After trying to salvage the other burnt pizza, they collectively agreed to order pizza instead. F.R.I.D.A.Y. made the call for them and, probably because the order was in Tony Stark's name, it got there in under ten minutes. They ended up leaving the TV off to eat in peace and quiet without the news causing any problems again. Peter tries not to think of all the people seeing the news and believing that Spider-Man can't do his job right.
"Why didn't we just order pizza to begin with?" Peter asks after swallowing another bite of his pineapple bacon pizza. "It's not like you need to save money or anything like that." When he's finish talking, he's already taking another bite. He's way more hungry than he realized.
"I thought it would be a 'fun bonding experience.'" Tony uses air quotes. Peter brings his eyebrows together in confusion. That doesn't sound like something Mr. Stark would come up with. Bruce stops eating just to stare at Tony skeptically. "At least, that's what Pepper told me," he adds with a shrug. That makes a lot more sense. Bruce hakes his head and chuckles.
"Well, after we're done bonding , we should head up to the Medbay to give you both a once over and finish Peter's checkup," he urges. Peter starts on his next piece of pizza and nods in agreement.
"Pizza first," he mumbles through his full mouth.
"Alright kid, just don't choke." Tony rubs his forehead before combing his hair back with his hand. Peter smiles proudly with his full cheeks. Bruce and Tony work on their pizza and by the time they've finished their respective three pieces, Peter finished his entire pizza. If he wanted to, he could probably eat another one too, but it seems like Bruce really wants to get the physicals done after what happened. After they finish, they take the elevator to the Medbay, even though it's the last thing Tony wants to be doing, and they all get situated in a room.
"Alright, first I want to assess your vitals and make sure the chemicals that guy used isn't in either of your systems still," Bruce informs and continues to ramble using various medical terms as he checks their vitals.
"You do realize that we both have suits that monitor everything, right? We don't need all…" Tony gestures to Bruce's office filled with various medical tools and trinkets "this." Bruce almost looks insulted before placing his glasses in his pocket.
"I may not be this kind of doctor, but I'm still better than a suit that could miss something." It's Tony's turn to look insulted.
"You're assuming that my suits would miss anything. And you know what they say when you assume." He crosses his arms and raises an inquisitive eyebrow. "It makes an ass out of you ." Peter turns to look at Tony, confused.
"I don't think that's how the saying goes," Peter carefully disagrees.
"Kid, don't take the punch out of my comebacks."
"If you two are about finished," Bruce interrupts "I'd like to talk about what I learned about Mysterio." He types on a nearby computer and a hologram springs to life in the center of the room. It's a 3D rendering of Mysterio's suit with certain areas labeled.
"Nice work, Brucy. Actually, I wonder who got those scans for you. It's almost like, I dunno, a highly impressive natural-language user interface did it?" Tony smirks proudly and stands up with his hands clasped in front of him.
"Thank you for saying so, Boss. Dr. Banner did require my assistance to scan the intruder," F.R.I.D.A.Y. confirms. "You're welcome," she adds for good measure, making Peter laugh.
"Alright, alright. Back to the point. We gathered some information based on his fighting style and weapons. Unfortunately, that's about the long and the short of what we got," Bruce explains while rotating the model.
"So, what do we know about him besides the fact that he uses hallucinogens?" Peter asks curiously. He wants to learn as much as possible so that when he gets into a fight next time, Mysterio won't trick him again.
"Well," Bruce highlights the tanks on Mysterio's back "at least one of these has to be the oxygen supply. His helmet is made out of one-way plexiglass, which he most likely uses along with the oxygen tank to make sure he doesn't inhale his own gases. Also," the diagram zooms in to the crook between Mysterio's shoulder and helmet "there's a small projector mounted on his suit that allows him to create incredibly realistic illusions. Especially when he has the advantage of his mist creating a cover. With the mist, it will be almost impossible to distinguish the illusions from reality. Besides touch, obviously."
"Thanks for the positivity, Bruce," Tony comments sarcastically. He walks around the hologram, inspecting it as he rubs his chin. "We don't know what type of hallucinogenic drug he used, huh?" He spins the hologram with the wave of his hand.
"No, but, based on Peter's actions after being exposed to it, my guess is some type of deliriant," Bruce suggests carefully.
"How's that different from other kinds?" Peter may be smart for his age, but it's not like he's looking up types of hallucinogens in his spare time.
"It's the type where you're most likely to hold a conversation with something that isn't there," Tony begins. "You interact with people and objects that your mind creates and you can't tell the difference between that and reality. It can make you aggravated too, so we're lucky Bruce stayed away from the stuff." They would have been way out of their league if the Hulk went psycho.
"That makes sense," Peter considers thoughtfully. "Everything looked clear as day. I thought for sure that the door and window were completely smashed to pieces. And I could, uh, hear his voice. Like, actually hear it. It was intense." He tries to stop the chills from spreading up his arms and chuckles to cover up his anxiety.
"You're lucky your metabolism works at such a fast rate. Once you were away from the gas, your lungs burned through what was left in your body in a matter of seconds. That's why it's so important for us to get your test results. As great as it is that you can burn through the hallucinogen, you can burn through anesthesia just as quickly," Bruce easily explains. He pointedly looks at Tony who is still examining every inch of Mysterio's get-up.
