Peter was woken up by his parent's alarm at 8am which honestly was much less annoying than his own, he should maybe ask dad if he could change it. Although the reason his was so annoying was so he would actually get out of bed, his had sounded like theirs when he first began staying at the tower. After their movie the night before he had made to go to bed but was quickly reminded he was to be with one or both of his parents 24/7 so was told to move the single mattress from one of the spare rooms into the master bedroom for the next two weeks. He was sure he would never be able to fall asleep and he'd be awake half the night but the soft tones of his parent's voices lulled him to sleep soon enough.

"Go have a shower Pete, you've to be in the kitchen in fifteen minutes and make sure to wear a shirt you'll be sitting in our meetings all day."

The boy didn't seem too disgruntled about coming to their meetings but he was sure he would change his tune soon enough. The main meeting he had today was with the board of directors and it always dragged on for hours, it was extremely important leading to both himself and Pepper attending but he was positive it would be mind-numbingly boring. Meeting with the board was one of the worst aspects of owning a company, he was just glad he only had to few times a year, Pepper however met with them once or twice a month, he wouldn't even inflict such torture on Steve…well on second thought…

Peter tugged at the collar of his shirt nervously as he walked into the conference room behind his mom at bang on nine o'clock, it must be handy for them to never really have to travel to go to work, May always used to complain about New York rush hour. His dad's hand was gripping his shoulder and he was unsure whether it was to comfort him or stop him running, honestly if he didn't know he'd be in way waaay more trouble he probably would have chanced running, this was going to be sooo embarrassing. As soon as he walked in he felt the eyes of everyone already in the room on him and stood slightly closer to his dad uncomfortable with all the attention.

"This is my kid, he's staying for the meeting and has work to do. Any questions?" Tony blatantly ignored the few who open their mouths to speak "great." He grabbed a chair and wheeled it over to the table against the wall before steering his son into it. "I'd get started on those lines if I were you, believe me when I say it will be more interesting than this meeting," he murmured in the boy's ear. He knew those in the room would deduce he was in some kind of trouble due to having to sit facing the wall but he didn't think they needed to know anything more.

Peter groaned quietly but nodded before his dad ruffled his hair affectionately as he walked to his own chair at the head of the table. The wall in front of him was bare as well as the desk, without his phone he supposed his only choice was to do some work…and obviously his dad told him to do his lines and he did not want to cross the man literally the day after receiving the worst punishment of his life. Opening his bag he took out a notepad and started writing.

An hour later Peter took a quick rest and stretched out his cramping hand. Ugh if someone had told him a year or two ago he would be sitting in a meeting with the SI Board of Directors he would have been thrilled. But they were sooooo boring. They weren't discussing anything fun or cool at all just market shares and stock values. For the first half hour or so he kept feeling people's eyes on him but no one interacted with him directly. He was drawn from his musings when he saw his watch light up, looking at the screen it read Those lines won't write themselves underoos, ugh. He didn't even know his watch could do that, it was a gift from his dad last Christmas. Suddenly he could feel his dad's eyes drilling into the back of his head so he picked up his pen and continued writing, he didn't want to be called out in front of the Board of Directors after all. That would be even more embarrassing than having to be there in the first place.

Finally. Finally. The meeting ended, it was almost one now. How on earth could one meeting take four hours? And they hadn't even discussed everything so were meeting again next week! Ugh he would rather be spanked again than have to suffer through another meeting like that…well…maybe not he reconsidered remembering how sore his ass had been the previous day. Luckily his dad didn't have another meeting for two hours so the two of them went upstairs for lunch, Peter was ninety percent sure his dad usually did all SI work in his office…he once said something about tainting the lounge with boringness…but he was currently lounging on the couch with his StarkPad allowing Peter to turn on the TV.

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Two days later he went with his mom to the HR department where she had a meeting and dutifully sat himself down in the empty desk she had directed him towards. "Get a start on your calculus homework, I'll just be in there now behave okay?" Peter nodded at his mom's words, he was hardly going to misbehave was he? And what could he even do? It was the first time he hadn't had to be in the same room as his parents though so maybe that was why she said it? Shrugging to himself he pulled his books from his bag and made a start.

