Nick Fury looked around the room as all the Avengers stared between them. "For what?" Spiderman asked. His voice shook slightly, showing the director just how young this guy is.
"I think you know why."
"Um, well you see I'm actually busy right now."
"Oh, I'm sure you'll have all the time. But what we need to speak about is a matter of importance."
"What's this about Fury? Does this have to do with whatever was in that folder?" Tony asked as he sat forward. Nick turned to the man and raised an eyebrow.
"Did you-"
"No, iceman over here wouldn't let me, but I feel like if it's enough to get the kid to help us, we should know what it is."
Nick thought about it for a moment before looking at the boy in red, black and blue. "I suppose you're right-"
"No!" The kid yelled. All eyes fell on him. "we can talk somewhere private."
Nick tilted his head before nodding and looking to his best team. A raise of an eyebrow sent an unspoken question. Captain America stood and motioned for the team to do the same. "Let's give them the room."
After a moment of hesitation, everyone stood and filed out. Tony trailed slowly, purposely walking at a snail's pace. "Tony," the first avenger said in slight annoyance. The scientist rolled his eyes before walking out of the room.
When the room became empty, Nick looked at the boy who looked to be standing in a frozen like state. Walking forward, he came to a stop at the back of the sofa.
"I believe you have something that belongs to me."
"I guess I do," Spiderman whispered.
Fury nodded. "So I think it would be wise for you to return it."
Spiderman remained still as he looked at the man with an eye patch. "Why do you want Peter?"
"That's a need to know. You don't need to know."
Shaking his head, Spiderman looked down at his feet. "I can't do that. I can't give you back the file."
"Why's that? Did you lose it?"
"No."
Fury narrowed his eye. "Young man, I don't have time to play games with you."
"I'm not playing games."
Releasing a frustrated sigh, Fury ran a hand over his bald head. "Listen, this is bigger than you and I. I have the federal government on my head. I need that file."
"No. Sorry."
"It's a matter of national security! I need that file back and now!" Fury shouted in frustration. Spiderman jumped and backed away from the man. The sound of a door opening caught both of their attention. Fury and Spiderman looked towards it and saw a redhead standing in the doorway, staring at them with wide eyes.
"What is going on here?"
"Miss. Potts," Fury said evenly with a nod. "I never got to congratulate you, on the engagement."
"Thank you," she said with a smile as her eyes wandered behind him to the boy standing against the wall. "And who is this?"
"This is Spiderman."
The boy lifted a hand and waved. "So, you're the kid who webbed my fiance up."
Under the mask, Peter's face heated up. "Yeah sorry about that."
She nodded slowly before looking at Fury. "Do you know where Tony is?"
"Not at the moment. The Avengers gave us the room so we could speak in private."
"Sounds more like the start of a shouting match." She observed.
"It's nothing."
Walking forward she came to a stop next to Fury. Looking between the two she raised an eyebrow. Glancing at Spiderman, she could easily tell he was a child. Looking at Fury she set him with a disapproving look.
"He's a kid."
"Yes, I am aware."
She opened her mouth to say something but another door opened. Clint came through with the rest of the Avengers trailing behind. "Done yet?"
"No."
"Yes," Pepper said firmly. Tony saw his fiance and smiled. As he went to hug her, she pushed him back. He gave her a small pout. "Tony Stark, why are you allowing this man to question a minor on our home? No lawyer, or supervision."
"It's just Fury. Besides I had Friday listening in. If anything happened she would have notified me. Why do you think we came back in. Friday warned us that things were getting a little loud."
Pepper looked at him with disapproval before shaking her head. Turning to Spiderman, she gave the boy a gentle smile. "I'm sure none of them, especially Tony, has used any manners. Would you like anything to drink?"
"No thanks, I'm good," Spiderman said but the rumbling of his stomach argued.
"Something to eat it is," Pepper said as she walked into the kitchen.
"No, that's really not necessary," he objected.
"Kid, it's better to just go along with what she says. She can be very convincing," Tony said with a smirk.
