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 Posted: Jun 3 2018, 01:27 PM
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How long was he here? Minutes? Hours? After his phone died and had been plugged in to charge, regardless of how long he had been in Stark Tower, it seemed as if it was an eternity. Told to sit on the couch and not touch anything, all he really had to do is sip his Shirley Temple (perhaps one of the few non-alcoholic drinks they had to offer him from the bar), gaze out the window and reflect on how he got here. It had been quite some time since Peter had seen Mr. Stark and even longer since he had seen his alter ego Iron Man. Not since he last dropped him off in Queens and gave him the vague advice that more or less amounted to “don’t do anything stupid.” Since their last big adventure, it always felt like the same thing and that Peter had fallen into a rut. Swinging around Queens, he really wanted to do more, be more and just do something different, if only for a little while. In this case he wanted to work with the Avengers, tour the facilities and maybe geek out a little bit while the crime was slow in Queens.

It was actually Aunt May who suggested Peter contact Mr. Stark, she had explained that vacation didn’t seem likely this Summer and that maybe he could do a little more to help flesh out his college resume or pick up some new skills. However naturally like the quadrillion other calls and e-mails Peter had sent the philanthropist about the tech he sent him, the bad guys he had stopped, etc. he was either redirected to an assistant, voicemail or an AI of some kind. He knew if he was going to talk to the man, it had to be in person and in order to do that, he’d have to get creative or risk being given the usual runaround. Spread across the table like the bones of some animal were circuit boards, wires and LED lights that would flicker, flash and occasionally “BEEEEEEP” things Peter had assembled in his room on an especially slow night from various defunct electronics. What did they do? Nothing really, they were only designed to look dangerous. However if it’s one thing he knew, modern technology tended to scare older people, they never really understood it and as most teenagers could tell you, when it came to them you can say just about anything to make figuring it out sound as easy or as complex as you wanted it to, because they rarely questioned it. And while Mr. Stark would know better, security, secretaries, etc. were a lot easier to fool.

It was a simple plan really with shades of Ferris Buller showmanship. Walk up to the staff with his intern badge, claim the components had “popped out of some tech” he was trusted to test and that probably needed to be repaired. Not sure if they bought the story or just wanted to usher him out of there before the loud beeps got too annoying to bear, Peter couldn’t say, but it got him into the living area, a non-alcoholic drink and an audience with his mentor...at least he thought it did.

If it wasn’t for the slowly draining drink, he wouldn’t be sure if time was passing at all. However he was here again, in Stark Tower, how cool was that? And while he couldn’t touch anything there was plenty to see like errr...the bar, pictures of the Avengers, the view of Manhattan, his phone charging and...he only hoped that his mentor would show up soon.

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“Tony, you have a visitor.” Said Friday, Tony's Irish accented A.I., her voice testy as always.

Stark was laying on his couch at his penthouse on top of Stark Tower reading a comic book. Yes, he still read those! That was not a big deal. What it was a big deal was the fact that he should be doing some work... considering that he was, well, the Owner and now sadly the CEO of his company. But the way he saw it, if he was needed for something important everyone knew where to find him. Besides, he had Friday to keep an eye on things. It was awesome to have an A.I. as his assistant. Because she was basically in every inch of the building, people who worked for him had to keep on their toes and not do something stupid. Doing stupid things was his shit! Sure, Friday was a pain in the ass, completely different from J.A.R.V.I.S., but that was not such a bad thing. Jarv was too nice. Friday was the complete opposite of nice. He already have heard complains about her and that people missed Pepper. Well, he missed her too, so fuck off!

Business had not been doing great ever since Pepper resigned her position as CEO of Stark Industries. Everyone and their dogs knew that she was the glue that held everything together and as brilliant as Tony was, he was no businessman. His strength was creating, building and presentation. He was a glorified front-man for the company and left all the heavy lifting to Pepper. Now he had to lift by himself and he sucked at it. Just this financial quarter alone Stark Industries had seen a considerable drop in profits. Part was because Stark was a slacker, but the other part was because that damn Frost International. They were making a killing and taking contracts from out of Stark Industries nose. Tony needed some cutting edge technology to impress investors and maybe start recuperating some of those lost contracts. He was working on it. Just not at the moment because he was reading his comic books. “Who?” He asked Friday, still laying down on his couch and reading.

“That kid. Peter Parker. What the hell, Tony? Are you in such a mid-life crisis that you not only date a woman half your age, but also hang around with silly millennials?” Friday replied.

It was no secret that the A.I. really did not like Kitty and she wasn't that thrilled about Parker either. If she had actual emotions and not just a massive positronic brain housed at the Ark, the top secret and secured section of the Tower, one could say that the only person Friday liked was Thor. That made Tony gagged. That damn blonde muscleman could even seduce a damn female Artificial Intelligence. “We are not 'dating'... in the strict sense of the word. We are just two good friends that go out for drinks and dinner, spend time with each other, work on hobbies together and sometimes have sleepovers. Okay, that might sound like dating... but... whatever.” He really didn't know what the hell he and Katherine had. On the one hand, he really enjoyed her company. She was funny and smart as hell and quite attractive. He had never felt that way with anyone besides Pepper. On the other hand, Friday made a good point. He was in his forties and Katherine in her twenties... that was not a big deal, he supposed... but still. “As for Parker... hmmm... well, same deal except we don't go out for drinks or dinner and we spend no time with each other. He does text me and leave me voice mails like a damn teenager! But between us... I like the little snot nosed brat. He did help a lot during that crap with Steve and the others.”

“Well, he is waiting and acting the dork. Want me to tell him to get lost? Can I?” Friday almost sounded hopeful.

Tony got up from the couch, stretched and then walked to his desk. “Nah. Tell him to come up. I suppose this is as best a time as ever to have the talk with him... wow, I sounded like a parent ready to tell his son about the flowers and bees. Bleh!” He shook his head. He would never admit it, but his admiration for Parker was due to the fact that Tony saw himself as a sort of father-figure for the kid. He saw a lot of potential in Parker, although he was also afraid that someone so young had put so much on his shoulders. But he did admire the determination the kid had to do good, to use his powers to help. That was heroic right there. And let's be honest... his aunt was hot as hell! Friday did as told and informed Peter to get his ass into the elevator that will take him to the Penthouse. She said it just like that, by the way... no one could accuse Friday of being polite. Tony smiled when the elevator doors opened. “Hey kid! A word of advice. Sending hundreds of text messages and leaving the same amount of voicemails makes you look too desperate.” He said and chuckled. “And how is your aunt May? Did she tell you to say hi to me?”

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Being escorted to the elevator and directed towards Mr. Stark’s penthouse, his whole body shook, his stomach fluttered nervously and naturally he tried to collect countless thoughts, ideas and mentally rehearsed speeches scattered about his mind. He was nervous, as he always was, this was Tony FREAKING Stark, Iron Man himself. And yeah while it was true they had the Captain America incident and the formalities of the “internship.” The guy still had countless accomplishments and as many as Iron Man had, Stark had even more, enough to cast a shadow so huge, it could make someone like the Hulk feel like an insect...that is if the guy could even feel anything besides anger, he would probably ask Mr. Stark about that during their next awkward silent patch.

