Alright! Here's the second bit! Peter never really makes it past the SI lobby on his field trip...I tried but somewhere between my head and my fingers the plot warped and twisted until it was unrecognizable...sorry ahead of time for mistakes, it's late and im only .5% awake...I hope this is what people like...

Perhaps the NDAs had not been a good idea in the long run, because when the New Stark Tower opened for school tours Mr. Harrington signed the Honors Chem class and the Advanced Robotics class up for a tour. Not knowing Peter was an intern there of course. Apparently, only upper-level faculty were told of the internship fact due to the NDAs. So now on a Tuesday afternoon, Peter Parker was sitting in Chem class being passed back a permission slip to go to the same tower he worked at. Great. Not that he didn't want to go on a field trip, field trips were (normally) great, anything beat a day in class. Buuuuuttt...signing this slip was just asking for trouble.

To make things worse Flash was across the room sneering at him and whispering to his buddies. Due to his alter ego being a secret Peter had to pretend he couldn't hear him, but with his super hearing, he could even if he wished otherwise. From across the room, Peter could hear that Flash was continuing on about how 'fake' Peter's internship was and how 'this' was going to prove everything. Ug. Peter could not wait to prove him otherwise. It was then Flash caught Peter's eye and gave him a sneer and mouthed 'your dead'. Peter just shook his head and frowned looking away to hand the rest of the permission slips back to his best friend Ned. Luckily no matter how jerkish Flash was, Ned always made up for it in epicness.

"OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD!" Ned squealed, "WE'RE GOING TO STARK TOWER!" Good ol'Ned.

"I brought you there once already, don't you remember?" Peter asked through a smile as he turned in his seat. Maybe a field trip wouldn't be so bad with Ned and MJ there?

"But that was just when it was being renovated!" Ned gasped "I didn't actually get to see a functioning lab, or even meet anyone cool!" Ned looked thoughtful for a second before saying more. "Hey, do you think we'll meet Tony Stark on the tour!?"

Peter shook his head. "Naw, Mr. Stark is like super busy lately, and plus he never has anything to do with the tours. Plus this is for next week, and I'm like 90% sure that Mr. Stark will still be in Washington DC then finalizing what buildings to install the new Stark Force Feilds at."

Ned's eyes got big. "That's the project you helped on right?! That's so cool! Hey, wait a minute, shouldn't you be there with him? Cause, ya' know, you made it possible and all?"

Peter rolled his eyes a bit. "I only fixed an old design and helped pitch it in the first place, since it was kinda my fault the whole thing was last minute. We were just lucky that once they saw how well the shields worked and a trained monkey could have sold it to them."

"Still dude. What if you could've met the president?"

Peter giggled and was about to say more, but their teacher had signaled for attention going on a small rant about how 'lucky' the school was for being able to go on this tour and how to act and when to turn in their signed slips. This small rant didn't stop Ned from whispering questions in Peter's ear about everything from 'will the Avengers be there' to 'what floor at the tower has the coolest bathroom?'. Peter wrote down his answers and discreetly passed the note back to Ned, only to receive two notes back. One from Ned and one from MJ who sat behind him. This. Was going to be a long week.

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Peter was right. It had been a long week.

Ned, and surprisingly, MJ's questions were the least of his worries. Ned's quick-fire questions ended after a few days and thankfully MJ asked sparingly few. But Peter did make an effort to answer all of them for his friends:

'So the other Avengers won't be there?'

'No. Stark tower is home to SI, the Avengers will all be upstate at the compound. They would have no reason to come to SI, and would probably avoid the tour even if they did.'

'Will we see the Iron man armor?'

'Nope. The tour runs through the lower labs of the tower, mostly through the ones doing stuff like clean energy research and making machines to clean drinking water, but ya' know still cool stuff.'

'Will we be able to spend the night?! You know, like those sleepover tours at the museum?!'

'No, Ned. It's a four-hour tour with lunch in the middle. But there will be like activities and stuff I think...'

'Do you know who will be leading the tours? Will it be another intern?'

'SI has tour guides ya' know. I'm sure the other interns have stuff to do- and no I barely know any of them and I've never met any of the tour guides.'

'Duuudee! You're like making sure they're not doing any spider based experiments, this time right?'

'...'

