Field Day

9:30am Godfather
So…why wasn’t I told about your little field trip?

Shit. Friday. Of course. Idiot. She even said she was notifying him. I’m so dumb. Peter cussed under his breathe, staring at the message so long that a second message popped up on the screen.

9:31am Godfather
I can see that you’ve read it, y’know.

9:31am Godfather
Is this why you cancelled today?

9:31am Godfather
Dammit kid, if I’d have known I wouldn’t have called the team down!

Peter tapped his phone for a moment in nervous thought before typing up a reply.

9:32am
To: Godfather
I know, I panicked! I’m sorry. I just didn’t want anything to happen that could make people suspicious.

9:32am Godfather
Don’t you trust me?

The words in the message cut through Peter like a knife to the chest. Of course he trusted Mr. Stark. He trusted the man with his life. He trusted him with May’s life, with MJ’s, Ned’s. He trusted Mr. Stark with the safety of the world, to be honest. The message left a bitter taste of guilt coursing through him, and Peter hoped that Tony hadn’t really taken his lie to heart.

9:32am
To: Godfather
OF COURSE I TRUST YOU MR STARK! I didn’t mean it like that.

9:33am Godfather
I’m taking it like that

9:33am
To: Godfather
I’m sorry

9:33am Godfather
This means war.

Shit.

“Mr. Parker…is Miss Potts boring you?” Mr Harrington cleared his throat from beside Peter, causing him to lower his phone in embarrassment. “No, no. You know the rules, Peter, hand it over. I’ll give it back to you when we break for lunch,” the man said, holding out his hand for Peter’s phone. After a split-second of annoyance, Peter handed over the device. Mr H was a pretty good teacher. He never really called anyone out unless they were doing something that was destructive or harming of someone else’s education or wellbeing. But he did have one rule, and that was that there were no phones to be used while a person of authority was speaking. And Peter had broken that. And he had to respect it.
After Mr Harrington had walked away, Peter quickly swung his backpack around to his front, pulling out a small tin that at first glance looked nothing more than an Altoids tin, but inside contained enough for him to keep track of what was going on with Mr. Stark. Peter slipped a small earpiece out of the tin and pressed it into his ear, ensuring there was nobody too close to hear before speaking up.
“Karen?”
“Hello Peter, how can I help you?” Karen’s voice echoed into his ear and he let out a small breath of relief.
“Activate ‘fly on the wall’. Target: Mr. Stark.” Out of the tin, two small robots lifted, and immediately took off down the hall.
A moment passed before Karen spoke again, “Target acquired. May I ask why we are spying on Mr. Stark?”
“No. Connect video feed to my watch, connect audio to me earpiece,” Peter said softly, finishing off with a quick, “Thank you, Karen.”

‘Fly on the wall’ was a project Peter had been working on for some time now. Though, he hadn’t informed anyone else of it just yet. He was hoping the equipment would be used in big missions with the Avengers, they were little nano-bots that looked like flies, that could record HD to any number of connected devices – that he had permitted access to and could store and transmit up to 48 hours of footage before needing a refresher. Of course, Peter was still under ‘probation’ after what happened on Titan and didn’t want to risk Tony or anyone else becoming concerned by the project, so kept it his own little secret for the time being.

His watch lit up with the image of Tony on the phone to someone and his earpiece crackled before Tony’s voice came through. “I’m telling you he deserves this.”
Peter frowned a little at the silence that followed, in all the test runs he’d done the bots had been able to detect the sound from the other end of the phone from a reasonable distance. “Move sound bot in closer, I’m not hearing anything.” He said softly. The bots were able to be controlled remotely, but unfortunately that was all still only connected to his phone and his tablet up in the lab – neither of which he had access to in this moment.
“He can handle it, just make sure that nobody mentions Spiderman and it’ll be fine…”
“I don’t know, Tony. He’s just a kid,” Nat’s voice came through the phone, followed quickly by Sam.
“What’s in it for us if we do this?”
“Sam!” Steve
“What, Steve? It’s just a bit of harmless fun, as if you’ve never been involved in that before.” Sam
“I mean, he has a point…” Nat
Betrayal
“What? You’re on his side now? What happened to ‘he’s just a kid’?” Steve
“It’s not like we’ll be causing any physical harm, right?” Bruce
“No, of course not. Just teasing, interrupt the tour a little bit. Embarrass him,” Tony hummed. “Think of it as Avengers initiation. See how well he stands his ground.”
“Initiation.” Steve huffed, still not sounding impressed. “And how many people are going to be involved in your little play, Tony? Just us?”
“Well, Thor isn’t able to join…after the official death of Loki he’s been galivanting around space with those... the uh…” Tony paused a moment. “The Guardians. And honestly, I don’t want that band of idiots down here in my tower.”
Peter’s lip quirked up at hearing that and stepped into an open doorway, waiting for the group to walk a little further away before speaking. “Karen, can you get me a way to contact Thor, please?”
A moment passed.
“I have found this number located on Stark’s personal computer. Would you like me to call it?”
“Please, that would be great, thank you…” Peter breathed, shifting from foot to foot, hoping that it didn’t take too long.
Mr. Stark wanted a war? A war he’d get.

