because he was all caught up in the Avengers funny smiles and looks. They were planning something. Something that would not be fun for Peter. Dashing into the classroom at the last possible second, Peter called out his name as Mr Crooks read it out off attendance.
"Just in time Mr Parker. You should be more organised or you may get a tardy next time." Mr Crooks said with a clipped tone.
"Sorry sir," Peter replied.
Peter walked quickly to his shared desk with Ned as Mr Crooks went over some final information before the class boarded the bus.
"I thought you weren't gonna make it for a sec Pete," Ned remarked.
"Yeah well, they're planning something and I don't know what it is. I got a bit caught up. Sorry." Peter replied, genuinely scared for what was to come.
"Alright, class. On to the bus. Stark Industries, here we come!" Mr Crooks exclaimed. It was quickly drowned out by the cheers of the other students as they all piled on to the bus.
The bus ride was filled with nervous and excited chatter from all the students, wondering what they were going to see. Ned was rambling excitedly on the seat next to Peter.
Peter POV
"Dude. Dude! How cool is this! We get to go to the home of the Avengers! Not to mention all the awesome tech there is at Stark Industries. Oh my gosh, this is like the best field trip ever! How are you not excited? This is like a dream come true!" Ned said in a rush and he gushed about the upcoming trip.
"Ned, I am literally going home for a field trip. I've seen everything before, in fact, I see it almost every day. And, you were literally there like a week ago for dinner. You've met all the Avengers." I replied tiredly. I was not in the mood for this. All I wanted to do was go into my lab and finish my designs for my web-shooters. But of course, fate had to screw me over and take me home for school.
Just then Flash leaned over the back of his seat, the one in front of Ned and mine.
"Yo Penis! Are you ready for all your lies to be exposed?" he whisper yelled, just quiet enough so Mr Crooks didn't hear.
"Rack off Flash. I really am an intern." I stated.
"Yeah right. Like they would choose Puny Parker over anyone else. Like me for example. The only reason I haven't gotten an internship is that they don't hire high schoolers. Yeah, that's right. I looked it up. There's no way you have an internship."
I was so done with Flash's taunts. Tuning them out I stared out the window, watching the bus make it's familiar route to the doors of Stark Industries and Avengers Tower.
As the bus pulled up at the front of the tower, all the students hastily gathered their stuff and stampeded to the door, all eager to get off the bus and see the inside of one of the most iconic buildings in New York. I hung back, careful to not get trampled as the class filed off the bus and entered the building. Even though it was just the lobby, it was an impressive sight. Large windows and high ceilings gave way to technologically advanced notice boards and schedules. Our tour guide noticed the large group of students enter the room and waved them over to the front desk to collect badges for clearance.
Before I could follow them, however, Mr Crooks grabbed my shoulder, forcing me to stop in my path.
"Now Peter, I can't send you home because we're already here but if you don't stop this lying business I will be forced to give you two weeks worth detention and few days suspension. I talked it over with the principal and he agrees. You can't make a fool of us, this is a very prestigious tour and we can't afford for you to screw it up for the whole class." Mr Crooks half yelled at me.
"I really am sorry sir, but I do have an internship here," I replied hesitantly. I couldn't lie, Dad had given me an official internship a few weeks after I moved into the tower.
"Alright, that's it. Two weeks detention and three days suspension starting Monday. And you have to be in sight of me for the whole tour." he stated. My heart deflated. How could I explain this without telling him I'd been adopted by Tony Stark? I was saved by the tour guide calling Mr Crooks and I over to get our badges.
"Ok, so here you go sir, this is your security clearance badge." our tour guide explained.
"And I'm sorry but I appear to be missing one, what's your name dear?"
"Peter Parker, but it's ok, I have my own." I rushed out quietly so that the rest of my class and Mr Crooks couldn't hear.
"Are you sure?" I nodded. "Alright then. This way, follow me."
We followed the guide to the entryway to the tower, the security gates connected to FRIDAY.
"Ok class. My name is Dr Emma Taylor, and I will be your tour guide today. You can just call me Emma." The class's roar of chatter quieted down so they could hear everything. The whole class was enraptured.
"I am a Beta Level 5 employee here at Stark Industries and I am Assisting Head of the Biomechanics Division of Research and Development. Today we will be visiting some of the lower level intern labs as well as some of the upper-level R & D labs. We will also see the avengers museum for those of you interested in that aspect of Stark Industries as well." After her statement about the Avengers, everyone started talking again. It was obvious the entire class was excited to be in the same place as the Avengers.