'Will we see Ms. Potts? I read somewhere she use to greet tour groups during the old tours'

'Thank you, MJ for a valid question! Yes, Ms. Potts often steps in to say hi to tour groups if she has the time, but like with what's going on right now and Tony in DC she probably will not have the time, sorry.'

Having May sign his permission slip was also a bit bothersome. May asking him again and again if he just wanted to take the day off. Telling him he did not sound that excited about it. While Peter worked at the tower, he had never been on the tour, and he told May he definitely wanted to go, it was just that this week was a bit harsh. It's saying something that the candy she pulls out of nowhere for him is the highlight of the week.

Mr. Stark actually just asked him right out of the blue if he was excited about the tour. FRIDAY with her all-knowing presence had notified him of the tour and of Peter going on it. Peter told him the truth, yes he was excited about the tour, but there were one or two classmates he was afraid would tarnish the day. He didn't tell Mr. Stark about Flash and the bullying, Peter could handle himself, but Mr. Stark did promise to tell the tour guides to watch out for trouble makers. Peter also confirmed that Mr. Stark would be out of town and he had not planned anything 'special' for this tour giving Peter a strange mix of relief and regret that Mr. Stark would not be there for it.

But what made his week really sucky was one Flash Thompson. Flash had never been nice to Peter, or even just remotely tolerable- but during the week upleading to the field trip, he was just plain nasty. He would make an effort to seek Peter out after classes, at lunch, and even in the library to call Peter names and voice his opinions about Peter and his 'lies'. His whole argument being if SI didn't hire Flash there was no way they would hire Penis Parker. Which didn't even make any sense because Peter highly doubts his bully even tried to submit for an internship. Somehow it still got to Peter a bit. He knew Flash did not deserve and SI internship, but Peter was now officially taking up an intern position at SI and some other college student out there would not get hired because of him. Luckily he almost always had either Ned or MJ with him and they were prompt to inform him Flash is nothing but an asehole bully and no one deserved the internship spot more than him.

Flash also bragged over and over again about how HE was much more likely to ever meet Tony Stark because Flash's Father's company was 'definitely' going to get the New York contract for installing the newest Stark tech into schools and hospitals. Flash was just lucky Peter was not a petty person by nature or he would have told Mr. Stark to pick another company for the contract.

Mr. Harrington about mid-week made a new announcement proclaiming he had received word that SI had zero tolerance for any mischief, rulebreaking, bullying, and shenanigans during tours and repeated he did not want anyone to cause any trouble or they would all have to leave the tour early if he didn't find a chaperone. Peter knew this was because of what he had told Mr. Stark, but apparently Flash took it otherwise. Mysteriously an email from an unknown account also ended up in the inboxes of all the students going on the field trip (there was a lot of overlap between the two advanced classes so the total number of kids ended up at about 20) explaining that Peter's internship was fake, and how they should get him kicked off the tour before he ruined the day for all of them at SI. Peter didn't know this at the time though, because he nor Ned and MJ received this email and it was not till later he found out. But he had noticed an increased hostility towards himself the closer the tour got. One girl even going as far as to tell him to 'come clean' so that his field trip spot could be given to her friend instead. Peter had not known what to say, but luckily MJ had and the girl went away nearly in tears.

Yes. It had been a LONG week.

But finally, FINALLY the day of the field trip had come and Peter was for once this week in a good mood. Flash wouldn't be able to do anything at SI and now he just had to get through a bus ride with him and he would be home free. Peter walked up to the crowd around the bus with Ned beside him. They were having a very animated discussion about putting Pokemon in their next Dungeons and Dragons campaign when Mr. Harrington yelled for attention.

"Hello everyone! Are you excited?!" Mr. Harrington shouted to the crowd of students with enthusiasm. What he got back was sleepy cries of 'um..yeah's and a few mild 'yesss's. He went on though in the same tone of voice. "Alright! When I start to call names please line up and board the bus- I don't care where you sit and you can change seats on the way back, but we will be changing busses, so no leaving anything behind!"

A few boys to Peter's left giggled about something that sounded like 'we should leave Parker behind'. But Peter really only started to listen when he heard something that sounded like his name, so he gave the boys the benefit of doubt and continued to listen as Mr. Harrington gestured to a lady standing near Flash.