“What are you doing?” MJ asked, appearing beside Peter, causing him to jump as his call ended with Thor.
“I uh…how much of that did you hear?”
MJ shrugged, not giving him a direct answer, but it was clear from the look on her face that she’d heard a fair amount.
“MJ…I have to tell you something,” he said slowly, licking his lower lip nervously. This certainly wasn’t the way he wanted her to find out about Spiderman, but it would have to do because if this really was going to go down then he wanted to make sure she knew about it and wasn’t caught in the crossfire.
“Yeah?” MJ asked slowly, biting her tongue against outing his secret for him.
“MJ, I’m,” Peter hesitated, frowning a little. “I’m Spiderman?”
MJ let out a breath of relief that it was now in the open and nodded, “Okay.”
“I know it sounds dumb and I promise I’m not lying, but you have to belie—wait. Did you say, ‘okay’? That’s it?” Peter gaped at her; his eyes wide.
“Yeah, okay.” MJ nodded, watching him with an amused smile playing on her lips. “I kind of…figured it out. I was like…67% sure.”
“Sixty-seven percent sure…” Peter raised an eyebrow. “Oddly specific. Why didn’t you say anything?”
“It was your secret, Peter,” MJ shrugged. “If I had a secret like that, I’d rather tell it when I was ready, not be abused with a bunch of assumptions.”
Peter grinned at MJ’s words, his hand coming up to curl around her cheek as he brought her in for a kiss.
“Peter, really?” Pepper’s voice startled the pair apart and Peter looked up to her, wide eyed and guilty.
“Sorry, Miss Potts.” He said immediately, like a scolded child.
MJ stuck her hand out, the small blush on her cheeks played off with a smile, “Hi, I’m Michelle, MJ. Can I just say it is such an honour to meet you, Miss Potts, the work you’ve done is so great and it’s so good to see a woman like yourself in a position of power in a company this big.”
Pepper paused a moment, taken aback by the praise before shaking MJ’s outstretched hand. “Hello,” she said slowly. “Thank you very much, that’s very sweet of you to say.”
Peter watched the interaction briefly before letting his hand slip into MJ’s when it dropped back down. “Pepper, this is MJ, my uh…” he glanced at MJ with a small smile, “My girlfriend. I thought you might want to know that it seems Tony and the Avengers are planning something around our tour to ‘embarrass me’…and I may have called Thor and told him to bring the Guardians to get Tony back?” he shrunk a little as he said the words, knowing damn well that Pepper was not going to be impressed with him for doing so.
“Peter! You should know better than to provoke him. This is going to be a mess.” Pepper scolded lightly. “If anything happens that jeopardises this, I will blame you.”
“I’ve instructed them to stay upstairs away from the tour group, but to mess with Mr. Stark’s things in the living space. Just enough to annoy him. I promise. If anything happens to the tour group, that’s on your fiancé.” Peter said, eyes widening in faux innocence.
“It’s on both of you,” Pepper told him back, before stepping away. “You’re lucky that I like you, Peter. I could have you removed from the building and banned from re-entry for separating yourself from the group, remember?” the words were teasing, and the air immediately cleared after that. Peter went to say something before his earpiece crackled.
“Alright, what’s the plan?” That was Clint. What was Clint doing here? Wasn’t he retired? Didn’t he swear he wasn’t coming back into it?
“Yeah? Just how much are we ruining their fieldtrip?” Banner piped up next.
Peter frowned, tapping his watch the bring up the image again. “They’re here…”
“Peter, what is that? Did you bug the tower?” Pepper stressed, looking at the image.
Heh. Bugged. Peter mused to himself at the pun that Pepper had unknowingly made. “I may be testing new tech by spying on Mr. Stark?” he responded with a shrug, watching as the bot scanned the room, showing everyone who was there. Mr. Stark, Steve, Clint, Dr. Banner, Vision, Wanda, Nat, Sam, Rhodey, Bucky. Bucky?! “Uh, I thought he was in Wakanda?” Peter asked hesitantly, looking at Pepper a moment.
“He’s staying at the Avengers compound for a week, due to attend the meeting this evening to be on track with what’s going on. Shuri was supposed to supervise him,” Pepper explained.
Shuri?! Peter shifted, stressing a little bit at the possibilities of what could come of today now he’d seen just who was going to be involved in Tony’s little take over.
“So like…the Avengers are going to be taking over our field trip…and I’m dating Spiderman,” MJ spoke slowly, glancing at Peter and then at Pepper. “I’m sorry but this is really cool.”