Stepping off the elevator, Peter managed to settle the butterflies in his stomach and clear the stars from his eyes long enough to speak. "Hey Mr. Stark, sooo sorry to drop in like this, but..." he said sheepishly. ”Wait, you actually got them?” the teenager asked in disbelief. ”I prefer to think of it as coming off as passionate” he said a little smirk. ”Plus when you stop a guy who robs people dressed up like a ninja, that warrants at least 5 text messages and a voicemail” he joked. Yeah Spider-man didn’t exactly have a rogues gallery yet as much as he did people who probably spent too much time on social media and got some bad ideas from reading about legitimate super criminals and vigilantes. People who thought all you needed was a weird gimmick and some tech to get rich. And while he admitted it probably wasn’t as big as a rogue AI or a giant monster, he figured it was at least worth a laugh.

”She’s good, I swear her superpower is getting things done. Not sure how she does it or how she finds the time, but the lights are on, the internet is connected and there’s food on the table” Peter said with a nod. ”However I’m not sure if she’s still buying the excuses I’ve been giving her for the bruises, the cuts and why I come home looking like I kissed the R train” he said half-jokingly. Aunt May was probably one of the strongest and seemed to have enough confidence, strength and conviction for the two of them. She helped to bring out the best in him, always went that extra mile to keep that roof over their head and from collapsing on top of them. Yeah it wasn’t always a job well done, but it was a job done and enough to support the both of them. ”If by “Yes...kind of...if by “hi” you mean “Why don’t you drop by Stark Tower?”” Peter admitted. ”But she does ask about you when we talk about the “internship” he continued.

Naturally as he talked something caught his eye, not sure if it was his enhanced senses, his love for all things nerdy or something else entirely, he couldn’t help but notice the comics. ”Those yours?” Peter asked curiously and with a smirk. ”Used to read them in jr. high, until they started confiscating them, calling home and telling me they’d “rot my brain.” he said. It was no secret Peter had more than his share in his room and it amused him to no end that Iron Man had been a comic book scholar himself, especially when he was arguably one of the smartest people on the planet, successful and directly conflicting what the staff of his old school used to tell him. ”Been reading the Ninja Turtles myself” he admitted.

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Yep, Peter was still Peter. Tony stood up and walked towards him. “I did get them... dude, seriously. Passionate my ass. Word of advice, don't do that with any lady friend you might like. It would look a bit stalk-ish.” He said and guided the kid to a couch. He walked to his frig and took out a bottle of chocolate milk and handed it to Peter. He got himself a soda... he was not going to drink whiskey in front of him, come on! “There, milk does the body good... I promised your aunt to give you healthy shit.” Sure... as if. As much as Stark admired the runt, he was not too happy that the kid was taking on things he should not. He was still a kid, after all, and all he had to worry about was high school and girls and hanging out with his friends. But he understood Parker's drive all too well. He wanted to make a difference and who was Tony to deny the kid that?

Still, it didn't stop him from worrying. Ever since Ultron, Stark had been having more and more regrets of the choices he had made. So many people had died on his watch and the last thing he wanted was to have Parker's on his conscience too, especially when it was Tony who brought him to the fold during the mess with the 'Renegades' and the Sokovia Accords. And that was another thing... he was not sure Parker realized what he had gotten himself into. When the Accords begin implementation – thankfully they were still in the process of officially enact them, so it would be some time until the WSC began to implement them – Parker would have to register, his secret identity and all. Tony was assured that the database would be kept secret but he didn't trust the WSC.

He smiled when Parker talked about May. It was clear that he idolized his aunt, and with good reason. Putting aside the fact Tony idolized her as well because she was hot as hell, he too knew that she was the glue that kept Peter's life normal. A remarkable woman indeed and it was good she had a strong influence in the kid... he needed someone that would ground him, less he would put himself at risk too much... as Tony always did. “Then be more careful. How many times I got to tell you that you should not take unnecessary risks?” He was one to talk. Those were the same words both Pepper and now Kitty said to him all the time and still Tony put his ass on the line more and more as time went by. “Oh, so she is using me to get you out of the house and out of her hair? Damn... and here I thought she liked me.” He joked.

The internship... right. He didn't forget about that, but he hadn't have the time to set it up. Well... time he had, but his mind has been preoccupied lately. Banner's disappearance, Thor's situation with Asgard, the fact that eventually Ross and the World Security Council would send him and the Avengers to capture Steve, Nat and the others, Rhodie's therapy, the whole Sokovia Accords mess, Kitty... yeah... he had a LOT of things on his mind. He could have made Friday take care of it, but he could not count on his A.I. not to bitch and complain about it. Friday was moody and she clearly didn't like Parker and she specially abhorred Kitty. To be honest, Friday didn't like anyone... it must be the Irish personality program he installed on her. He thought about it and decided that... now that Kitty was going to spend more time in the Tower, why not kill two birds with one stone? She could babysit the runt.

He was going to tell him about the internship when he saw Parker getting all excited about the comic books. But Ninja Turtles? The heathen! “Well, do you like those?” he pointed at his stack. “Those are first editions. Take whichever you want. But do me a favor... don't go telling people you like the Turtles... makes you look uncool.” He added. Tony was not a big fan of pizza eating turtles. But to each their own. “Now, as for the internship... I decided to bring you in on some projects I am working on. You'll be teamed up with a lady friend of mine and be my assistants.” He said and waited to see what Parker would say about that. But first: “She is attractive, so behave yourself, you little perv!” He added, just joking. Peter was not him!

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”Stalker-ish? I don’t think that’s a real word” Peter responded in typical smart-assed fashion, but he got the point. ”Sorry” the teenager said apologetically. Hearing the comment about the possibility of a lady friend, Peter snorted. ”Please, I have all the moves of Goofy and about just as much charm, I’m lucky if the girls even notice I exist.” he commented. Ok that was a bit of hyperbole on his part, sure the girls noticed he existed, he was the guy Flash Thompson used to use as a punching bag and tended to verbally abuse between classes. Maybe if he was lucky they’d remember him as the guy who tended to be late for class with the most insane excuses on why (he really needed to stop letting Ned write his material).

Peter eyed the milk. ”I know she’s clueless about it, but you do know I can probably bench press a buick, right?” he asked curiously. However despite his response, it didn’t stop him from sipping it...it was chocolate after all.

To give a sense just how politically aware Peter’s generation was, his class had walked out to attend a protest on the accords because it gave them an excuse to skip class and he had heard some of his classmates giggling about possibly voting for a man named “Harry Butts” running for borough president once they were registered to vote based on the name alone...yeah perhaps not the brightest classes his school produced. As for Peter, he was probably more educated than most, having gone through the TLDR of the accords, but wasn’t really much better than most teenagers at his age, more or less following the politics of their parents because really they weren’t exposed to much else. Peter knew he’d have to sign eventually, after all that’s how this all began right? However as far as he knew, it didn’t mean he’d have to go public and that it was more or less letting the database know he was out there. Which might make cops slightly less hesitant to try and bring him in.