Fifteen minutes later a young sounding voice interrupted his concentration, "hey, I haven't seen you here before. Are you here with your mom? You're older than people I usually see here." Peter looked up to see a boy perhaps nine or ten years old staring at him.

"Ummmm, yeah I've never been down here before." Peter told him. Was he allowed to speak to him? Usually he had to sit quietly and get on with whatever he was doing but it would be rude to ignore the boy and it wasn't like he was annoying anyone, the meeting was going on in the next room.

"You're in trouble. You'd be at home otherwise" The boy stated as he flopped himself down on the seat next to him.

Peter supposed his blush was answer enough. "Why are you here?" he asked in an effort to get away from the reason he himself was.

"Usually I go to my grans when I'm off school but she's busy today so mom had to take me to work. It's sooo boring, I have my homework but I'm stuck on that and even then once I've done that there's nothing I can do, there's no computer or anything I can use and I can't use the WIFI without an employee ID."

Peter nodded at the boy's words, he supposed it must be boring, he was certainly bored but he was grounded so it made sense, it wasn't really fair for this boy to be bored, he couldn't help it that his gran couldn't look after him and his mom had to go to work. "What's your homework, maybe I can help? I'm Peter by the way."

"Math, I'm Noah."

With that Peter pushed his own book aside and settled down to spend the next while helping with fourth grade math. He could only hope his mom didn't count that as skiving off.

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The following day when the family sat down for dinner Peter voiced the thoughts he had been stewing over since meeting Noah. "Dad, what happens when people take their kid's to work?"

Tony put his fork down as he thought about his son's question, he knew it had come from what happened the day before, usually he would have been annoyed the boy was skipping out on his work but he still had plenty of time to get it done and he was being helpful, Noah's mom had thanked Pepper profusely for Peter's help when she came into the tower that morning saying her son usually hated coming into work with her but for once he had not been bored to tears. "Well nothing really they just take them to their floor and give them something to do I suppose, why?"

"I don't think it's fair, it was hardly Noah's fault he had to come here, could there be somewhere for kids to go? Surely there's an empty space somewhere you could make a small room?"

Tony thought about his son's words. "I suppose we could do something, you're nearly finished your homework right?"

"Yeah, I just need to finish my calculus and write that essay for you and mom."

"Great, once you've finished that the kid's room can be your project. I'm leaving it entirely up to you, you can do what you want with it just let your mom have a final look over it to make sure it's fine. Place any furniture orders with FRIDAY and I can make sure everything gets here as soon as your grounding is over."

Peter grinned widely at his dad's words. Wow. He hadn't expected to be given the responsibility himself, he assumed his dad would throw some sofa's in a room, maybe a TV and be done with it but no he had given him the opportunity. Awesome.

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By halfway through the second week of his punishment Peter's admiration for his parents had somehow grown, he had been forced to sit in meetings for the last seven days and god was it boring! How his mum and dad did that day in day out he had no idea…well to be fair some of the meetings were slightly interesting the one about the new Starkphone didn't put him to sleep and his dad did allow him to share some ideas in a meeting about internships so that was pretty cool. But he was sick of the looks people kept giving him, half of them were people who were annoyed some random kid was sitting in on important meetings…it's not like he had a choice in the matter jeez and he couldn't have cared less about a lot of what they were discussing anyway, they kept throwing around the phrase 'company secrets', who was he going to tell? He didn't know anyone that would even care about the exact thickness of the wiring connecting plug A to socket B inside the new StarkPad! The other half were one hundred times worse though, they were people who knew who he was and it had quickly been deduced that he was in trouble with his parents. So embarrassing!

