Hey! I just whipped this up real quick in between working on my other story, We Lose and We Gain.
Prompt: Peter lifts Thor's hammer, and Tony is in shock
- SpiderFanWrites
''Boss, Peter had arrived.''
''Thank you, Friday, tell him to get something to eat then come down here.''
''Mr. Parker has been informed of your instructions.''
Tony threw a screwdriver from under the car, barely making it onto the desk full of tools and still knocking a few others off. The room was almost silent aside from the sound of a wrench working away on the underneath of a car. The usually blasting music had been turned off automatically when Peter entered the building. He hadn't realized until recently that it had bothered his enhanced senses. Feeling extremely guilty he made sure to have Friday shut the music off completely as soon as Peter stepped foot int the building.
''Mr. Stark, you'll never believe what happened today!'' Peter blurted before Tony even realized he was in the room.
Tony pulled himself out from under the flashy vehicle, to look at the kid. He had a huge grin on his face, and his big brown eyes were lit up.
He couldn't even hide his own smile at the pure excitement of the teen before him. He quickly wiped his grease covered hands on an also grease covered rag before answering. ''Yeah?''
''A bunch of students from schools all around New York with good grades were picked to go on a field trip to this famous science museum in London! It's for a few weeks in the summer and get this, me, Mj, and Ned all got picked! Apparently, we have some of the highest grades in the school.''
That wasn't hard to believe. In fact, he didn't doubt that Peter had some of the highest grades in New York. ''That's great kiddo. Hey, I'm really proud of you, you know that? You're a smart kid. Keep up the good work, it'll get you far.''
Peter was now beaming. Tony couldn't help but notice how happy he got when he gave him even a simple compliment. It was hard to understand why a kid like Peter had such little confidence. He was a literal genius, and not to mention superhero. He had the kindest little soul ever, and he was the most selfless person Tony had ever met.
''Thank you, Mr. Stark. Hey, you need any help with that?'' He asked, pointing towards what he believed to be a white Camaro.
''Yeah, I actually just finished fixing it up, but I do need to screw some stuff back in. You mind handing me tools?''
''No problem, um what do you need?''
Tony was already lying flat on his back under the car. ''There are some screws on that desk by the lamp.''
It took Peter a minute to find what he wanted but after a bit of rummaging around he found a pile of screws beside a strange looking light. Was that really a lamp?
''Thank you.'' Tony accepted the screws and immediately got to work putting the car back together. He was having a hard time holding onto them due to his still greasy fingers. He contemplated wiping them off on his jeans, but that along with his shirt was also covered in oil and even more grease. ''Hey, could you hand me a clean rag from under the sink.''
Setting down his phone that he gotten out to entertain himself with until the car was fixed, Peter walked over to the sink and grabbed a towel. After dampening it on one side he hurried over and tossed it into Tony's hand.
The room was quiet for about five minutes before Tony was sighing in frustration. ''Ah screw it. Just get me a hammer.'' Then with hesitation he added, ''please.'' The last thing he wanted was for Peter to think he was mad at him.
''There's only a small two ounce one. Do you want that?''
''Nah that won't work,'' he sighed thinking for a moment. ''I think I left a bigger one in the kitchen, when I was fixing the light switch Thor blew up.''
''I'll go get it!''
''Thanks bud.''
Minutes later Friday was allowing Peter access to the lab. ''There were two hammers and I didn't know which one you wanted so I just brought both.''
''I didn't bring two ham-'' Tony's mouth fell open in surprise as he pulled himself out from under the car. He tried to hide his shock, but even as he closed his mouth his eyes bulged at the sight before him.
There stood Peter holding a regular sized hammer in one hand, and Mjolnir in the other. Peter obviously didn't understand that this was no ordinary hammer.
Tony opened his mouth to speak but words failed him and instead he made a very a high- pitched squeak not different from that of a mouse.
''Mr. Stark? Are you okay?''
''Yeah, yeah. I'm, I'm fine.'' Trying hard to regain his composer. ''Do you know what that is?''
''Um, your hammer?'' Peter shrugged, now effortlessly swinging it around his wrist.
''Pete, that's not my hammer. It's Thor's.''
''Oh. Wait what does Thor need a hammer fo-'' Peter's eyes went wide with realization. ''Oh my gosh, I'm holding Mjolnir! Does this mean, I'm worthy?''
''Yes.''
''Woah! This is so cool, Mr. Stark can you take a picture?''
''Friday?''
''Photos have been taken from all angles sir.''
''There you go.'' Tony shrugged.
''Can you lift it?''
''Nope.''
''But that doesn't make any sense. If Mr. Rodgers can lift it why can't you? You're way better than him.''
Tony's heart swelled. ''Ah, I don't know about that kid.''
Before Peter could try to convince him otherwise the door to the lab burst open and Natasha, Clint, Rhodey, and Bruce charged in.
''I KNEW IT!'' Shouted Rhodey.
''Nice job kid,'' Clint grinned.
''Who gave you guys access to my lab?''
Everyone pointed towards Bruce he paled, throwing his hands up in defense. ''Hey, she threatened me!''
''With what?'' Tony asked amused.
''I guess you'll never know.'' She smirked.
''Okay, but are you just going to ignore the fact that your kid is holding the hammer?'' Rhodey questioned.
''He's probably jealous that a kid could pick it up but he can't.'' Clint mumered.
''Yeah, last I checked none of you idiots could pick it up either. And honestly why are you surprised? This kid is a way better person than all of us.'' He realized as he said it that it was completely true. In fact, he wasn't sure why he hadn't got the kid to try and lift it sooner.
''So, who's going to tell Cap?''
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