Flash was beyond pissed. He thought he was going to be the one embarrassing Peter and proving him wrong, but it was the other way around. But he was going to change it. He needed to change it. And get it on video and post it on Instagram, Twitter, and his Snapchat story. He started plotting as the class wandered back into the hallway. Peter and Ned stayed at the back of the class, as usual. Pretending that they weren't ginormous dweebs and don't care about all of the science in the place. Not that Flash wasn't in awe in some of it. But that's besides the point. He needed to focus on the task ahead: embarrass Penis Parkass. Okay, so maybe the nickname needed work. But still. Embarrassing him was top priority. He ignored the conversations around him and whatever he was supposed to be looking at to work on his plan. All he needed was… a plan. So maybe he wasn't that great at forming plans.
Alright, so the main goal is to make Parker look stupid in front of his little Avengers buddies. Clearly, he couldn't do that with Avenger knowledge or anything like that, but what is something that the Avengers would think are really important? He thought hard for a few seconds before the answer came to him. The things that Avengers value are bravery and strength. All Flash had to do was scare him. He couldn't do something like a jump scare because then it'd be clear who was behind it. He needed to be sneaky…
"I can't believe Flash would antagonize Dr. Banner. Like, of all people he could possibly bother, why did he choose the nicest, smartest scientist on the face of the planet who also turns into a giant green rage monster when antagonized?" Ned muttered to Peter so that Flash and Dr. Smith wouldn't hear him.
"Yeah, I know. It's like he's trying to embarrass me but all he's doing is making himself look like a jerk."
"Exactly. But then again, do we really want him to stop making himself look like a jerk? Because I'm kinda liking this whole thing where he doesn't mess with us."
"I know, but it's better us than Bruce. Anyway, he's too smart not to realize what he's doing isn't working so he'll have a new strategy soon enough."
Ned groaned dramatically.
"It'll be fine, let's just focus on the trip and when Flash strikes again, well, we'll burn that bridge when we get here." Ned laughed at Peter's purposeful malaphor.
"Ok fine. Where are we going now?"
"Hopefully somewhere with no Avengers. I don't think I could handle much more embarrassment today," Peter told him.
"That's gotta be pretty likely. There can't be many left, right?" Ned wondered innocently.
"Hm, let's see. So far, we've met Tony, Pepper, Bruce, Natasha, Clint, and Steve, which only leaves Bucky, Sam, Wanda, Vision, Doctor Strange, Thor, all of the Guardians, and the Wakandans. Luckily, Thor, the Guardians, and the Wakandans are not available. But still, we'll have plenty more opportunities to see some Avengers. Not to mention that we'll definitely be seeing all of the ones we've already seen at least one more time."
"Yeah, I guess. That kinda sucks for you, but I'm looking forward to it."
"I'm sure you are," Peter mused.
"So who do you think we'll be seeing next?"
"I don't know. I'm not sure if we'll be seeing Wanda at all, and Doctor Strange might be giving a short presentation on medical stuff on floor 3 so not either of them. Maybe Bucky, but that depends on he feels. Some days he's like himself before Hydra, or so Steve says. Other days he's quiet and sullen and depressed. If it's a good day, we'll be seeing him, which is very unfortunate for me. I'm sure Sam will show up at some point, too."
"Yeah, probably. Do you know where we're going?"
"Uuh… we're headed towards, like, the east side. With the private stuff. There's… not much on this floor. I'm assuming we'll have some time to look at a bunch of stuff on our own. Maybe if we actually start to listen to Dr. Smith she'll tell us."
"... and then we'll have lunch," Dr. Smith was saying. "Lunch will be on level 1 in the cafeteria. You all brought lunches, right?" The students all agreed. "Great. Your teachers have put them in the cafeteria already, so you're all set for that. Any questions about that?" Carmen raised her hand. "Yes?"
"Will there be other people in the cafeteria when we're there?" She asked.
"Yes. Workers, mostly, but I heard a rumor from Clint that an Avenger or two may be there as well." Peter groaned. He thought he was being quiet, but Amanda looked at him and smirked.
"Well, if that's all the questions…" she paused to see if anyone else had something to ask. "Then let's continue to the elevators to go down to level 1. This is the only floor without a single private room. It is home to the usual tour spots, featuring a few museum rooms, a few demo rooms, a few lecture rooms, a classroom or two, and other things like that. You'll all get to go to browse them all, which I'm sure you'll find very interesting. I know you've already looked at a few, but they're all different. There's one I think you'll find especially interesting. Are you all familiar with the Captain America exhibit in the Smithsonian?"
"Of course!" Thomas said excitedly, and the other students agreed.
