There is going to be Russian in the story. If it's not translated, that means it's either baby spider, ребенок паук, or mama spider, мама паук. Got it? Good. Here's the story.
"Mr. Parker! Please pay attention in my class."
"Sorry, sir. I just zoned out." was the reply.
"Since you don't feel the need to pay attention in my class, you should know this. What is the answer to this problem?" Mr. Smith was probably the worst teacher in the school. It wasn't that he didn't teach, because he did. He was just the meanest teacher. To his surprise, Peter Parker answered the question correctly, and quickly too. "Anyway, because this class got the highest test grades, I have scheduled a field trip for Friday. We will be going to Stark Industries!" Cue shouts of excitement from the class, and groaning from Peter. MJ just looked disinterested.
"Great", he muttered,"A field trip to my own house. Just great."
MJ smirked. "I guess now I'll get the official tour."
"Ohmygoshohmygoshohmygosh!" Ned squealed. "We're going to Stark Industries!" MJ rolled her eyes.
"You've been there plenty of times already," she pointed out.
"Yeah, but like you said, we haven't gotten the official tour yet."
"Guys, that's great and all, but I live there. The Avengers are like my aunts and uncles. Heck, I even call them my aunts and uncles! They're going to embarrass me to death," Peter complained. Ned and MJ just laughed at that.
"Hey Puny Parker, get ready to be exposed!" Cue another groan from Peter. This time, though, he was just really really annoyed.
"What do you want, Eugene?" Peter asked.
"Well, I want you to stop being a liar and admit that you don't have an internship at Stark Industries," Flash said. "Besides, it's obviously a lie because you aren't smart enough to get an internship there."
"Flash, you're a reserve on the decathlon team for a reason," said MJ in a bored tone. He flushed at that, and walked away angrily.
"Thanks, MJ," said Peter.
"It was easy, loser," MJ replied.
"You know you love me," he teased.
"Do I?" she wondered. Peter placed a hand over his heart in fake hurt.
"Hate to break it up, lovebirds, but the bell's about to ring," said Ned. As if on cue, the bell rang. When they got outside the school, Happy pulled up in his car.
"That's my ride. Bye, guys!"
When Peter got home, he said hi to the front desk lady and went to the security gate. After scanning his card, he walked into the elevator and said,"F.R.I.D.A.Y., can you take me to the 100th floor?"
"Of course, miniboss," was the answer.
Peter walked into the common room to see everyone watching a Mario Kart match between his dad and his мама паук. He waited until Nat won, and then said,"Hi, guys!" A chorus of "Hey, Pete!" and "How was your day?" came from the Avengers when they saw him.
"Dad, where's Mom?" Peter asked.
"She's in her office right now." Tony replied. "Why?"
"No reason, jus-"
"Just that he has a field trip to his own house!" crowed Clint gleefully. (A/N get it? crowed? like a bird? and Clint is Hawkeye? oh, never mind) Cue another groan from Peter, and laughter coming from all corners of the room.
"You just had to tell them," he muttered. Clint smirked.
"Yes, yes I did. F.R.I.D.A.Y., could you tell Pepper to get up here? She needs to sign this permission slip," he said, cracking up even more.
"Lemme see," commanded Nat. As she looked at it, she snickered. When Peter glared at her, she just said, "Sorry, ребенок паук. It's funny! I mean, who else would get to go on a field trip to their own home?"
"Who's going on a field trip to their own home?"
"Mom! Can you tell them to stop embarrassing me? Please?" Peter begged. Pepper just smiled, reached over to take the slip from Natasha, and signed it.
"Sorry, Junior, you're going on this trip. It'll be a good experience," his mom informed him, smiling. Peter had a sad, betrayed look on his face, and it was adorable.
The next morning, when he was about to leave the penthouse, Clint yelled after him, "Don't forget the permission slip!"
Okay, there's the first chapter. Hope you enjoyed it. Please review! :)