”I know, but these were necessary...for the most part” he wasn’t about to tell Tony about the times he tried out the web wings. I mean, there’s only so much the cops and firefighters can do” he commented. ”Few could take the full force of a guy who hits like a truck and live to talk about it or manage to duke it out with a ninja.” yeah he admitted the costume was silly and the weapons seemed impractical, but he sure knew how to use them.

Aunt May was protective of him and quite frankly Peter couldn’t blame her. Since Uncle Ben was laid to rest, his parents had died, he was all she had. He knew she had made some silent promise to look after him, if not to God himself then to the other people who had loved him. Peter smirked ”Well if she lets me hang around a guy whose been a moving target for terrorists, evil robots and aliens, it means she trusts you” he told him half-jokingly. ”Plus I think she thinks I might be a good influence around here.” he laughed.

”Uncool? I think that ship has sailed, even getting an internship with Iron Man hasn’t done much for me...in fact, might want to do something stupidly awesome to make sure you don’t drop from being associated with me” Peter joked. However the turtles were a guilty pleasure and something he could relate to, teenage acrobatic mutants who had to live on the down-low and fight crime. Plus the rogues gallery were full of weird and creepy monsters, gods and criminals you loved to hate. He looked at the stack and cautiously picked some of them up. ”These are real first editions” he said in disbelief. ”I mean nothing like the 90’s comics that had like a million issue 1’s and 0’s that they couldn’t sell” he muttered. ”You mean I could really have some?” he asked.

This is what he was waiting for since he had gotten back from their trip. As much as he loved feeling useful around Queens, as much as he appreciated everything Mr. Stark had given him to make that happen, really he always felt he could do more, be more as both Peter Parker and Spider-man. He had figured the “internship” had been just a cover and to some degree it was, however he could barely contain the excitement of actually being able to work on some Stark tech, help out and maybe even work with the Avengers (Peter must have silently prayed “Oh please” for that a quadrillion times in his own head and to the point it probably lost all meaning.) ”Lady friend?” Peter asked. ”You mean an actual woman, not something you built in your lab or that snarky A.I. I get redirected to?” Peter asked with quirked an eyebrow. He rolled his eyes ”I’m sure they’ll be busy enough...err that’s not what I meant, you know what I mean” the teenager said with an awkward chuckle. ”Thank you so much Mr. Stark, you don’t know how much I appreciate this” he told him.

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“Hey, don't knock Goofy... he is awesome.” Stark commented as he listened to Parker. He could understand and even empathize with what the kid was saying. Contrary to popular belief, Stark was not always the womanizing, billionaire, philanthropist self that he liked to boast he was at the present. He grew up as an awkward, brilliant, and lonely kid, spending most of his time between studying or building things. In every boarding school he attended, he was lucky if other kids said hi to him. Always getting himself into trouble and getting scolded by his dad, who didn't care that his boy was just looking for attention. The only human contact young Tony got on a fairly regular basis was from his mom and from the family butler, Edwin Jarvis. And don't get him started about girls... he didn't have a 'girlfriend' until he was a junior at M.I.T. Granted, when he was Parker's age, he was already starting his third year and his second Bachelors degree in the Massachusetts Institute of Technology, but the same principle applied. He was not that popular with the ladies either.

He gave Peter a caring smile. “High school hell eventually will end and you'll go to college. It is a whole new ballgame there, Pete. You'll see... it'll only get better.” He gave the encouragement his father Howard never gave him and made a point to set up some money to pay for Peter tuition and expenses for when the time came. And it was true. College was a whole new beginning for Tony. It shaped what he was now, the good and the bad. Peter did have an advantage over Tony... he was likable, albeit a bit of a dork. Tony wasn't, so arrogant and showy he was back in his college days. Hubris has always been the Starks downfall and Tony had it in spades. One look at what happened with Ultron and now with the Sokovia Accords was enough evidence of that. “And the women... ohhh my. You'll be fighting them off you, I promise.” He added, just to make the kid feel good about himself.

What Parker said about him – Tony – being a target was the reason why Tony was still hesitant about fully taking Spiderman under his wing. He had seen this movie before. Everyone Stark has cared about has been used as a way to get to him or has been taken from him because some bullshit reason or another. His mom and his dad killed by Barnes because Hydra wanted something, Pepper used to get to Tony and almost getting herself killed several times because of her connection to him. Happy, Rhodie, now Natasha and Steve, Banner, everyone he had ever loved. Iron Man was being held hostage by its very nature. The last thing he wanted was to have to go to May Parker and tell her that something bad has happened to Peter. He would not be able to live with himself. Even if he didn't like Peter – and he did, a lot – it would still be so hard for him. To imagine the look on May's face, just like that woman looked at him when she told him her son died in Sokovia... no... Tony would not be able to handle that.

And yet... the kid had so much raw potential. And he was going to do his Spiderman thing with or without Tony's consent. So might as well give him all the tools he would need to keep himself unhurt and alive. Might as well bring him closer, so he could keep an eye on him. Not to mention that Parker proved himself during the battle at that airport. Sure, the 'renegades' – God, he hated calling his friends that – weren't going to hurt Spiderman, they were just trying to escape, but still, he did very well going toe to toe with the crème de la crème, one half of Earth's Mightiest Heroes. “You, a good influence? Don't kid yourself... eh... kid. But fine, if she wants to use me to keep you out of her hair, then I'll obliged. I like being used by woman... just... eh... don't tell her I said that.” He'll give Parker a chance, he owed him at least that. But baby steps first.

It were moments like the one with the comic books that reminded Tony how young Parker was. “No, don't do something 'stupidly', awesome or not. I do a lot of those all by myself. But yeah... we need to do something about that. How dare them not being impressed that you know me? I mean... look at me, I am awesomesauce! You should be cool just by association. So yeah... we can't have that. Tell you what, schedule a meet and greet at your school. I'll go there, and charm the ever living crap out of your schoolmates. One day with me and everyone would be all over you.” He rummaged through his stack of comics and found one in a nice protective cover, pristine, almost in mint condition. It has Captain America in its cover. “This one is from 1942. Back in those days, the comic books company worked closely with the government to create propaganda pieces. This one is the only one in existence, as they never distributed any copies for the general public. It was created back when Steve was fighting in World War II, as propaganda by the SSR, the precursor of SHIELD. See there? That's Steve's signature. He signed it for my dad. Howard was a huge Captain America fanboy.”

He handed the comic book to Peter. “Here, you keep it. I never read it... I had a sort of jealousy towards Steve because my dad was such a huge dork for him. Steve, Steve, Steve... ugh!” What Parker didn't know was that Stark was handing him a fortune. That comic book was one of a kind and would fetch a huge price in the collection market. He just wished the kid won't go and sell it on E-bay for ten dollars or something equally stupid. “Anyway, to business. Yes, a Lady friend, but I can't promise you she won't be as snarky as Friday. Her name is KATHERINE PRYDE and don't go and drool all over yourself when you see her. That is also uncool.” He walked to his holographic projector and a hologram appeared. “I have this project... well... actually I have several, but we'll start you with one. Baby steps. I am thinking on improving on my Iron Man suit with the use of nanotech. It would also make it my Mark XXX, nice round number... especially when... eh... I lost most of the previous twenty-nine... long story.” He stared at Peter with that insolent Tony Stark look of his. “Did you bring your suit with you?” He asked.