"This is Mrs. Thompson everyone, say Hi!" Once again he got a very mild reply. Peter said nothing because the sinking feeling in his gut was quickly stealing his good mood. "She was nice enough to volunteer her time today to chaperone our trip. She is here to make sure everyone behaves, anyone caught disobeying her or causing trouble at SI will wait down in the lobby with her until the tour is over and will be getting detention after school!"

Flash looked too smug about this, purposefully grinning at him during the whole spiel. Peter awkwardly adjusted his grip on his bag and did his best to ignore Flash and get on the bus. They were getting on Alphabetically, so MJ got on before Peter and then Ned shortly after her. Ned was planning on sitting with Peter, but he liked the aisle seat, so in a practiced maneuver he would sit with MJ first then switch seats to be on the outside of Peter once he got on, leaving MJ with an empty seat the way she liked. They had done it smoothy enough times, but with Peter's patented Parker Luck the flow of students had been just enough that Ned had to wait an extra two seconds to move and it was just enough time for Flash's Mother to enter the bus.

Now in any logical world, the field trip chaperone would pick a logical seat to help do crowd control and probably not sit with the kid her own kid is bullying, so Peter expected she would just move on, but instead he was asked. "Are you Peter Parker?"

"Um...Yes?" Peter said taken a bit by surprise.

"Is this seat taken?" Mrs. Thompson asked pointing to the seat open next to Peter. And oh man. This was a trap, wasn't it? The awkward moment of trying to explain the seat is saved for your friend who is already sitting with someone else. And her knowing his name? Bad. But Peter didn't want to try and send her away so he moved his bag from the seat and allowed her to sit. Flash sat in front of them in the first seat on the bus. Mr. Harrington, seeing Mrs. Thompson was up front, went to manage the back of the bus. Ned and MJ stayed seated two rows back, and there was a penis drawn on the backside of the seat in front of him. Peter Parker remembered he hated field trips.

Miraculously, with Peter doing his best to ignore the world, they almost made it all the way to Stark tower before his luck hit. Mrs. Thompson tapped Peter's shoulder an motioned for him to take the earbuds out of his ears. He did, knowing he would probably regret it. "Do you know why I'm sitting with you, Peter?" She asked him, in the condescending tone adults use when they ask just that question. Yeah. Peter had a pretty good idea of why she sat with him, and it was backed up with evidence of the snickering Flash in front of them. But he could not say 'because your son is a prick, who gets his mom to fight his battles for him' so he tried for innocent.

"No?"

Mrs. Thompson hummed. "I'm here because Mr. Harrington asked for a chaperone to come help make sure no... predicaments arise during the tour."

Ah. and open-ended sentence. Peter took his chance. He smiled lightly at her. "Well, Don't worry then, Mrs. Thompson! I'm not here to cause any trouble!" And he went to put his earbuds back in, only to have an arm from the seat in front of them yank them away.

"She's talking about you lying about having an internship, Pen-Parker!" Flash said roughly pulling Peter's earbuds into his own seat.

"Hey! Give those back!" Peter wailed reaching for his earbuds, unbelieving that his Mother was just sitting there allowing this.

"You don't need them right now, Parker!" Flash growled and Peter tried to stand and swipe them back.

"Mr. Parker, please sit back down. My son is right, were are in the middle of discussing something important and it was rude to you to put in your music, you should apologize."

WTF. All Peter wanted was a clam bus ride, he had done nothing to warrant this interrogation. And he sure was not going to say sorry for it. "No...?"

"No? What do you mean no?!" Mrs. Thompson asked, her tone rising high enough to attract looks of surrounding students. Bad. bad. bad.

"Um..." Was all Peter had to say before the devil woman was off.

"Listen here, I'm a volunteer. You cannot talk to me like that! I will be speaking to your teacher, but if it were up to me you wouldn't even be on this field trip! You harras my son for months claiming you have an internship at Stark Industries, skip out on Decathalon meetings because of it, and now you think you deserve to get to go to Stark Tower?! Ridiculous!"

Peter shrank back into his seat at the woman's speech. Everyone was watching now. "I..er..really do have an internship here Mrs. Thompson... I don't know what you want from me...?"

Flash was the one to talk next, snorting through his nose like what he said was funny. "No, you don't have an internship Penis! My Mom asked them! They wouldn't even let her fill out the paperwork for me because SI does not hire High School interns, you dummy!"