Tony felt like a monster. He knew his son was having a boring break but the kid deserved it! He felt bad about it but obviously he couldn't back down on his punishment so he was forcing himself to see it through. But his son's unhappiness wasn't the worst thing. No the worst thing was it seemed somehow half the tower knew he was punishing the kid and they were all angry about it. Sure no one knew why Pete was being punished, he was sure if they did more people would be on his side but he couldn't do that to Peter, it was a family matter so he would just have to deal with being hated. The first day or two had been fine but then he had a meeting with all the heads of departments and took Peter along, that was his downfall. From then on he had seemingly become the most hated man in SI. People began being deliberately difficult and when he had gone to the canteen for lunch he was told there was no dessert left only for Peter who was behind him to be given a gigantic slice of cake. The cleaning crew had not emptied his main office bin once and his coffee kept mysteriously disappearing. The interns had somehow blocked him from their common room and he still had no clue how they had convinced FRIDAY to do it! Also, everyone was fawning over his son, sure it was great the boy had so many people in his corner but he was trying to teach him a lesson and everyone was undermining him! He was their boss! The second head of departments meeting he took Peter to Gregor gave the kid candy and promised him he could try his hand at creating a hover board as soon as he was off restriction. Then Julie his marketing head had ruffled the boy's hair and gave him pointers on the essay he was writing and told him Tony was an idiot with cruel and unusual punishments. With the looks he had been receiving every time he left the privacy of the penthouse you'd think he'd killed the kid's dog or something. The next few days couldn't pass quick enough.

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Peter thought he would be thrilled when his grounding was over but he wasn't so sure he was. He was sitting on the couch in the lounge bored. His grounding had been lifted at five o'clock after his dad's final meeting and after today he had three more days until he had to go back to school, with the furniture for the kid's room arriving tomorrow morning he didn't know what to do with his free evening. He had wanted to go down and see the other interns but it was getting towards the end of the college year so they were either doing work on projects in the lab or writing essays or dissertations, so he didn't want to disturb them. Ned was away visiting family, Bruce and Nat were away for the day god knows where, his mom was in her office doing some prep for an important meeting tomorrow and his dad was in the lab, he didn't want to interrupt them. He had spent two weeks with them he didn't want to annoy them after all, they were probably sick of him. When that last thought crossed his mind he stopped to consider his punishment…. maybe they wouldn't be too annoyed actually.

Sure the first week of his grounding was pretty terrible when he was doing his lines and that horrific essay but after deciding on the things for the kid's room his dad started giving him projects to work on. He had looked into improving the amount of energy solar panels could provide by using modified arc reactor technology, that had been pretty cool especially as his dad had been so proud. Sure May had been proud of his accomplishments but when it was science related she often didn't understand just what he had achieved, but his dad did and his praise meant the world to him. Tony Stark praising him! Calling him smart and innovative, it was crazy! Also it was great to just be able to hang out with his parents, he had no idea how much work his dad put in every day, he may not be CEO anymore but as head of R&D he was still busy and the avengers stuff added to his workload. His mom as well, he knew she was working almost all the time she wasn't in the penthouse but the amount of responsibility she had was mindboggling. It was no wonder his dad hadn't wanted the position, if he was in his dad's shoes he wouldn't either.

Hanging out with his mom was fun too, he had spent an afternoon with the marketing team, it had been the first time he hadn't been forced to work quietly in the corner or outside and it had been brilliant. He had been thinking about asking if he could go down and join them occasionally, he had been given an open invite and he found it interesting. He had also got to go on a full tour of the building, sure he'd already been nearly everywhere but his mom was showing some investors around and he had discovered things he had no clue were even there. There had been a small museum on the history of SI which had been pretty cool and he planned to go back down and spend some time there now he was no longer grounded.

He had spent a lot of the time with both his parents and after the first couple of days he began to think they had maybe engineered it that way. Sure his parents had meetings together sometimes but not six in one week! He was sure there was something going on there, he'd even seen the head of HR open his mouth to say something on it before he was glared into submission by Pepper. It was the look she gave Peter or Tony when they were about to do something stupid and he couldn't help but be thankful it wasn't aimed in his direction, it was terrifying. He wouldn't admit it to his dad because he didn't want a repeat of this punishments, it was sooo embarrassing having to follow his parents around like a little child but he felt much more secure now, his parents had never complained or brushed him off or acted like he was an inconvenience despite the fact he was with one of them every hour of the day. So maybe going to see what his dad was up to in the lab wouldn't be annoying.

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"Dad, what are doing, can I come in?"