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It felt like forever, but didn’t it always feel that way?...well for the people who actually showed up to class. However he didn’t need to be reminded, as his senior year approached, already guidance counselors were coming in to talk to them about filling out their resumes, getting financial aid and trying to find the college right for them. Peter took Tony’s words to heart and really did hope people were joking when they said “college is like high school with ashtrays.” Peter smirked at his reassurance that he’d find someone someday. ”I’m learning from the best, right?” he asked.

Peter hadn’t gotten himself that deep yet as it seemed the only ones with a serious vendetta against him were social media, bloggers, vloggers and everyone else trying to figure out what his deal was and like everything else on the internet using him to stir up unnecessary drama. However he knew what he was in for...at least he thought he did. In years to come there would be enemies that would know his name, the people he loved, try to ruin his life in ways he couldn’t even begin to imagine. However whatever waited for Spider-man or Peter Parker, he was still willing to face it whether age 17 or age 99. Uncle Ben had made the point clear that not everyone could bend steel with their bare hands, summon storms or go toe to toe with a god, that the world needed more heroes, whether they could build things, fight things or just find the courage in themselves just to speak out. Things weren’t going to get better until they made them better and good people like them lead the way.

He chuckled, he knew that Tony was a questionable mentor at times, the man had a record, topping of which were various potential war crimes (of which he was acquitted). However, he had his heart (or whatever was left of it) in the right place….or at least Peter thought. He gave Peter confidence, the tech and a reminder of why he became Spider-man in the first place. In addition, while Peter let his own heart overrule his brain once in a while, he did listen to Stark and the advice he had to give. He had nothing but respect for the guy, even though it tended to manifest in the form of an awkward fanboy. ”Tell her? I was planning on telling the media, you know how much they pay to take quotes like that out of context?” he joked.

He expected a lot of things to happen while in the internship, prepared for a lot of things including another alien invasion, but this kind of generosity? Peter’s jaw dropped. ”Wait...what...did…don’t you...” Peter couldn’t speak it just kept coming out in a series of unintelligible words and sounds as Peter tried to articulate his thoughts and find what he was trying to say. However, the look in those eyes and the two words that made sense said it all. ”Thank you” mustering up all the feeling someone like him could display. He couldn’t freaking believe it, he just agreed to do a meet and greet at his school. He would’ve hugged him, but he remembered how well that went getting out of the limo when he had dropped him off in Queens. So he figured that would suffice for now. ”Just do me a favor don’t use the word “awesomesauce”” he said jokingly, it was a word anyone barely used any more and just seemed so weird seeing him say it.

The teenager gazed over the comic with interest and curiosity. He had seen comics like this at conventions and the like, often vacuum packed, triple sealed and behind some kind of display, but never had he seen the comic Tony handed to him or gotten this close to one this valuable. He felt the old pages and looked over them as if he was holding the most precious and fragile treasure in this galaxy or any other. Giving it the kind of appreciation and care only a nerd could possibly give. ”Seems things don’t change, after they got Cap out of the ice, they propped him up in front of a camera to film PSA’s. They covered everything from peer pressure to exercise and eating right. Whenever the teachers don’t feel like teaching they’ll prop one of these on and give us a worksheet” he told him.”They’d be a lot more interesting if they featured Cap beating up Hydra agents and monsters” he chuckled. Heating more of the backstory he looked down at it and traced the signature with his eyes. If it wasn’t for the ink contrasted against the bright colors, he wouldn’t have noticed it at all, seemed so humble in a book that more or less portrayed Captain America as a larger than life hero on the levels of John Henry or Paul Bunyan.

”I can’t take this” he said humbly. Peter had a general ballpark of how much this thing was worth and while he couldn’t give an exact figure he could tell anybody it was worth “a lot.” He knew at any auction it could fetch a considerable fortune (as long as he didn’t take it to the Pawn Stars), however if he was going to take it, he knew it’d be something he could never sell. It was one of a kind, a gift and really he knew that few on this planet would appreciate it as much as he could. ”Well if it helps, Iron Man has more than his share of fans out there. People say Cap is the American spirit, well I’ve heard them say you’re the American dream. And people talk as much about Iron Man as they do Cap” he commented...damn that was cheesy, but still heartfelt. ”Don’t want to sound stalker-ish”...ok that is a word now. ”But I think you’re awesome”

”Don’t worry I can handle myself and promise I won’t scare her away.” he told him half-jokingly. He looked at the hologram, examining it closely and picking it apart to the best of his ability, examining it’s design. ”Nanotech...isn’t that mostly theoretical?” Peter asked curiously. ”I know Pym tech claimed they were onto something, before the place imploded” he told him.”Mark XXX, doesn’t that sound...err nevermind” ”Get your mind out of the gutter Parker.” Peter mentally noted.

It was getting hotter out and harder to hide the suit without the aid of a hoodie, which forced Peter to get creative. In this case it was a “dress to impress” motto and his Aunt’s refusal to let him go up to Mr. Stark’s office without at least a polo shirt. He had dressed a little more professionally and as much as he hated it, it made it easier to smuggle past security digging through his backpack. He opened up the button down shirt colored to hide the brightly colored costume hidden beneath it. ”I usually keep it near by” he said.

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He had to smile when Parker was telling him of Captain America's PSA's, but the smile came as one of immense sadness. Rogers was the role model Stark would never be, not that Tony wanted to be one, but still, if someone was to ask him who was the better man... Tony would have said Steve's name without a pause to consider his answer. Of course, he would never admit it in public, but to himself... he admitted it all the time. “Awesomesauce is a perfectly usable word. Millennials! And yes, I do remember Nick Fury telling me about doing those PSA's too... hell no. That would have cramped my style. I let Cap be the boyscout.” The funny thing was, most of the topics covered in those PSA's were probably things Steve had no idea about. Back in his time there was no social media and cyberbullying and all that nonsense. Hell, even in Stark's younger years there was none of that. Bullying back then was physical. A fool wanted to treat you like shit and either you stood up to him or got your ass whooped. Words on a phone or computer screen were just that... words. People needed to grow tougher skin. Stick and stone and all that jazz...

“It is number thirty, you little perv! You know, as in roman numerals? See, this is why I can't take you anywhere.” He said and then smirked. “And yes, before you ask, I have made twenty-nine different versions of the Iron Man suit. I used to have them in the Hall of Awesomeness... that's not the actual name, but I like it, which was a nice and big place here in the Tower but... eh... I kinda destroyed most of them... don't ask.” That business with Pepper and Mandarin and all that shit. It was a shame he lost not only most of them but also his Iron Legion. At the moment he only had left the Mark I, II, IX, X and XXIX. It was a shame he didn't have the Mark VII, his favorite as it was the one he used during the battle of New York. He wondered if the Sokovia Accords would put limits on the number of Iron Man suits he could have? That would suck and he was not that sure he would comply with it.

