Chapter 2
…So the field trip was going smoothly for a solid forty minutes.
And about thirty minutes in, Peter’s legs were killing him!
His stupid legs were harder to move, and the intensity of the pain made it harder to pay attention! Not to mention he kept stumbling over his crutches.
Screw his secret, this was his biggest reason for the regret of not faking sick or something.
Finally, they got to the museum, an exhibit made for all the avengers, with a new display for a certain spider!
There also happened to be benches in that room, Peter was more interested in the seating than anything else right now.
Worried about falling, he took a seat and tuned everything and everyone out till it was time to leave.
One the way out, Ned was talking about the Spider-Man exhibit. Is best friend clearly being exited, Peter didn’t want to dampen that by not engaging.
Peter, feeling better, although not good, hummed along and chirped in here and there with Ned.
The pleasant conversation was shortened when the group left the elevator.
The group was currently being led out of said elevator and down to some of the labs, when a familiar voice called out to them to “wait!”
Tony Stark
Tony was there, and he was trying to talk to his class. So much for keeping his secret and cover story intact.
“Ah! Mr Stark, what can we do for you? You aren’t usually here for the tours.” The guide asked, seemingly, for lack of better phrasing, shellshocked.
“Don’t worry, I’ll be gone in a sec, just gotta ask my kid about dinner.” Tony said, looking through the class and smiling when he saw Peter.
“Kid?” The guide mouthed to themself, looking around lowly, probably assuming Morgan was around here.
“Underoos!” He called, doing his best embarrassing-dad-wave and shit eating grin.
This was definitely planned.
“Spaghetti’s burned, pizza or tai?”
Tony asked, looking directly at Peter.
Causing quite the amount of obvious whispers and confused stares of his peers.
“Again?” Peter huffed out in a laugh, doing his best to ignore the looks from his classmates.
“Tai, we’ve done pizza too often.” Peter responded, making a face.
And just like that, Pepper came out with an amused smile and a lot of NDA’s for the confused classmates.