Peter was sitting in his room finishing up the last bit of homework he needed done for Monday. Yes, it was only Friday, but he wanted it out of the way before the weekend, so he wouldn't have to worry how late his patrols would take.

The apartment was buzzing with the vibrations from May's music. She loved to crank it up when she was cleaning,, and Peter didn't really mind. He hummed along as he wrote out the last algebra equation.

At first no one heard the knock on the front door. Then Peter caught it on the second attempt.

"May, someone is at the door!" He yelled trying to get the last calculation done.

Since they weren't expecting company May didn't bother turning the music down. Solicitors lasted about two minutes after she started in on them, so she didn't expect this to last long.

Peter paused when the music was shut off and heard his Aunt stammer just a bit. She never stammered, that was his thing.

Taking comfort in the fact his Spidey-senses weren't going off he peered around his bedroom door curiously. His stomach then decided it was going to jump up and join his tonsils in the back of his throat.

Tony Stark. The Tony Stark. Genius, billionaire, self-proclaimed playboy, philanthropist was standing in his living room.

He was going into fanboy mode. He didn't want to, he didn't want to embarrass himself in front of the man he idolized but he wasn't sure how he was going to get himself to stop. Fortunately, or unfortunately depending on how you looked at it, Mr. Stark took some of the glamor off himself when he smirked widely and kissed the top of May's hand making her blush just a bit.

Not wanting to see anyone flirt with his aunt Peter quickly cleared his throat and waited for the adults to acknowledge he was in the room.

Both turned to him and Peter lost all courage as the sheer presence of the man made him falter.

"Peter!" May exclaimed before rushing over to take his arm. She guided him to stand in front of the Billionaire. "Mr. Stark was just telling me he wanted to come see you personally about your internship interview!"

"Uh, um -yeah? Hi, Mr. Stark – Ironman, sir! I'm, I am Peter." Peter shot his hand out quickly to shake but the man seemed not to notice so he pulled it back, unsure of himself.

"It is a pleasure to meet you Pete, and call me Tony," He said as he walked a few steps into the living room looking at the various photos on the walls. "I must say when I looked over the notes from your interview with Pepper I was impressed, and your paper on my arc reactor was a great read. Then to see your name crop up again on a top secret project that no one is even suppose to know about yet, wow, I had to come meet you myself and personally congratulate you on your successful application."

Peter stood there shocked for a full thirty seconds.

"Suc-Successful application? You mean, I got it? I am now working at Stark tower?" He gasped.

Tony flashed him a smile.

"Provided you say yes of course. You weren't thinking of turning me down were ya kid?"

"Oh-oh god no Mr. Stark, I mean, this is awesome! Yes! Yes, I most definitely accept!" Peter gushed then continued to ramble for a bit longer. The amused billionaire finally cut him off.

"Great. I have some papers for your Aunt to sign and you can get your stuff together for the orientation weekend."

"Orientation weekend?" Peter repeated.

"Two night, all inclusive stay at Stark tower in order for me to properly gauge your skills. With parental permission and liability waiver pending of course." Tony typed a few things into his phone and a hologram popped up for a series of legal looking documents.

Peter looked over to May and waited to gauge her reaction.

"Wow, Mr. Stark, do you take this much initiative with all your new hires?" May asked as she flipped through the papers reading the fine print.

"Honestly, no. I try not to get involve with Pepper's hires, nor do I want the responsibility." He admitted causing May to pause in her reading and look at him confused, "Peter will not be a Stark Industries intern."

Peter felt his heart drop and confusion twist his stomach.

"So what kind of intern will he be?" May asked with a look that clearly showed the answer better be good for putting her nephew through this rollercoaster of emotions.

"Mr. Parker will be my personal intern. He will work for me directly."

Peter almost had a heart attack right there. May smirked at the look on his face and went back to flipping through the papers to make sure Stark was being level with her and her nephews' interests were well taken care of.

"You alright there, kid?" Tony asked as Peter leaned forward on his knees taking deep breaths.

"This is the best day of my life!" He declared. "Wait till I tell Ned! This is amazing!"

"Peter," May said. Peter looked up at her with a smile that would light the sun, "Go pack a bag while me and Mr. Stark hash out the rest of this paper work."

The teen practically ran from the room in his excitement.

First thing he did was shove his spider-man suit into the bottom of his bag, he would try and get at least one patrol in. He wore his web shooters because you could never know when they might be needed. He changed his shirt to a cleaner one with a science pun on the front then threw a couple more in his bag along with pants and boxers.

He glanced around the room and wondered what else he would need at the tower. Nothing came to mind, so he grabbed his phone and positioned himself in the bedroom door with Mr. Stark and his aunt in the background of a selfie.

The picture was immediately sent to his best friend Ned, who in return blew up his phone with questions of what, where and why.

He gave him the quick notes before bonding out to the living room not wanting to keep Tony Stark waiting.

"Alright. Well this all seems in order." May said looking over at Peter. She then turned a hard glare at Tony. "I would assume it goes with out saying that you are to take care of my boy? Proper meals, reasonable bed time, and not working him too hard, he is only fifteen!"

"Of course, Mrs. Parker," Tony said kissing May's hand again and flashing her a smile. "I will make sure he doesn't do anything he doesn't do at home!"

"Well, ok then," May pulled Peter in for a hug obviously feeding of his excitement, "You have fun and make sure you text me lots! And pictures, of anything that isn't classified!"

"Got it May!" Peter was quick to kiss her cheek and bounced out the door behind Tony. "Love you!" He shot over his shoulder as they left.