When Parker mentioned Hank Pym, Tony made a gagging sound. He hated that old, smug fool. Then he remembered that other dude... Scott something or other. The one that was on Steve's side. Equally useless, although that Ant Man suit had potential in the hands of a REAL genius, mainly, Stark. “Pym is just a glorified waste of air and smells like Old Spice. Even Frost International was kicking his company's roody pooh candy ass all over Wall Street, the best that happened to them was that they imploded and good riddance.” He, of course, didn't mention the fact that Frost International was doing the same thing to Stark Industries... why confuse the kid? That company was becoming a problem... they were taking everything. Once again Tony thought it would be a good idea to visit the Hellfire Club – which he was a member of good standing – and see if he could have a talk with that Emma chick. Well... that was just an excuse, he just wanted to go to the Club... it was so much fun!

“And no, it is not theoretical. At least not to someone as badass as I am. I have managed to create self-replicating nanobots that can unite and build stuff. The only roadblock is that they are a bit unstable... something to do with the programming. But there is where my friend comes in. She is a wiz in computer software.” His idea was to use nanobots in conjunction with the Badassium, the element he invented to power the Reactor, to basically create an Iron Man suit around himself, without the need of rings or clunky suits. He could carry the suit right on his Arc Reactor, which he still had attached to his chest even though he didn't need it anymore. That was one point of conflict – one of many – he had with Pepper. Anyway, not only that, but the suit would be able to auto-repair itself when damaged. “You are alright building things, so I think you could lend a hand.” Parker showed an amazing aptitude for engineering and it has been wasted... this kid could have been in M.I.T. already.

The kid showed him the suit and Stark nodded in agreement. “How's the on-board A.I. behaving? Oh wait, I never activated it, right? Easily fixed.” He picked a small device, pointed it at Parker and pressed a button. It made a chirping sound. “There. You now have your own voice-in-your-head. I programmed her to keep you out of trouble and also scold you when you need a good scolding. Don't worry, she is nicer than Friday.” Everyone was nicer than Friday. Most people, like Kitty, missed J.A.R.V.I.S. because he was more polite and well behaved. Tony, on the other hand, liked Friday and how rude and dick-ish she was. It represented him better. She was also more reliable and way more advanced than J.A.R.V.I.S was. If it wasn't for Friday's analysis and quick thinking during his fight with Steve... she did prove herself on that one.

“You know, I am right here. I can hear you. And good luck with that piss poor version of me, Spider-runt.” Friday said.

Tony walked to the balcony. “Nothing I make is piss poor. Anyway, deploy the rings, me and the kid are going out.” He said and walked to the rings, the Mark X connecting itself around him. “Suit up Parker. Let's go for a spin. That way I can see how the modifications on your suit behave and also how you adapt to the A.I. It takes a bit of time getting used to it. Why not head to the Avengers Compound? We can grab something to eat there. Follow me... if you can.” He said, punched his repulsor thrusters and off he went.

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Iron Man doing PSA’s yeah he didn’t see that happening and chuckled at the thought of him trying to repeat written lines trying to talk how people thought teens spoke. Mr. Stark was larger than life and no video could contain or display that kind of personality. Which actually made him both excited and anxious for the promise of him showing up at his school. He knew he was charming, charismatic and people were going to love meeting him in person. However he could only hope that politics wouldn’t get in the way. There were a few students and teachers who weren’t happy with the accords or some of the questionable actions of the Avengers and Iron Man in the past. However he figured he could handle himself regardless, he dealt with paparazzi, congressional hearings and supervillains.

Naturally Peter couldn’t help but wonder what happened to the other suits, what they were used for and of course just how they were assembled, but he straight up told him not to ask. Seeing how this project went and how much Mr. Stark had trusted him with his secrets, he’d love to go through some of the archives, see some of the tech he toyed with and see why they were scrapped. However for now he was more than eager to get to work on the nanotech, this was next level stuff that’d make Inspector Gadget scowl with envy. If he, Stark and his lady friend could perfect it, it’d be positively revolutionary, as profound and powerful as the creation of the atomic bomb. ”Sounds better than the 2-bedroom apartment of solitude” he joked. ”Would’ve loved to see it.” he commented.

Peter laughed ”Well it sounds like you two are getting along nicely, when’s the wedding?” he joked.

He wasn’t hacking the pentagon, or building arc reactors, but Peter was proud of what he managed to pull off diving through dumpsters, ebay listings and smuggling out of the school’s chemistry lab. Spider-man’s arsenal was a triumph of technology, biology and chemistry, he was creating what even the most brilliant scientists had to milk out of a genetically altered goat. Thanks to Stark Tech he was able to take it all to the next level, stopping bad guys, rescuing people and swinging around in style. Naturally nanotech sounded like one Hell of a challenge, but one he wasn’t going to turn away from. ”Let me have a look at it, I’m sure between all of us we can make it work” he commented. ”Yeah I know it’s not going to be easy, but I guess it’ll be worth it just to see Pym’s face, right?” he asked him.

”A.I.?” Peter asked curiously. Seriously what didn’t Mr. Stark equip this suit with and just how many features was he hiding from him in all that code? He would’ve probably asked him out loud, but he was in the moment, nerding out more than usual as he heard the click of the button, the buzz of his mask and the introduction to the technology. ”Err hello?” Peter asked curiously as he pulled his mask out of his pocket and slipped it on. His eyes lit up, the apertures adjusted and inside the mask he heard a voice buzz in his ear...a woman’s voice. ”Greetings Spider-man, welcome to your first update patch. The current features have been made available” the voice said as it laid them out on a HUD. ”This is totally awesome” Spider-man smirked. ”Does she have a name?” Peter asked his mentor.

”Love you too Friday” Peter said sarcastically.

”Wait, Avengers Compound, like right now?”[/b] he asked as he unbuttoned his shirt, dropped his pants and put them neatly down, to reveal the Spider-man uniform beneath it. So far this had been THE BEST DAY EVER and probably something he wouldn’t be shutting up about for the next several years. Mr. Stark was the best mentor ever and the coolest guy he knew. He knew Ned would have to cut out the jokes about Peter fetching Tony’s coffee once he heard about this. Seeing Mr. Stark take off Peter ran off after him. ”Err do you know de wae?” Peter asked the A.I. jokingly doing his best impression of the Ugandan Knuckles meme. She responded with a few clicks as she brought up the HUD and marked the location and highlighted Iron Man as he flew. ”I like you already” he smirked. Going out and to the ledge he pulled up the holographic menu trying to find the web wings. ”Allow me to get that for you” the voice buzzed, activating the gliding apparatus. ”Thanks” he muttered.

Climbing to the ledge, Peter hesitated, silently praying this would go a lot better than the drills he ran at home. Diving off the building and into the skyline, Peter felt the wind catch him and carry him. ”WHOOO!” He let out a hoot of success as he came into proximity of the nearest building. ”Ready suit lady? Get ready to drop the wings…...now!” he said as he felt himself free falling, before launching a tether of webbing from his wrist and launching him to the next with THWIP! THIS WAS AWESOME!