Tony looked up when he heard his son's voice silencing his music with a wave of his hand. He couldn't stop the soft smile that spread across his face, he'd been worried Peter would keep his distance now his punishment was over, he wouldn't blame the kid after all but he was thrilled Peter had sought him out so soon, it hadn't even been four hours yet.

"I'm just tinkering. We can try out your solar panel idea if you want?"

Peter's face lit up at the suggestion and the teen scrambled over asking FRIDAY to bring up his designs as he did so. It was the first time he had been back in the lab in two weeks but it felt like no time had passed at all as he and his dad fell into an easy rhythm and comfortable silence. He loved working with his dad and he was sure there would never come a day when he would turn down an offer to work in the lab with him.

Tony had been worried when he had given Peter the grounding he had. He had been concerned the boy would see it as him needing a babysitter but his only intention was to make sure he felt secure and knew how important he was in their lives. By the looks of it that had worked.

"Can you help me tomorrow dad?" Peter asked after about twenty minutes of silence. "Just it will be boring on my own putting that room together and I don't know how to build furniture really or paint or…."

Tony interrupted before his son could work himself up too much, "of course I will kid, I have no more meetings until you go back to school but you're in charge remember. This is your idea so you just tell me what to do. This will all be yours one day, I want the first thing you do here to be something you are passionate about and this room is that."

Peter blinked at his dad's words. This would all be his? This as in SI? He had never really thought about it. "Umm what?"

"Who else would I give it to Pete, you're my kid. Just as my dad left it to me I am leaving it to you." At his son's panicked expression he continued on, "there's no need to worry you won't be running it anytime soon kiddo, there's no need to rush I plan on sticking around for quite a while."

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Peter woke up at 8am the following morning just as he had everyday for the past two weeks but this time in his bedroom with a genuine sense of excitement. He showered quickly and ran through to the lounge hopping on one foot as he pulled his trainers on.

"Woah woah. Slow down underoos. You aren't going anywhere until you've had breakfast." Peter barely refrained from rolling his eyes at his dad's words, it was one meal did it really matter? Sighing he dropped down in his usual chair and poured himself a bowl of cereal, typically as soon as he dug in he realised just how hungry he was, needless to say he avoided looking at his dad's no doubt smug face as he finished off his third bowl.

Once he had finished Peter made his way down to the thirty fifth floor of the tower, it had once housed a cafeteria but for whatever reason it had been moved so his dad had given him the entire floor to do with as he wanted. The floor was split into three moderately sized rooms with two washrooms, all that had been done so far was each room had been painted. He had thought about doing that himself but he had never tried before and didn't want to make a mess of it so had asked his dad to hire people to do it for him. Other than that the whole project would be his own work…well with a little help from his dad, he might have super strength but moving sofas was still awkward work.

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Pepper couldn't help but smile when she came down to the thirty fifth floor after her final on Saturday. Her husband and son were sitting criss cross on the floor of one of the rooms as they assembled a foosball table. Looking around she couldn't help but marvel at all they had achieved with just two day's work. She had wanted to come down the day before but Peter had been adamant she wait until it was finished which it appeared to be…other than the foosball table of course. The room she was currently in appeared to just be for games, there was a ping pong table and pool as well as a huge stack of board games in one corner. Some of them were a bit rough around the edges where had they come from?

"Oh I mentioned the floor to the interns and they all donated some things they had at home." Peter explained as he stood up to stand beside his mom, there was no point buying everything brand new and they said kid's might be worried about ruining things if it's all in perfect condition, that won't be the case if they're already well used. He grabbed his mom's arm and lead her to the next room where he had set up computer's, if kid's were coming here to do homework then a computer was a must have, he had also managed to convince his dad to set up free Wi-Fi on the floor, he had put blocks on it of course just in case, he didn't want to be accused of corrupting children who got into dodgy parts of the internet inside the tower.

The floor was tightly protected too of course, parents had to sign their children in at reception downstairs and would be given that day's code for the floor and each child would be given a band they had to give back at the end of the day. FRIDAY would be constantly monitoring the floor but Peter wanted to ensure it was as secure as possible, kids were going to be here to relax and have fun while their parents worked, he wanted to make sure not only they enjoyed themselves but were also as safe as he could make them.