"Alright. Ok, settle down now. Please get into a single file line and head through the security gates." Emma shouted over the din. Hesitantly the class gathered in a straight line behind the gates. Flash was in the front, as usual as he pushed himself in front of the other students.
"Ok, now head on through the gate."
Flash began to walk through the security when a loud voice rang out through its speakers.
" Eugene, Flash, Thompson. Delta-1. Welcome Flash."
Flash whirled around looking for the source of the voice as Emma laughed.
"Don't worry, that's just FRIDAY, Mr Stark's AI. She runs the whole building and has cameras everywhere. Say hello FRIDAY."
"Hello, Midtown High. Welcome to Stark Industries. Enjoy your tour." A couple of students said hi back.
"Ok, continue through, please. I'd like to get this tour started."
One by one, the class filed through the system, with FRIDAY calling out each student's name and their Delta-1 clearance level. Until it was my turn. I had hidden at the back of the line and waited until everyone had gone through before I attempted to race through myself. Unfortunately, Emma noticed I was still on the wrong side of the gate and called the attention of my class as I was entering.
"Hurry up, please. We must get going." Emma called out. Darn, now the whole class was watching and listening as I stepped the gate. I was praying for a miracle.
"Miniboss, Peter Parker, Alpha-10. Welcome home Peter, would you like me to inform Boss or Mrs Stark of your presence?" FRIDAY stated in her calm tone after I walked through the gate. I said a silent thankyou to FRIDAY and Dad that they took of the Stark ending to my name. Now that would have caused some questions.
"No thankyou FRIDAY. I'm sure Da- Mr Stark already knows I'm here anyway." I said dejectedly.
"I'm sorry Peter but you are correct. I can, however, lock down sections of the vents so Mr Barton cannot drop down onto you as they had previously planned."
"Thankyou FRIDAY. That would be great."
The class watched my exchange with FRIDAY with confused expressions. Blushing, I dashed over behind Ned and tried to hide from Flash and Emma.
No one's POV
"Does anyone have any questions before we start?" Emma asked trying to diffuse the tension.
"Excuse me, but what do the different numbers mean?" a student asked from the class mass.
"Great question. The different numbers are the levels of clearance you have. It corresponds to how high of an employee you are and which floors are accessible to you." Emma explained. "Now, you all have Delta-1 passes, which means that they will deactivate after you leave the premises, but you can keep them as a souvenir. It also means that you must be accompanied by someone with a Gamma-4 pass or up, otherwise, you will be stuck on whatever floor you are on. Delta passes go from 1 to 3, and are used for visitors to the tower, for tours - level 1, press - level 2 and frequent visitors - level 3."
At this, some students began to fidget nervously, obviously wondering what would happen if they were accidentally left on a floor. How would they get out?
"Gamma passes are for interns and range from 1 to 5 depending on the number of years spent interning at the company and which division you are in. Beta passes are for regular employees and also range from 1 to 5. I am a Beta-5 employee so the highest of the Beta passes. Alpha passes are for important heads of departments, government officials, SHIELD agents and the Avengers with their family. Alpha passes go from 1 to 10 and from level 5 and up you can access some of the Avengers floors. Level 8 and 9 are the live in Avengers and level 10 is just for Tony and Pepper Stark and I think one other person." Emma finished explaining the complicated process and the few who heard Peter's clearance began were shocked.
"Emma? Why does Puny Parker have an Alpha-10 clearance?" Flash shouted over the whole class.
"You are not authorised to ask that question Mr Thompson," FRIDAY stated through the speakers scaring Flash a little. Peter breathed a small sigh of relief. At least he didn't have to answer the question.
Peter POV
"Ok students. Now that we are through security let's get this tour started, shall we? This way to the elevator." Emma said eager to leave the confusion behind.
As the class and Mr Crooks followed Emma, Flash grabbed me by the elbow and shoved me against a wall.
"You think you're so clever, don't you. I know you hacked that robot lady. How much did you have to pay to get the Emma person not to arrest you? Huh? Oh wait, you're poor. You must have begged." Flash taunted angrily.
"Back off Flash. Don't you remember Emma saying FRIDAY had cameras everywhere?" I replied coolly, trying to shake Flash away from my now bruising arm.
"Fine. But don't think I'm not onto you Penis Parker."