The bus was silent after that, Peters face red from both embarrassment and anger. MJ had her phone out, probably taking pictures of the crazy crew that had sat next to him. But really?! What was Flash's problem? What was his MOTHERS problem?! How could she not see her son was a prick? "I know you've probably heard that Ma'am, but I DO have a Stark Industries Internship. I am SI's ONLY high school intern and anyone with the right information at SI will tell you so!"

Peter could already see Mr. Harrington making his way up the aisle looking murderous. Oh well. So in for a penny in for a pound, right? "And just so you know Ma'am, your son is a jerk! No, worse than a jerk he is an outright bully! I don't harass HIM he comes to me, he calls me names, and pushes me into lockers, and generally tries to make my school life a living hell! But I see here that the apple does not fall far from the tree!"

"MR. PARKER!" Mr. Harrington's voice boomed from his standing position in the aisle as he loomed over the second row of the bus. "You will be silent this instant!" Yeah, Peter didn't need to be told at this point. He had dug his grave and he would lie in it. "You will no longer be allowed to join us on the tour. I warned everyone at the start of this trip not to misbehave, or argue with Mrs. Thompson, but here you are doing just that. I am disappointed in you Peter. And if I hear another peep out of you-you will have a lot more than a detention to worry about when the day is done, is that clear!?"

Peter, unable to properly speak anymore, just nods. Mr. Harrington then says they will be there momentarily and he would speak to Peter after everyone else got off, but until then Peter was to remain quiet. But the whole bus remained pretty silent for the next few minutes, only murmuring a little once they had pulled up in front for Stark Tower, and still being rather docile even after exiting the bus and having Mrs. Thompson lead them inside. Leaving him with a tired looking Mr. Harrington.

"Peter," Mr. Harrington began with a sigh, "You know you were one of my favorite students, right? You smart, your kind, you always get your work in on time...but lately, you've been..." Mr. Harrington sighed again, Peter didn't interrupt. "You have to forget this internship nonsense, Peter. At first, I thought it was just a silly excuse for when you wanted to skip decathlon practice, but now you have gone over the top. Now I have to have you sit down for four hours in the lobby with Mrs. Thompson and talk to the principal about this."

"Sir, you don't understand! If we can just go inside and ask the front desk they will be able to confirm that I REALLY do have an internship here!"

Mr. Harrington closed his eyes and shook his head. "I was hopeful at first Peter, I went looking to see if I could start pushing more of my more advanced students towards SI, but you know what they told me?"

Ah yes. Peter knows EXACTLY what they told him. "Let me guess," he started in the most annoyed teenager voice he could muster, "Stark industries does not hire high school interns?"

Mr. Harrington did not like his tone. Peter did not care. Peter was told to not talk to anyone and was escorted into the lobby and told to sit in a corner out of the way with Mrs. Thompson, the devil lady. The devil lady took away his phone the second he opened it and made him sit for hours doing nothing. Peter had only been allowed to see everyone again at lunch, where Ned regaled him with stories of how cool SI was and how the tour guide was preaching to them that the new Stark Force Feilds would protect their school and other schools like there's from future disasters. They had also apparently got to build some robots, and Ned's and MJ's robot trashed Flash's, so at least there was that. At least someone had fun today.

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A little more than 200 miles away, Tony Stark got a message in the middle of a meeting. It was from one Miss Michelle Jones. He looked at it immediately because Peters friends were only given his number in case of emergencies. The message was a simple two-line text with a video attached; it read:

Watch this.

Burn and salt the bullies.

And Tony watched. He watched a whole three-minute encounter between some boy, his Mother, and Peter, growing more and more irate at the audacity of these people. This would not stand on his watch. He decided he liked this Michelle for informing him of the witch and the bully son and sent a text back promising her he would not only put an end to the bullying but to 'burn and salt the very ground they need to live'.

MJ decided she liked Mr. Stark too.

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There were exactly 3,145 tiles in the new SI lobby. Peter knew. He had counted. Twice. Okay...so not twice, cuz' once was boring enough, but his point was that he had just spent the last few hours doing nothing. He hadn't even been allowed to do his homework. Mrs. Thompson saying he shouldn't be using his punishment to 'get ahead'. Now though as the four-hour mark ticked by it was finally almost time to leave. They would get back to the school, his teacher would talk to the principal, everything would be set straight, and Flash would get some long overdue comeuppance.