"Somehow he can maneuver through his own smokescreen. He made a decisive attack on Peter. How could he do that with a bowl on his head when even we couldn't see." Tony looks expectantly at both of them. Peter looks at his hands and shrugs his shoulders.
"I don't know…We used heat signatures, but it didn't even work that well." His brain isn't firing on all cylinders right now. He feels sluggish and emotionally as well as physically exhausted. This definitely isn't a feeling that he's used to.
"Maybe some kind of camera system or radar. Peter, did you see anything else on the outside of his suit?" Bruce asks. Peter thinks for a moment before shaking his head. It wasn't really on his mind when he was worried about Toomes. "What about his helmet? You two got a closer look than I could." Once again, he shakes his head. The room falls silent for a few awkward beats and it almost feels crushing. Why can't I be upbeat like I usually am? Tony gives Bruce a knowing look, but they've both noticed the kid's lack of energy.
"How about we deal with this later," Tony suggests. He claps his hands once and rubs them together. "Hey, who wants a movie night? I'll make the popcorn," he offers. Bruce and Peter quickly protest.
"No, no that's alright," Bruce laughs nervously.
"I'm sure there are other, less flammable snacks, Mr. Stark." Peter smiles encouragingly.
"You're on thin ice, kid" Tony points at Peter who laughs. Peter is about to say that Tony likes him too much to get rid of him, but…
"I'm not sure if I have the luxury to be watching movies. I have a lot of projects that I've fallen behind on and-" Bruce starts.
"It's just a few hours at most," Tony interrupts, waving off Bruce's excuses. "You're a smart cookie. You'll figure it out." He gives Bruce an encouraging pat on the back. Once again, they all pile back into the elevator and head up to the penthouse, this time for some well deserved relaxation. Tony immediately walks into the kitchen to start searching for snacks that are hopefully pre-made and edible.
"We're going to pick out some movie choices," Bruce calls to him. They take Tony's silence as a greenlight to start searching through the movie selections. Peter falls back onto one of the many seats of the wrap-around couch and watches the screen as Bruce scrolls through the different movies.
"Can we watch Star Wars?" Peter asks excitedly with a wide grin when he sees it appear on the screen. "Ned and I have Star Wars marathons, like, all the time! We have the special edition DVD sets and go through the Behind the Scenes books as we watch. We actually built the Lego Death Star and it was over three thousand pieces! But then Ned accidentally dropped it but I can't blame him h-"
"You've seen it a million times, kid. You don't need to see it a million and one," Tony cuts in. Peter looks over to him, but Tony hasn't shifted his attention from the giant pantry.
"Awe c'mon, Mr. Stark! It's a classic!" Peter pleads with a groan.
"I know that. I was actually born when it came out and saw it in theaters."
"My age doesn't mean make me any less valid for liking Star Wars," Peter grumbles with a huff.
"Y'know, I'm not a fan of the backtalk," Tony turns to make eye contact with Peter "so how about we relax and pick a movie that we all want like one big, happy, dysfunctional family." Oh, so I don't get to "backtalk" but he can be sarcastic? 'Cause that's fair.
"Alright, alright. We'll keep looking," Bruce does his best to defuse the situation. He continues to scroll through the options until he stops on one titled Big Hero 6. "Hey, how about this one? It looks like it has to do with superheroes." The image shows some sort of robot in bright red and purple body armor and a kid with similar looking purple armor.
"That looks cool." Peter smiles at the screen, decently interested. Bruce starts to read the plot overview,
"'Robotics prodigy Hiro lives in the city if San Fransokyo. Next to his older brother, Tadashi, Hiro's closest friend is Baymax, a robot whose sole purpose is to take care of people.' That's nice, and I'm sure you can relate to a child prodigy." He nudges Peter with his elbow who shakes his head with a grin.
"Not that one either," Tony quickly cuts in before Bruce can continue the overview.
"Why? What's wrong with this one?" Peter question curiously. Tony tries to find a reasonable explanation that doesn't involve saying "the main character lives with his aunt because his parents died and then he loses his brother too." There are way too many common denominators for Peter to relate to.
"Trust me, you wouldn't do well with certain…subjects and plot twists." Great, Peter thinks. It's the Baby Monitor Protocol all over again. Tony walks towards them with two bowls in hand, but before he can reach them, Peter shoots a web at the side of one of the bowls and pull it towards himself. He easily catches the bowl with his enhanced grip and smiles proudly. "Was that really necessary?" Tony asks. Peter nods and shows off his web-shooters.
"There's no way anyone's catching me without these again after what happened today." Tony sits down in between the two and hands the other bowl of chips and various candies to Bruce in exchange for the remote.
"The Goonies," Tony speaks into the remote. A title pops up on the screen showing a group of kids huddled together on top of a pile of treasure. "Now this is a great eighties movie."
"Unrealistic at times, but entertaining nonetheless," Bruce agrees. When Peter glances at the names of the cast, one instantly catches his eye.
"Hey! This movie has that guy from those really long movies! You know, the ones that were three hours long about elves and that magic ring! He was the best character!"
"Samwise?" Tony suggests, raising a patient eyebrow.
"Yeah! He was the real hero if you ask me." Peter crosses his arms confidently and sits back.
"Whatever floats your boat, kid. The series is called Lord of the Rings, by the way," Tony informs him before pressing play on the movie. "F.R.I.D.A.Y., lights please." The lights slowly dim so that they can comfortably see the TV screen and the movie begins to play.