It took a one-hour car ride through the city to Stark tower for Tony to take a liking to the kid. His boundless energy, sharp mind and innocence were quite endearing.

He didn't even mind that the kid literally never shut up. The only moment of silence came when they could finally see the tower.

Peter couldn't help it when he literally giggled at the sight. The giggle turned to bewilderment as Tony pulled into the underground parking that was camouflaged as a loading bay. The floor dropped down to a ramp in front of them and the billionaire eased the Audi into his personal parking space.

"This is sooooo cooool!" He whispered.

Tony smiled and soaked up the look of awe on the boys' face.

"Easy kid, this is just where I park. Wait till you see my lab!" Tony snickered.

At those words Tony was pretty sure he gave the kid the second heart attack of the evening.

Peter was thinking the same thing. He closed his eyes and counted back from twenty trying to stay grounded before he made a complete ass of himself.

"OK, ok, ok! I am good! Your lab!? Really?" His big brown eyes stared at Tony with what could only be described as hero worship.

They took Tony's personal elevator up to level 72 where they entered the man's personal labs. The door itself was locked with a keycode, retinal scan, and of course FRIDAY.

"Hey FRIDAY!" Peter said without thinking. The odds of the AI remembering him were slim.

"Hello Peter! Nice to see you again!"

Tony paused at the warm tone FRIDAY took with the boy.

"Nice to be here! Did Mr. Stark tell you I will be interning for him?!"

"He did Peter. Provided this weekend goes well he has you listed for Alpha level clearances, with some restrictions."

Peter paused and looked at Tony confused.

"What's Alpha level clearance?"

"That means you will be able to come and go as you please from this lab, and the upper floors of the tower, if you prove to me you are as good as I think you are. But kid, you must earn that trust ok? I am not just going to hand you an all access pass without proof mu judgement wasn't misplaced." Tony warned. He punched in his code and waved the teen into his lab.

Peter seemed to straighten at the man's words, eager to prove he had what it took. He forgot that though when he entered the lab and quickly reverted to a kid in the candy store.

"FRIDAY, order three extra large pizza's please. Works." Tony snickered before following the teen.

Five hours later both were happily tinkering away and filling themselves up on cold pizza

Tony watched as the kid put some finishing touches on a new prosthetic arm for Barnes'. Normally he wouldn't have let anyone touch it, but this kid was quickly growing on him, and had even made a suggestion that Tony hadn't thought of before. So, there he was, leaning over the boy's shoulder talking him through the procedure.

Neither noticed a third party enter the lab. Only once they finished the delicate work did said party clear their throat.

"Ah-hum," Pepper Potts coughed, both guys turned to her as one. Tony looked like a kid caught with his hand in the cookie jar, the actual kid looked extremely pleased with himself.

"Hello Ms. Potts!" He greeted cheerfully.

"Hello Peter. I must admit I am surprised to see you here, on this floor, with Tony." She said looking pointedly at the man himself.

"Oh well, you see Pepper hun, I invited our newest intern to spend the weekend, so I could see what he was made of!" Tony said, lacking his normal confidence now that he faced his significant other, "And don't worry Mrs. Parker signed all the proper paperwork and waivers for him to be here!"
"Newest intern? The committee hasn't even made it's final decisions yet." She stated. Peter fidgeted nervously and glanced at Tony.

"Well yes, the junior stark internships are still up for grabs, but young Mr. Parker here already has an internship, so you should probably take him off your list." Tony grinned at the stunned look on Pepper's face. "Pepper Pots, you have met Pete, my personal intern, right? He officially works for me."

Peter fidgeted again.

"How about I go get us some drinks?" Peter asked suddenly, not liking the tension in the room.

"Yes, thank you Peter, that would be great." Pepper said, cutting Tony off.

As soon as he left Tony dove into his thoughts excitedly before Pepper could chastise him.

"This kid is amazing Pep. His IQ is about level with my own and you wouldn't believe how quick he picks things up! He just upgraded Bucky's arm with barely any help from me. He has potential!"

"You have never hired any one, ever, Tony! You don't take interest in people. What makes this kid so different!"

Tony smirked knowingly.

"I admit I had a different reason for bringing him here. I really just thought I would confront him on something then pass him off to you once I was done but this kid is actual someone I want to keep around."

"What were you going to confront him on?" Pepper asked quickly, not liking that Tony was keeping something from her.

"Not my secret to tell Pep, sorry. But we will see how the weekend goes."

She didn't like that answer but to see Tony take this much interest in anyone that wasn't him was refreshing.

Just then Peter hesitantly poked his head in the door. Once he realized the two weren't fighting and seemed to have come to an understanding he happily joined then with waters.

Another hour and Pepper made it a point to shut the lab down, stating that one in the morning was late enough for a fifteen-year-old. Tony whined more then the kid did but they both listened and followed her up to the residential floor.

Peter continued to chat away as the billionaire opened the door to the spare bedroom.

"This is you," Tony advised, "It has its own bathroom and there is a communal kitchen down the hall on the left. If you need me just ask FRIDAY. I am on the floor above."

"OK. Thanks Mr. Stark! I still can't believe I am here!"

"Night kid, try not to gush all over my new rugs eh?"

Peter flopped on the bed and wrote a quick message to May then shot off a huge book to Ned, telling him everything that he got to do and touch.

The two fanboyed together for another half an hour before Peter said good night and rolled over on his bed.

It was all too surreal.

Any thought of patrolling was squashed when FRIDAY informed him the windows at this level did not open. Sighing he put on his pajamas and laid down. New York would have to survive without him this weekend.