Or that how it was supposed to go. Instead, just as Peter's class was entering the lobby to leave, like a dozen News trucks and vans pulled up and men and woman with cameras flooded the SI front lobby. For the next thirty seconds, the lobby was chaos. Midtown students going crazy, cameras being set up, security pooling in from nowhere. Only the front desk workers seemed to know what was going on as they tried to direct people, clearing away a center 'stage' area. And that is when THE Tony Stark arrived.

Yes, in that sentence the 'THE' is sort of incorrect, but sometimes Tony Stark was THE Tony Stark just because of how he commanded a room without even trying. The chaos stopped. People halted. The camera people readied, hushing whisperers about 'five minutes out'. Pepper materialized as if on command of some 'Tony trouble' radar. The midtown students held stock still. And Peter just stood near his class, debating a quick sudden trip to the bathroom in hopes of avoiding whatever happened next. Because by the look Mr. Stark just gave him, Peter would never get the chance to forget today, even if he lived to be a thousand years old.

"Pete! Pete!" Mr. Stark called out with a grin, pretending like he was scanning the crowd of kids for him when Peter knew he knew right where he was. The students and adults beginning to catch on that YES the billionaire was looking for their Peter Parker. What was this game? "Peter where are you?" Tony then turned to the Teacher "This is Midtown, yes?"

Mr. Harrington could only nod a dawning wide-eyed look of nearly pure shock forming on his face. (Peter would like to call this look 'Oh, Crap- Fuck my life, Tony Stark is here to end me')

"Then where's my Intern?" Mr. Stark demanded, and Peter took it as his cue to spring forwards.

"Here I am Tony!" Peter shouted happily. He had hoped calling the man by his name would have tripped him up long enough for Peter to figure out what was going on, but instead, it just made Pepper snort and Mr. Stark smile unusually wide as he locked eyes with Peter. Well, whatever game Mr. Stark was playing, Peter was apparently good at it too. At least Peter thought that the look on Mr. Stark face was joy...joy with an unsettling amount of 'burn my enemies' grin mixed in.

"There's my favorite Intern!" Mr. Stark said as he reached out and went to hug Peter. The hugging thing had become a bit of an inside joke between them, and now Mr. Stark made an effort to hug Peter 'hello' and 'goodbye' every time he got the chance. Peter of course always hugged back. Even if this time it meant hearing several shocked gasps from his classmates.

" ...Um..Yeah..." Peter said as they broke the hug. Peter scratched the back of his neck nervously. "So..I thought you were supposed to be in DC...?"

Mr. Stark stood straight then and all but glared at his classmates. "That's right Peter, I WAS supposed to be in DC this week, but I got a VERY interesting video sent to me of you on a bus about...say 4 hours ago?" Peter glanced owlishly at MJ, who just looked smug. At this point, a blind person could see the guilty parties freeze and the tension in the room build. "But lucky for me, DC is only about an hour's flight from here, which gives me just enough time to introduce you before your award."

"My what?!" Peter shrieked.

"Your award, Pete. For all your work in the creation of the new Stark Sheilds." Mr. Stark spoke evenly, like what he said explained anything. Since when was he getting an award?! Tony must have understood his confusion because he continued to talk. "The meeting I was in just happened to be with VERY important people and once I got talking about you they INSISTED on coming here today to give you an award- on national television."

On national television. Wait. On NATIONAL TELEVISION!? Peter's eyes bugged out of his head. Wait. Did May know? Oh, they had never talked about 'going public' with the internship thing. Peter must have choked out at least one of those questions because Tony smiled at him and pointed towards the door just as his Aunt walked in.

Walked in and walked straight up to Mrs. Thompson.

The sea of people parted around May as she starred down the devil woman that had haunted Peter's bus ride. It didn't take a genius to realize that May had also been sent a copy of the video and had probably been in contact with Tony because she seemed to know what was going on and who was to blame.

"Peter?" May nearly growled whilst still glaring at Flash's Mother. "How long has /Eugene/ here been a bully?"

