Thanks for the sweet reviews! I'm looking for a beta/ someone to bounce ideas off of if anyone has time and would be interested pm me. I hope everyone liked the last chapter it was my favorite, I loved getting the whole family together for some snark. Anon I think you're right I really cannot see Peter telling Steve and Tony that he's spiderman I think thats why I've been stuck.Anyway this chapter is short and a bit goofy but enjoy!

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"Why were you so late?" Ned asked stepping into the lunch line with Peter.

"Hurt my shoulder last night and when Pops found out we had to play 20 questions."

"Did you tell them?" Ned whispered as he grabbed a tray and a carton of milk. "You know about... you know who."

"You and Evie... no I didn't. Just said I snuck out." Peter rolled his eyes. "I can't just tell them."

"Come on." Ned smiled, "They're superheroes wouldn't they be excited?"

"No. Furious? Forbid me from ever going out as... you know who. Ground me for life." Peter whispered. "That all just sounds like the tip of the iceberg."

"Whispering is not your strong suit, Rogers." MJ said elbowing her way next to Peter in line.

Rogers was the last name all the children used at school, Tony had seen no issues with Stark- Rogers but Steve had thought that perhaps keeping them under the radar would be wise. And while Stark was a solid last name, perhaps even easier to spell- and it paired well with Rogers. Steve had argued that a name like Stark would put attention on the children, after all nothing quite said subtle like having a building in Manhattan with your name plastered across the skyline. Then again, nothing was subtle about Tony Stark.

"How'd you get hurt?" Ned asked as the trio took their trays over to a table.

"Got dropped onto pigeon spikes."

"Like the kind to keep pigeons from sitting on buildings?"

"Yeah."

"That's embarrassing." MJ snorted as she eyed up her hot dog before poking it. "We're in a city famous for hot dogs and this is what is what we try to pass for one."

"Not Nathan's?"

"As if." MJ said taking a bite hot dog.

"Maybe your dad could do something about our lunches?" Ned said nudging Peter.

"Only if you feel like shawarma all the time." Peter rolled his eyes. "Ask Evie. She seems to be down to call the school board."

"Where is Evie?" Ned asked. "I meant to thank her for yesterday."

"Suspended."

"Seriously?!" Ned squeaked.

"Makes sense." MJ pushed aside her tray, "She did break Vickson's jaw."

"I suppose." Ned sighed. "Is he?"

"I think so? Rumor is she threatened to call the school board if Morris let him back to school before her." Peter rolled his eyes. "She said Pops was ready to kill her."

MJ laughed at the thought as Ned ate his hot dog.

"God this is awful, what's shawarma?"