Staying at the avengers tower. Becoming an avenger. All in what, the span of a day? This was surreal. Totally, incredibly, insanely surreal. But it was happening. Not like there's any reason to stop it though, now that everyone Petra cared about was gone and they already knew she was spiderman.. So why not save the world with the world's greatest superheroes and fucking live with them. Besides the fact that I have to be about half all their ages? Whatever. Petra fell asleep before she realized she was tired, and slept soundly for the first time in two and a half weeks. She awoke to the sound of her phone buzzing angrily.
"Hello..? Who's 'is?"
"It's your goddamn boss Parker, where the hell are my photographs you were supposed to have more in last week what the hell have you been doing?! Get them in today or you're fired for good!"
Ah fuck. She'd been so busy as Spiderman and no longer worrying about rent, she forgot she had a real job. Well, it'd be something to do today. However as soon as she found the kitchen it was made clear that Mr. Stark had some other plans.
"Hey kid, ready for your day? Pepper's got a planner all made up for you." he tossed a folder into Petra's hands, "I think she's taking you shopping, all happy to have another girl and worried about an avenger not having enough clothes or something. And uh, meeting with Fury to discuss you becoming an official avenger. She's got a bunch of other shit in there too I think."
"Actually I really have to get some photos in to work and I don't have money for clothes."
"Nonsense, you're an avenger now. You owe me whatever I want remember. And I want to put you to work for Stark Industries. So, what are you good at?"
"Are you serious? You want to hire me and you don't even know what I can do? You're insane."
"Not insane, genius. Be nice to your new boss kid."
"Sure.. Uh I've been a photographer for the Daily Bugle and I love science work? I made my own webs and stuff so I guess I'm pretty good at it. And I can sew, I make my own suits and repair them. I don't think I have many other really-"
"Shut up shut up shut up - you make your own webs?! Out of what, what's the chemical formula? It is chemical right you've got to tell me about it, I swear on granny's grave I can make 'em better. You're going to be my little science minion got it. How's fifty an hour sound yes good alright. And Pepper's taking you out on my money as an avenger, no arguing got it. Perfect. Check your schedule eat something go get dressed whatever you need to do, don't be late she'll send Tasha after you if you're late. I've left some spare clothes in your suite, boys and girls take your pick. Don't be late!"
Stark disappeared around the corner as he rambled, leaving a shell shocked Petra behind. She quickly grabbed a yogurt from the half empty fridge and ate it as she looked over the day's schedule. Sure enough, shopping with Pepper was the first thing on there, then a tour of the avengers tower followed by lunch and grocery shopping with Steve. Steve? Oh fuck Captain America. She was going shopping with Captain fucking America. Probably better get ready for Pepper though, Stark really emphasized not being late.
Half an hour later, she was waiting in the living room of the forty-third floor, as instructed by her schedule. Pepper Potts appeared from the elevator at exactly eleven o'clock.
"Hi, Petra right? I'm Pepper, come on with me, let's get you some clothes."
"Thank you Ms. Pepper."
"Oh no, just Pepper, thank you. Otherwise I feel older than I am and you'd hate to do that to me wouldn't you."
Dumbfounded, Petra just nodded and followed her down the elevator, and into a sleek pearly car waiting on the street.
"I love Happy, he's Tony's driver, but I love driving myself around more. Don't you love driving? Or are you even old enough.? Sorry you just look so tiny compared to all of us dinosaurs."
"Um, I'm 17. And you don't seem old at all."
"Tch you're so sweet! No wonder Tony invited you to stay." She suddenly got very serious. "But don't you dare inflate his ego too far or I or Steve will have to deflate it and we'll be the bad guy for a month alright."
"Sure, I can be a little shit to him if you wa- shi- sorry! I didn't mean to.." Pepper laughed.
"I'm friends with Tony Stark hon, I can take cursing. Anyway we're almost at the mall, where do you want to go first?"
Three hours later, Petra had enough clothes to be Peter or Petra for a month each without doing laundry. She found it a bit excessive, but given the size of everything else in the avengers tower, it kind of made sense.
"Um, so who's taking me around the tower?"
"Oh Steve volunteered but Natasha doesn't have anything today so she'll probably tag along in case he misses anything."
Petra muttered, "More like if she thinks I need to be murdered.."
"Oh hun," Pepper laughed quietly. "I'll have a word with her about that. If you're going to be an avenger you have to all trust each other. I think a family night would be good so you can all get to know each other." She whipped a Starkpad out of her purse and started flipping through it. "Hah, no one's busy tonight, perfect. Do you like games or movies better?"
"Movies. Less fighting." Petra grinned a bit. "So who are the couples in the tower? I mean Captain America and Mr. Stark are pretty obvious from the way Tony talks. Anybody else?"
"Myself and Bruce, yes. And Clint and Natasha.. Well nobody really knows about those two. They're very close though. Why do you ask?"
"I just want to know who's going to murder me in my sleep if I piss whoever off."
Pepper laughed again. "Don't worry Petra, you'll be part of the family soon enough. I promise"