The crowd of Midtown students beat him to an answer. "Flash's been bullying Peter all week!" One shouted. "WEEK?! Try since Freshman year!" Another said. "Flash bullies everyone!" Another boy said from the back. "He has been rotten since the 4th grade!" One of the girls said. "He gave me a black eye last quarter!" "He calls me names!" "He threated to beat me up!" One right after another turned on Flash in a flash. At least the bully had the brains know he was screwed. But it was Flash's Mother's face that was really something else.

Once upon a time when Peter and Flash were about 10 years old at an after-school fundraiser, Mrs. Thompson had asked Peter why he had stopped coming over to play with Flash. Peter, of course, had told her honestly that Flash had not been very nice to him lately, and he did not want to 'play' with him anymore. Mrs. Thompson had not believed him then, nor the next 20 times she had been told by various classmates, parents, and teachers alike over the years. But now, facing down May, Tony, Peper, Peter, and a hoard of students telling her otherwise...well you could tell by her face that she finally got it. Her son was a bully. And she had promoted it.

"May-" The Woman tired to start but was cut off before she could start.

"No! Listen here Madison! I am disgusted. At you, at your son, and at everything that happened today on that bus! I've suspected for YEARS Peter has been bullied at school- he's just always been too darn nice to rat out your son! But this is the FINAL straw! The Principal of Midtown agrees with me. We had a very long discussion earlier about just how a very thorough investigation will go on at the school to determine just how this bullying has occurred and how deep it runs into the student populace."

"Mrs. Parker please-" Mrs. Thompson tried again, only to be cut off again.

"I'M NOT FINISHED!" May hissed. "I will see to it your son is punished. I will see to it that he is suspended at the very least. And the second I find the money to do so I will be using those new anti-bullying laws to take you and your son to court!"

"Don't even joke May," Tony Stark cut in then. "You won't have to 'find the money to do so' you will have MY personal lawyers at your disposal." He grinned.

"And SI's Legal department." Ms. Potts chimed in. "SI will not sit around and allow this treatment to our best intern, or any of them for that matter." Ms. Potts then gave a shallow smile towards Mrs. Thompson. "SI also will not be doing business with anyone associated with the bullying of our intern and therefore Mrs. Thompson I regret to inform you, but the contract your husband's company signed has been since terminated."

And maybe someone would have said something then, maybe Mrs. Thompson would have argued, or Flash pleaded, or classmate cheered- but that was the moment the camera crews and press photographers went crazy. Honestly, Peter had forgotten about them for a second, with all the camera pointed at the doors of the lobby versus at them. Like they didn't understand how important Mr. Stark was and how nuts this conversation was. What could draw their attention away from this?

The President of the United States walked into the lobby.

Flanked by bodyguards and stopping in the middle of the cleared area, the President stood as his people rushed about. A podium was rolled in, flags appeared from no where and the cameras began to roll.

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It was nearly a full day later when Peter finally recovered from his shock. He had woken up and not believed what he remembered. So he had woken up Ned who had slept over. Ned had been unsure too, so they ended up watching and rewatching the Presidents surprise appeared on yesterday's news.

And yeah.

It all happened.

The President had started out praising the new Stark Force fields, on how they will protect the American people, and change the way the US interacts with the rest of the world. Then, on national television, Peter has named the reason these force fields existed. The shot changed to the one of Peter accepting his award from the President of the united states with Tony Stark, Ms. Potts, and May standing behind him. Peter was introduced to the world as 'Peter Parker, personal intern to Tony Stark, Heir to SI, and the genius that made these shield possible'.

And honestly, Peter had blanked out most everything after the President had walked in. Watching it after the fact was kind of strange. Like reliving a dream. He had to watch to the part where Tony claimed him as his heir at least five times to believe it was true. When had that even been an option? (When had Peter even said yes! not that he would...) And when it was all said and done the President had thanked Peter personally for his work and told him a new foundation was being made in his honor. One to help prevent bullying. Of course, the Peter on screen had just smiled with glassy eyes and nodded.

However the Peter now...Oh now Peter could see the President smile and just barely make eye contact with someone in the audience...someone right where Flash would have been standing. Ned and Peter rewatched that part at least five times too. And then when it was all done, they just sat there wordlessly for a good solid minute. Ned, of course, came around first.

"Duuuddddee..." He said.

"I know," Peter said.

Because he was Peter Parker. High School Intern at Stark Industries and this was his life.