Pepper ruffled her son's hair affectionally as he finished showing her his creation, when he had been given the project she knew he would put a lot of effort in but she hadn't expected this. Her son truly cared about these children who were forced to come to the tower when their parents were working. Sure SI tried to accommodate parents as best they could but children still ended up having to come here and she supposed with the creation of this floor a lot of families would be able to save on childcare costs during school breaks and evenings. She didn't think it really mattered to her son how many people used it though, he was proud of it and as long as at least one child had a good time here she knew that would be enough for him.

"You've done well Pete, have you decided on a name yet? Floor thirty five doesn't sound too exciting."

"The May and Benjamin Parker floor, MBP," he answered with a soft smile, he had been thinking about ever since he started on it, he wanted to honour his aunt and uncle in some way and he knew they would love this. May had worked in the children's ward at the hospital while Ben had been a police officer who deeply cared about those in his community, it was perfect.

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The evening before Peter was due to go back to school he was sitting on the couch watching TV in silence with his dad when the man broke the quiet. "Peter, I got an email from your school this morning. Is there something you should have told me about?"

Peter looked up at his dad with an eyebrow raised, he knew there wasn't an issue with his grades or it would have been brought up at the beginning of the holidays. "Um…no? I mean…I don't think so." He replied racking his brains for anything he had done or anything coming up at school.

Tony sighed at his son's words and put down his screwdriver to look at him. "You didn't tell me your decathlon team was in the state final."

Peter shrugged "oh that" he thought it was something important his dad was talking about "it's no big deal."

"Peter." Tony said slowly making sure he had his son's full attention "It is important, it's amazing, I'm proud of you son. Why didn't you mention it, the final is in two weeks?"

"I didn't know you'd want to come." Peter shrugged again.

Tony was brought up short at the boy's answer. He racked his brains to try and think of a time he may have given Peter any kind of impression he didn't want to go. He had called it Nerd Club before but that was clearly in a joking manner, did his son think he was mocking him? At Peter's genuinely confused expression he began to speak, he had to find out what his son was thinking, "Peter, this is big, why wouldn't I want to come? Tell me what's going on in that head of your kiddo."

"Well we got through just before Spring Break, Abe's was sort of a celebration…" he stopped unsurely at that but continued when his dad just waved away the comment "right…so yeah it was a celebration but I didn't really think about it you're busy and mom's busy. May was usually working when I had competitions so it didn't really cross my mind that you could even come. Why would you want to come though? It's just a stupid competition, you'll know all the answers anyway"

Tony pinched the bridge of his nose when his son stopped speaking. "Fri can you stop the TV? Stay there Pete we need to discuss this. Let me just get a coffee do you want anything?"

Peter shook his head unsurely, was he in trouble? What was the big deal?

Soon enough Peter was sat on the couch fidgeting nervously and Tony perched on the edge of the coffee table so he was at eyelevel with his son and their knees were almost touching. "Peter. This isn't just a stupid competition. I know decathlon means a lot to you so it means a lot to me too. You're my son and it doesn't matter if I know the answers already, I don't want to go for the knowledge, I want to go to cheer you on. I want to go and see other people see how smart you are. I know you realised by the middle of the first week your mom and I had organised to have more meetings together, we did that so we could spend time with you Pete, even though you were in trouble because you are our boy and we want to be there for you underoos. I know May had to work a lot to keep you guys afloat and I'm thrilled she did that for you but we are not in that position. Pep and I will happily take an afternoon or a day off, heck even a week if we need to to support you. We want to come to your meets, I want to be the dad cheering embarrassingly loud whenever his son answers correctly. Okay?"

Peter blushed and looked at his knees as he nodded. "Sorry, I'll get you tickets first thing tomorrow. I promise."

He grinned as his dad ruffled his hair affectionately, "good boy, it doesn't matter what you decide to do Pete myself and Pep will always be there to support you okay?"

"Yeah, I get it dad. Sorry it just didn't occur to me honest."

"It's fine Pete, I understand." Tony assured the boy with a smile as he grabbed the tv remote. "Star Wars then Spiderling?"

"Always."