"I'm fine, really Mr. Stark," Spiderman objected again. The simple thought of him eating while Savannah and her brothers sat in a tunnel almost starving seemed wrong.
Shaking his head, the scientist set a glare upon the boy. "Mr. Stark is my father. You can call me Tony."
"Mr. Tony," the boy said as he tried it out.
"No, just Tony."
"I was raised to call a person by their proper title."
"That's fine and dandy, but if you call me anything but Tony, I won't answer."
Spiderman opened his mouth to speak but Fury interrupted. "I hate to break this up, but we were not done speaking."
"Right," Hawkeye voice. "You said you wanted to talk to the kid, not yell at him." The archer sat casually on the sofa as if this were any other day. Pepper walked in with a plate of food in her hand, glancing around as if she were getting a fill for the room. Walking past Fury, she stopped a few feet in front of Spiderman and held out the plate. The eyes to the mask landed on her as she waited for him to take the plate. When he didn't reach for it, she raised an eyebrow.
"No thank you," Spiderman said politely with a shake of his head.
"We're not done taking," Fury repeated loudly. All eyes fell on him "When we're done, then you can have as much fun-"
"I already said no," Spiderman said in annoyance as he shook his head.
"Young man, I don't think you understand the seriousness of what I'm saying," the man with the eye patch's voice carried across the room. Now it wasn't what was said that got the liquid in Spider Man's stomach to start boiling, it was the manner of which it was spoken. Licking his lips, the human spider fought to keep his voice level. "I said no. You can't have it, because from what I saw some of it doesn't even belong to you."
Pepper and all the Avengers looked between the two males. Fury's face twisted from a frown to a glare as he took a step towards the boy, but Pepper stepped in his way. "I think that will be all for today. He needs food and rest."
"Right," Steve chimed in. "Besides you mentioned the mission is time-sensitive. We all should get some rest."
Taking in the room, Fury nodded before looking at the vigilante. "Fine, but we are not done with this conversation."
Spiderman nodded, "For now we are."
Fury deepened his glare at the boy, oblivious to the fact that rage was boiling below the surface. "Clearly, your parents didn't teach you any manners," Fury mumbled.
Nobody else reacted but due to Spiderman's super hearing, he heard the comment. His mind yelled at him that he was overreacting but his body refused to listen. Spiderman swung his arm up and shot a web at the one-eyed man. He watched as his web splattered across his chest, sending him flying back before landing on the ground. Shouts of protest filled the air. Bringing his arm down, his feet automatically started taking his body towards his prey.
"What did the Spider say to the fly?" Spiderman asked as he continued his slow advancement toward the fallen director. Tony grabbed Pepper by the arm and pulled her out of the way as Hawkeye jumped up and came between Spiderman and Fury.
"Woah, slow down kid."
The archer held up his hands to ward off any future attacks. War Machine and the Falcon flanking him. Captain America rushed over, picking up the other man off the floor.
"Why don't we all settle down?" Falcon voiced. While Fury dusted himself off, Captain America gave the webbing on the man's chest a once over.
"Good luck getting that off. That shit is strong," Tony snickered but stopped when he received an elbow in the gut by his future wife. "Well, it is."
Fury glared at the boy before Captain America spoke up. "I think it's best if you leave for now until we can find Parker." Fury's eye turned to him.
"Excuse me?"
"It's clear that you being here is upsetting him-"
"That's an understatement," Black Widow said from where she remained sitting.
"-and we need him here to help us."
Fury didn't respond, instead, he stood there as if he were debating, before he turned and left. As the elevator closed behind him, all eyes fell on the masked child. Silence surrounded them as Pepper bent down to pick up the food that was dropped when Tony pulled her out of the way.
"Can we expect more random temper tantrums in the future?" Tony asked as he eyed the boy with an analyzing gaze. The mask turned to him and Tony stared straight at it without flinching.
"Do you agree to the conditions?"
Tony looked around the room as everyone nodded in agreeance. Releasing a sigh, he nodded. "Fine kid, we agree."
"Good."
"Okay, not that we are all on the same page, let's take this to the kitchen. Let's get some real food." Pepper voiced.