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As he soared through the air, Tony made sure he wasn't flying too high nor to fast, to allow Parker to catch up with him. It seemed that the kid liked the A.I. Stark had install on the Spiderman suit and Tony was curious to hear what name he would give her. Tony didn't go overboard with the programming, just making her efficient enough to help Parker but not something as complicated as Friday or even J.A.R.VI.S. back in the day. Baby steps. As time goes by, he would upgrade it bit by bit, but for now it was good enough to keep Parker out of trouble and assist him in his crime fighting adventures. Artificial Intelligence technology was Stark's bread and butter, he remembered the publicity he got when he first revealed J.A.R.VI.S, although he also received a lot of negative publicity because of another A.I. he made... Ultron. But besides that failure – although some could say it was not a failure, it was a fully sentient Artificial Intelligence that just went... insane – he had made leaps and bounds in A.I. tech that no one has been able to match.

“Is he keeping up?” He asked his own onboard A.I.

“Yes.” There was a pause. “Why do people do not like me, Tony?” Friday said inside his helmet.

“Huh?”

“It is a straightforward question. I am the most advance technology that you have ever created. But all I hear is how people do not like my 'attitude'. As if that got anything to do with how amazing I am.” Friday sounded genuinely puzzled. “Besides, if the do not like my 'attitude', they should blame you, not me, for it.”

Great... now my A.I. is having an existential crisis? Worse, she was blaming him for it. She sure as hell behaved as if she was his wife... seriously. It was bad enough that he himself was having his own mental crisis, now he also had to get counseling for Friday? And how in hell he could do that? Create another A.I. programmed with a PhD in psychology? Although, he had something that came close to that... Vision. Maybe get his old pal to have a talk with Friday? What the hell! Here he was flying with a kid in a red and blue suit towards the Avengers' Compound and he was thinking about getting his Artificial Intelligence some therapy! Life was more and more surreal for Tony as time went by. “Eh... they just don't understand how cool you are. If it's any consolation, most people don't like my attitude either... or me personally for that matter. Don't let it bother you.” He said, trying to be diplomatic.

“It is not any consolation. Turn left twenty degrees, you are veering off course.”

He did so and was grateful that it appeared Friday had dropped the topic of people don't liking her. Was it weird that he felt a sort of kinship with his A.I.? Friday was basically an extension of Tony, as he programmed her personality mirroring his own. While J.A.R.V.I.S. was based on Edwin Jarvis, who was the nicest and most polite fellow anyone could have had the pleasure of meeting, Friday was more closer modeled to Tony himself. Brilliant, extremely blunt, dick-ish, arrogant. She was also light years ahead of anything J.A.R.V.I.S. could do, like auto-update herself, learn, adapt, and... it seemed... auto-evaluate herself. This was quite fascinating and at the same time a bit terrifying. The memory of Ultron was still quite alive in Tony's mind. But he did build safeguards when he constructed and programmed Friday and there was not going to be a repeat of the Ultron fiasco.

“Avengers' Compound ahead.”

He saw it. That building cost him a fortune and a half to build and now it was barely used. Rhodie sometimes went and did some of his therapy and kept an eye on things from time to time, but with half of the team gone and with Bruce disappearing and Thor just recently arriving, it have had very few uses. It was a good idea to bring the kid here... at least someone would appreciate how amazing the compound was and also it would feel good to have someone around, at least for a while. "Friday, communicate with Spidey's A.I. and tell her to tell Parker to lash on to me as we approach. He still has no clearance to bypass the security measures.” He was going to park right inside the hangar and for that Parker needed to get close... and by close it meant basically be on Iron Man's back. The compound security measures would catalog Spiderman as a hostile if he didn't.

“Already done. I don't like her attitude, by the way.”

He scoffed at that. Of course Friday wouldn't. The rest of the maneuver went without a hitch and Iron Man landed inside the massive hangar, the Avengers Quinjet parked in a corner. Before the whole mess with the Accords, Tony was thinking of buying a few more of them from the WSC, now that SHIELD was gone, but well... shit happened. “Welcome to Chateu de Avengers. How did the A.I. behaved?” He asked and then the canopy of the Iron Man suit opened and out stepped Tony. “Have you given her a name yet?” He added as he walked towards the entrance of the compound.

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Peter was getting good at this, for him, moving from one sky scraper to another, atop trucks, busses and just about every vehicle you could imagine, it was as natural as his own heartbeat. Not sure if that was another gift from the spider-bite or just his own body adapting to it, he couldn’t say, but he had yet to hit the pavement and thanks to his new A.I. he didn’t think he’d ever get lost again...unless Mr. Stark cut a few corners and installed her with Garmin or something. Peter could see the phones raised and people watching with interest and curiosity as he swung overhead with an unnatural and amazing grace. ”So is there a crap terms and conditions I have to agree to and never read? Or a registration form I’ll never fill out?” Spider-man asked jokingly. ”Not that I am aware of, but one should never sign anything with reading it first” the A.I. said. ”So did Mr. Stark program you with the “P.A.T.” A.I. from that old movie “Smart House” or something?” Peter asked half-jokingly. ”I have never seen “Smart House” the A.I. admitted. ”When this is over we are sooo watching that.” he joked.

It was one Hell of a trip and it reminded him many times over of another old Disney movie, one older than “Smart House” that featured singing dogs and a cat...it’d probably come to him later. However as they reached the compound, Peter got the word that he’d need to stay close. ”How close?” Peter asked. ”You’d have to be on top of him. Don’t worry his suit is...” the A.I. commented. ”I know”[/b] Peter interrupted. ”In that case you have less than a minute to do so” the A.I. said and with that a panicked Peter launched himself and on to the man’s back, kind of laughing at the imagery that came to mind, Luke Skywalker carrying Yoda through the swamp.

Once they landed, he dropped with a soft thud and looked around with interest and curiosity at the hangar that surrounded them. He couldn’t believe it, he was actually here! The avengers compound! A place many have heard of, few have seen up close and plenty people would kill to spend the day at with Iron Man as their guide. He didn’t know where to begin, what to do. ”Control yourself Parker” Peter mentally whispered to himself….yeah that lasted for like 5 seconds. ”Oh my God, I’m actually here” Peter said to himself. ”I mean this is where...err sorry. I know, so not cool” Peter muttered apologetically.

”She’s great, but when we get home, going to have to have a movie marathon, if she’s going to hang with me, she needs to get at least half of my references” he chuckled. Peter pursed his lips and furrowed his brow as he tried to think of a name. ”What about Karen?” he asked curiously. ”She kind of sounds like a Karen” and just not any Karen, but Plankton’s A.I. from Spongebob. Yeah it was silly, it was a bit immature on his part, but it made sense to him. ”You like it? Think it’s better than “suit lady” he commented to the A.I. ”I agree as I don’t think “suit lady” is a proper name.” the voice buzzed. ”Alright cool” Peter smirked before taking off his mask.

”So what’s up with the nanotech?” he asked him. ”You have some stuff I could look over?” he asked him curiously. ”Schematics? Code? Concepts” he asked. Again for the most part the technology was mostly theoretical, but not beyond the Avengers. After all he fought a freaking giant, he had an A.I. and hell even he managed to create advanced biotech from some old parts, chemicals and peorein. Yeah it was an intimidating project, but one with infinite potential. Peter was on board to make this work and would work as long as he needed to create the most badass Stark tech ever.