"We have a little exhibit similar to it but with all of the Avengers in it." She waited, smiling, as the students chattered in excitement. "That's where we'll be going first and if we have enough time at the end, we can go back to it. It's right over here…" She led them around a corner and to a large, open doorway, through which the students could see displays of Avengers' pictures, memorabilia, and facts. They all rushed in, chattering excitedly and ignoring whatever Amanda was saying. Ned followed suit and hurried over to an interactive hologram of the Ironman suit. Peter begrudgingly joined him.
Ned read through several in-depth analysis of the science behind the suit when Peter heard everyone go silent. He whirled around, ready for the worst, and saw Bucky standing in the entrance awkwardly. He glanced around at the students gaping at him and tried to pull off Steve's crowd-dazzling smile. To top it off he waved and then walked over Peter and Ned.
"Hey Peter," Bucky greeted, raising his voice a little more than usual, fully aware that everyone was listening to him.
"Hi Bucky."
"You forgot your hat here last night so I just came to return it." Bucky smiled kindly.
"Oh really? I didn't realize. Well, thanks." Bucky took a ball of cloth out of his pocket and handed it to Peter before hurrying out. Peter shook out the hat to reveal a pair of boxers decorated with little cartoons of Captain America, Ironman, and Thor. The class's full attention was still on Peter and they all snickered. Peter blushed and threw the underwear at a model of Steve, Bucky, and the Howling Commandos. It landed on Bucky's head
"Those aren't mine, for the record," he told everyone while Flash cackled.
"You've been exposed, Penis. Such a dweeb," Flash said in between laughs.
"That was funny, Eugene," Peter deadpanned. "I'm going to kill him," he then said to Ned.
"Who? Bucky or Flash?"
"Either. Or both. In fact, Jarvis, tell Bucky to be watching his six."
"As you wish, Mr. Parker," Jarvis said from wherever the speaker was hidden.
"What was that?" Carmen asked, alarmed.
"It's just the building's AI," Peter assured her.
"Wow, Parker, really looking for attention, aren't you? I have to admit, at first I didn't think you actually knew Avengers, but now I realize that it makes sense. Steve's a goody-goody, James is a murderer who worked for HYDRA, Clint is a ret-"
"Shut the hell up!" someone yelled from the hallway. Everyone turned to see who it was, and it was none other than Natasha, looking angrier than Peter had ever seen her. Clint stood behind her a bit with an unreadable expression on his face.
"Nat, don't," Clint said, his voice lacking it's usual bite but his face still unreadable.
"Jarvis," Nat snapped.
"Yes?"
"Do I have the authority to kick someone out? If not, change it," she demanded.
"You do have the authority, but because this is a class trip he cannot legally be removed from the premise until the end of the trip." Natasha scowled at the news and stepped towards Flash. Clint grabbed her arm faster than Peter would have thought possible, before remembering that he's one of the best spies in the country.
"You can't fight a child," he said, his voice so low that even with Peter's enhanced hearing he could barely decipher it.
"I'm not," she growled before yanking her arm away and marching up to Flash. "Eugene, you will sit on that bench right over. I will watch you. You will not make any noise or attempt at communication. I know sign language and morse code, you can't get anything passed me. When it is time to go to lunch, I will walk with you to lunch. You will eat. You will then go to the lobby and I will personally assign someone to watch you as you sit and wait, do you understand?" Flash nodded very quickly. Natasha smiled in a way that held no warmth. "Good." She then turned to Clint who was still standing in the entrance. "You can go. I'll see you later." Clint shook his head and left before reappearing seconds later and going up to Peter.
"Did he do it?" Clint asked.
"Do what? Who?"
"Bucky."
"Did you put him up to it?" Clint grinned evilly before leaving for good. "This day just keeps getting progressively worse."
Hey guys, so I owe you all a major apology. I haven't updated in 3 months and when I finally do, the chapter kinda sucks. I want to promise that I'll get back to pretty regular schedule, but at this point I think we all know that that isn't going to happen. Thank you to everyone who is still following and reading, or if just started thank you very much but be prepared for chapters not coming out on time. If anyone here has also read my other Marvel fic, Matt, Clint, and God Knows What Else, I have multiple chapter that I've started but unfortunately I have no clue as to when they'll be coming out. Also, I don't want to get any more sexual messages. I don't want to sext with anyone, I'm not even a legal adult. Anyway, there will be at least two more chapters in this fic, possibly more but not less. Again, I'm really sorry everyone for taking so long to update I wish I had a good excuse but I don't for a good portion of that 3 months. Sorry, especially to those who have been following from the start. I owe you all so much for reading this and sticking through my extended hiatus. -Sam