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"I've heard good things from Dr. Rothel."

Peter glanced up at Ms. Potts surprised. They were currently sitting down during their lunch break and he watched her as she continued talking.

"He's asked that I allow you to assist him more."

The young man's eyes lit up with elation and he stared at her eagerly. The redhead had been trying to keep a straight face but upon seeing his excitement she broke out into a smile.

"I told him yes; I still want you to work as my assistant as well though."

"That's fine," Peter replied enthusiastically. "I enjoy working with you anyway."

XXX

Life couldn't be better; he was going to be working in the labs more and it had been two whole weeks since he had last heard from Mr. Stark. Peter was starting to think the man had forgotten him; it was egotistical of him to think the billionaire would continue to be interested in him anyway. Surely there were more exciting things in life then an assistant.

He pulled off his normal clothes and then leapt across the roof. The vigilante allowed himself to fall towards the ground before releasing a web and swinging back up. Spider-Man could help but release a whoop of excitement. Why shouldn't he be happy? His life was going back to normal, well as normal as his life could be, and he would finally be able to stop looking over his shoulder for Tony Stark.

Spider-Man spotted his house below and hesitated before swinging past. He was having fun and if he went home he would end up doing nothing in his room or worse, he shuddered, chores.

He swung around for a bit, enjoying the act in itself, since the criminals were being quiet. He did see, a little later, a guy cornering someone in an ally. The vigilante dropped down behind him and tapped him on the shoulder.

"Sorry, do you know the way to the police station?"

He punched the man in the face and watched as he collapsed to the ground.

'Too easy,' he sighed internally.

Spider-Man didn't want people to get hurt but it would be nice if they lasted more than one punch. He accepted the victim's thanks before he headed back towards the roofs and found a nice tall one to dangle his legs over.

He ended up thinking about the robot he'd seen on the news; the person had completely decimated a terrorist camp and the public had taken to calling him, or her, Iron Man.

'They can be so original,' he snorted. 'First Spider-Man and now Iron-Man.'

Though it was fairly obvious the suit wasn't actually made of iron but he wasn't about to correct the media.

'Still I better get home,' he thought. 'Or Aunt May won't be pleased.'

It wasn't much later that he entered the house with a yawn.

"I'm home," he called.

"Come to the kitchen," Aunt May called back. "You have a guest and shame on you for making him wait."

Peter frowned but did as he was told only to freeze upon entering the room. Sitting at his kitchen table, drinking tea with Aunt May, was none other than Tony Stark.

It took a moment for his brain to catch up with what was happening; all the while Mr. Stark watched him with a smug smirk.

"You never told me Mr. Stark was such a gentleman."

The young man could only stare. Gentleman was not a word he would associate with Tony Stark…ever.

"Please," the older man said smoothly. "Call me Tony."

If Peter had been drinking something he would have choked because Aunt May responded to that with a giggle. Tony Stark was sitting at his kitchen table, drinking tea and making his aunt giggle.

'How do I get off this ride,' he thought in dismay.

Had it only been a couple hours ago that he had thought he was safe?

"Well I'll leave you two to talk."

Peter opened his mouth to protest but Mr. Stark beat him too it.

"Thank you Mrs. Parker. I greatly appreciate it."

His aunt, Peter's shield, left and the young man swallowed.

"Why are you here?" he squeaked, manfully squeaked obviously as Peter didn't squeak like a girl.

"Where else would I go that you wouldn't be able to escape from?" Mr. Stark smirked.

Peter took a step back as the older man stood; the billionaire started moving towards him and the younger man kept moving back in alarm.

Peter was trying, and failing, to come up with a plan when he felt his back hit the front door.

'Close proximity!' his mind shouted.

He started cursing internally, hadn't he decided to not let that happen, when an idea occurred to him. The young man did a quick recall of their past interactions and then shifted as though to move away.

Peter had to hide his smile as the older man placed his hands on either side of his body. He had hoped Mr. Stark would do that; in every interaction they'd had the man had penned him in. Now Peter just had to make his move before Tony made his.

The young man took a deep breath and then moved. Duck under the arm, one hand on the door knob and other on the waist to tug the older man back as he opened the door. Hand shift down to lower back and exert a little pressure to get him through the opening.

"Have a good evening," he said before shutting the door and locking it.

'I can't believe that worked.'

XXX

Tony stared at the door in disbelief.

'What just happened?' he thought.

His genius mind was having some trouble comprehending the situation. No one had ever handled him so efficiently except for Pepper and she couldn't do it physically.

'Kids stronger then he looks,' Tony mused. 'He basically just kicked me out of his house; well more like gently nudged me out but the results the same.'

This had never happened to him; getting shoved out of someone's house like an unwelcome guest.

'He even locked the door,' he thought in disbelief.

The billionaire stared at the door with narrow eyes before whipping out his phone. Tony swiped his fingers over the device before leaning in towards the wood. A moment later he heard a groan accompanied by a loud thud. The older man smirked before sauntering away.

XXX

Peter stared at his phone in dismay.

"You win this battle but I'll win the war."

The young man groaned and banged his head against the door with a loud thud.

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So what do you guys think? Several of the things in this chapter were taken from reviews so thanks to all of you who gave me your ideas. I hope you all enjoy the chapter and feel free to keep tossing ideas at me; not all of them will make it in of course but as you can see some of them might. Also opinions; I love opinions and compliments haha but opinions are good. Hope you all are having a great summer.