...Oliver and Company, that was it! Yet another movie he’d probably have to expose Karen to.

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“Dude, you're embarrassing me in front of the A.I.s.” Tony said at Parker's burst of excitement at being at the compound. But he could understand the reaction. Ever since he recruited him to be part of the capture mission back at Leipzig, Spiderman has been quite clear that he wanted to be part of the Avengers, although in not so many words. The signs were all there, though. He even wanted to keep on fighting even though it was clear back at the airport that he hurt himself. If nothing, the kid had heart and a sense of duty. But how much of it was actual sense of duty and not just a desire for thrills? Tony has seen it before... mainly in himself. Sure, he had saved the world alongside his fellow Avengers plenty of times, but deep inside what motivated him to put his life on the line everytime was the exhilaration, the need for danger and excitement. He just hoped Parker wasn't becoming a 'superhero junky'.

They entered the main complex of the base and Stark turned around when Peter was talking about his new A.I. “Aww, that's so sweet. I wish both of you a lot of fun on your date.” He said teasingly. Another thing that showed him how much Parker reminded him of himself. He had done that, having J.A.R.V.I.S. and now Friday watch his favorite shows and movies with him, with Friday always observing that she could simply just download the show into her positronic brain and didn't need to actually 'watch' it. But where was the fun in that? Tony, for all his flamboyance, was very attached to his A.I., and just spending time talking with Friday was in a way... fun. J.A.R.V.I.S., in a way, still did it as Vision. Yeah, he had issues... no big secret there. “Karen... you know, I used to date a Karen back when I was selling weapons to the military. She had one fine... eh... nevermind.” He shook his head and entered the command room.

The Compound was divided into several sections. There were living quarters for the members of the team and even visitors – he was getting tired of the Avengers always wrecking Stark Tower! – the conference room adjacent to the kitchen and the 'living room', a training area – that was Cap's idea – with a gym, an entertainment room for winding out after a mission and of course, the command room, the lifeblood of the whole place. Stark wanted to have a pool and even a video game room, but the others told him that it was too much. These guys were lame! He wasn't going to mention their reaction when he proposed a strip club... although Rhodie was all for it! Anyway, all areas were accessible from the command room through a network of hallways and elevators. The other good thing about the Compound was that Stark financed its construction all by himself, which meant that it did not belong to the WSC, it was his private property and hence he could at least have some control on who came in and out of it.

“Keep your pants up, dude.” He replied jovially and a hologram of a tiny little robot appeared on one of the projectors. In all honesty, he had been working on this idea for a while now, ever since he destroyed most of his Iron Man suits. The problem with Iron Man was that it took a few seconds for him to become Iron Man. Few seconds that could be the difference between life or a painful and not so pleasant death for him or the people he cared about. He learned that the hard way not only when Pepper was in danger, but also during the Ultron fiasco. Not to mention when Loki threw him out of a window during the Battle of New York. He was always trying to cut down the suit up time and got him thinking about nanobots. What if he had a self-replicating suit, one that he could carry with him at all times housed on his Arc Reactor? A 'Bleeding Edge Armor' if you will? It was a daunting project, but one he was excited about because it was so challenging.

“Right now all I got are the schematics of the nanobots and a few prototypes. Building them are easy... I mean, hello? Genius here! However, the part that is a bitch is programming them to create a suit that could be both durable and flexible, not to mention they need to self-replicate.” That right there was the challenge. The bots needed to connect themselves and create a suit around him, but what if it got damaged in a fight? The codes for it were astronomically long and complex. Friday could help, but even her needed help. There were so many variables he had to take into account. He walked to the kitchen and pulled out of the frig ham, cheese, mayo and bread. As he made Peter a sandwich, he continued. “I got other projects, like upgrading the Hulk-Buster – her name is Veronica – and also some silly crap the WSC wants me to do, something about a holographic disguise system like Black Widow's Widow Shell. Between us, that crap is not worth it... it always malfunctioned on her, or so she told me one time. I can do much better than that.” He had no idea why Ross contacted him with that. But hey, it was a contract and Stark Industries was in no position to say no, not with Frost International taking all their government contracts away. He handed the sandwich to Peter, with a bag of chips and a soda. “There, a Stark special. Anyway, what you want to see next in the Compound?”

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Peter was a fanboy, he never denied it and it was only natural he enjoyed the prospect of being an Avenger, but the Stark Internship showed him that Spider-man could be more, do more and he wanted those opportunities. He knew that the world was changing, technology was evolving from the fallout of the battle of New York and the scraps people were playing with, people were mutating in ways even the army didn’t seem prepared for and right now he was stopping muggers. He just hoped chasing his idol didn’t blind him and lead him down a dark path the way his powers did when he first got them.

He could still remember those days, arrogant, smug, believing that the scales finally balanced after everything the universe did to him. It felt great to do anything he wanted, to be whatever he wanted, but it took a smack upside the head and the loss of his uncle to see that he had choices. Maybe the universe would pay him back for the good and bad he contributed or maybe it wouldn’t, but at the end of the day he was given the opportunity to be who he wanted and at the end of the day, when it was all said and done, the answer usually came back the same “a hero.” The man on the frontlines and leaping off of skyscrapers to help people who couldn’t bench press a car of stand up to a maniac who genetically altered himself.

Her rolled his eyes, but he’d be lying if he didn’t enjoy the snarky commentary. He knew that he and Karen would have to learn about each other and that it would take some time for them to get used to working together, but in his mind it was an awesome start.

The compound was impressive a mix of form and function, comfort and practicality and above all else style. While he saw influences of others and aspects of the facilities reflected the personalities of the other avengers, the place had “Stark” written all over it. And naturally for Peter, he couldn’t believe it all, it certainly put the Osbourne’s penthouse to shame. He could only imagine what this place was like once upon a time and before the accords, in his mind he could see Captain America training in the facilities and trying desperately to understand the technology constantly bugging the others like a grandpa trying to figure out his cellphone, he could see Falcon and War Machine racing in the skies above and of course the Hulk petting a deer and surrounded by birds...err he wasn’t sure why that image came to mind, but it was amusing, more than likely inspired by the Beauty and the Beast remake he and Aunt May watched.

”Let’s focus on keeping yours up.” Peter joked as he was directed towards the projection, using his fingers to enlarge it and examine various components. A suit made entirely from nanites, the ideas were there, the technology was there from what he could see the matter was getting it to work. Peter examined it closely his scientific mind disassembling and reassembling the parts he could recognize to see what Mr. Stark had in mind and what problems he was facing. ”Durable and flexible? Did you think about reinforcing the suit with spider silk and teaching the little guys how to weave?” he asked. ”I admit it can’t stop a blast from a plasma cannon, but use them as tendons and muscle, it’d do the job.It can take a lot of abuse and carry a current. In addition my web-blasters can produce it in seconds, should be quick to repair” he commented. ”In fact Oscorp is still milking the stuff out of genetically engineered goats and spiders hoping they can figure out how to make parachutes strong enough to drop a tank and cables that can bend, swing and not break” he told him. ”In addition, if you’re looking for something between a bunch of little robots and a hive mind that can work together to make a suit, yet act on their own to replicate, repair, etc. I may have some ideas, but I’d need some time, agar plates, an A.I. who can shadow and some bread.” Peter said pointing to the sandwich he was making.

”I’d love to see it in person.” Peter commented. The Hulkbuster was an impressive piece of tech that could do a lot of damage or bring a lot of good. It amazed him that such a thing could exist and could actually take on the Hulk. He had seen it in action from the news and various youtube videos, but he wondered how big it really was and just what Mr. Stark was doing to improve upon the design. ”I’m guessing the creepy old dudes at the WSC just want it to take 40 years off when they’re on camera or something that will allow them to look like Ryan Reynolds” Peter joked.

Peter took a bite of the sandwich, he opened up the chips and opened the soda with a pop. ”It’s great, thank you” Peter smirked. Being asked where he’d like to go first Peter looked at him. ”Actually the bathroom” Peter admitted. ”Mind telling me where it is?” he asked.

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Listening to the kid, one could easily forget that he was indeed a kid. Parker, ever since Tony showed up at his Queen's apartment in the lead up to the battle of the airport, had impressed Stark with his acute understanding of not only engineering but also science. The billionaire had analyzed the web-blasters as well as the compound used for the web itself and it was brilliant, so much so that he didn't make new ones when he built the Spiderman suit he gave Peter, but instead just used the ones Parker had made. The resilience and strength of the webbing was quite tested during the battle and it was impressively strong but at the same time malleable. He would not go as far as too make the whole Iron Man suit out of the substance because first, ewww, and second, it would not provide as much protection as the metal alloy he uses. Also, then he would not be Iron Man and instead would be... Web-Man? Gross. Why didn't the kid pick a different insect? Tony hated spiders, they were creepy.

However, he was on to something with the idea. “Use the web as a thread to keep the bots together... see what I did there? Thread?” He said, looking at the hologram as Peter moved it around. That would solve the problem of the bots scattering too much and losing cohesiveness. Still didn't solve the problem of self-replication, though. But it was a start. They could synthesize the substance as a kind of glue that would keep the form they took together. The other thing that Stark needed to produce was energy required to maintain the form once made, but he supposed he could modify the Arc Reactor to increase the power outage. 'Badassium' as an element was only produced by the Arc Reactor itself, as it did not exist in natural form... just like plutonium was created by nuclear reactors, but safer and cleaner. In fact, it was Badassium what Tony was using when he launched that clean energy initiative with Pepper, just days before the Chitauri mess.

“Veronica? She is right now out there...” He pointed up. “I keep her in orbit on one of Stark Satellites. But eventually I'll have to bring her to one of my research facilities for a truckload of upgrades. Haven't played with her for two years now.” There has been no need, since the Ultron threat, for the Hulk-Buster, especially since there was no Hulk around either for that same period of time. Originally created to be strong enough to stop Hulk if Banner ever lost control over it – which he did back then – the massive suit was not very subtle, considering the extreme damage it and Hulk did in their fight. Of course, the military and the WSC in particular had been salivating on getting their grubby paws on it, but Stark had refused to even allowing them to have a look at it. Last thing he wanted was for someone to try to reverse engineer Veronica and make a prototype of it. “I'll introduce you to her one of these days, seeing that you get all excited with A.I.s... hopefully you'll not make Karen jealous.” He added, smirking.

When the topic moved to the project the WSC asked Tony to work on, he too was curious. He supposed that it might be a tool for WSC agents to disguise themselves when doing spy things, but if that was the case... why they were investing so much? Something like the Widow's Shell that Natasha used could have been sufficient, but when Stark pointed that out to them, they said that they wanted something more advanced than that. He could understand wanting something more stable... as said, one of Nat's main complains about her Shell was that it was flaky and prone to malfunction. But still... there was more. There was something more about this that the WSC were not telling. Nevertheless, they decided to pay a ridiculous amount of money for it and if Stark refused, they'd just take the contract to Frost International. Tony could not have that.

He sighed when Parker asked for the way to the bathroom and pointed at its direction. “Down that hall and to the left.” He replied and as he waited for the kid to return, he began to look around the command room himself. It seemed so empty without everyone around, cracking jokes or acting the fools. He stared at Nat's favorite chair... she had this thing about no one but her using it, for whatever reason... The conference room, where Stark almost convinced Steve to get on with the program and sign the Accords... The kitchen he just used, where Wanda tried to teach Vision how to cook... All this was so surreal. He remembered when he thought the Avengers Initiative wasn't going to work and told Fury just that, only to be proven correct. It took a few years, but at the end... he was right and it broke his heart.

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Peter could spend forever pulling apart the hologram, learning about the tech, examining the individual pieces that created it, understanding them, fixing them, improving them and in time he would, but right now he had a full bladder and perhaps the most amazing complex on the planet to explore. ”Sounds like an idea” Peter said with a smirk. He naturally didn’t expect Mr. Stark to make a suit out of webbing, Hell Peter wasn’t even crazy to try that, however it was one of the most amazing materials on the planet, a complex mass of proteins that had an amazing amount of potential that far extended swinging from skyscrapers and webbing up bad guys.

All this talk of technology had Peter excited, because there was nothing that upset him more than that feeling of being helpless. Back before he became Spider-man it didn’t just come from having the crap kicked out of him, but having the answers, solutions, but nobody who was really willing to take them seriously. He was still a kid and unless he had at least a college diploma on the wall, nobody was listening, even then it was questionable at best if he would be taken seriously. Norman Osborn was an example of that, always joking that Peter could work for him someday, like one might tell a kid he could be president. Never realizing that in a high school chemistry lab, he managed to build and perfect what a team of scientists couldn’t. And even when he toured Oscorp, it was a “look, but don’t touch” mentality. He knew Mr. Stark still wasn’t exactly willing to trust him entirely quite yet, but the opportunity was there and so was the trust. This was next level tech designed to save the world and he was allowed to work on it.

Peter was impressed by everything he saw and what was built, but walking down the hall he realized how quiet this place truly was, how depressing it seemed. It had some of the coolest stuff on Earth at its disposal, but not a lot of people to use it. So many of the Avengers were gone, broken up by the events of the accords. Many were on the run, while others seemed like they needed time to lick their wounds and recover from the aftermath, while others just seemed to disappear entirely. He felt kind of bad for his mentor, the other avengers and while he was eager to get working on the project, he figured there was something he needed to do first.

He used the bathroom and washed his hands and made his way back down the hall. ”I’m impressed, just surprised you didn’t install one of those Japanese smart toilets” Peter told him jokingly. He looked around him and heard the silence, this place needed life, this place needed fun. And while many claimed that Peter Parker is the guy fun went to to die, he figured he could give a little life, if only for a moment or so. ”So does this place have some kind of badass speaker system?” he asked curiously. ”I tend to work a little better when there’s music” the teenager continued returning to his sandwich.

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