#2 Stark's secret
876 Words
"I'm home."
You haven't seen Peter Parker later again that day.
Happy came to pick you up, pretended he was a taxi driver, you headed back to new avengers facility, the guard bowed to you, agents treated you like a princess until you reached your home.
"How's your day kid, I want hot chocolate," Thor ordered you as soon as he saw you.
"Oh for god's sake Thor, I just survived my day from school, give me a break." You groaned in pain.
"Yes, for my sake, do it, I am God." He smiled.
"Jesus Christ."
"Thor christ."
"Fine! Holy Thor!" You yelled at him with a big smirk.
"Wait, that was rude wasn't it?" Thor asked. All the Avengers were laughing at your sarcasm, but you were not happy, don't they have a villain to taking care of instead of chilling in my living room and make me their slave? You thought.
You ended up making a cup of hot chocolate for Thor, everyone was ridiculously chill. After served Thor his drink you went to your room place your bag, you laid down on the comfortable bed, breathed away your tiredness.
You opened your eyes, thinking about Peter Parker. You held up your watch, shake it and the whole room light up in blue.
"(N/n), can you show me the secret file on the ceiling?" You asked the blue light gathered as a picture of one file, it looks different than the other you've seen.
"Can you try to use the hack program I created?"
"Sure, (Y/n). Which one?"
"Start from 'Thor strike', then all of them, take your time." You said, leave (N/n) in your room to work.
You walked around the house, noticed how the Avengers were still chilling in your living room, you went to the lab, pretty sure your dad was there.
"Hey, dad." You called out.
"Hey." Your dad was busying with his random stuff.
"Can you...remind me again why all the Avengers are slowly gathering at our house?" You asked while messing with his toy.
"Some bad guys are badgering us, in here, we're safe, tomorrow Wanda will be here." He said.
"Ah.. great, another pancake to make." You groaned.
Tony noticed how tired you look, he left his work and walked over to you. "Is there something wrong?."
"Yes, you should've asked. Dad, I am not a maid or a chef. Why are you always making me do this and that for them?" You finally asked, it was kind of relief.
"Well, you're good at it! Plus, we don't have to aware if we will get poisoned it our food." He said, shrugged jokingly.
You were pretty sure he just wanted to keep you busy for no reason at all, you accepted your faith and were about to leave the lab, you stopped and asked one last question.
"Dad, does the name Peter Parker mean anything to you?"
Tony Stark's heart stopped for a second.
"No, never heard of that name."
The tone of his answer told you that he was lying.
.
.
.
Peter Parker is in deep trouble.
Today your friendly neighborhood Spider-man is not so friendly, he is kind of nervous and scared to disappoint his mentor.
"Peter, Mr. Stark is calling you."
Karen said what Peter was expecting, he knew Tony stark would call him. Peter breathed in and out to prepare himself.
"Ok, pick it up."
[Peter.]
"Hi...hi, Mr. Stark. How's going?" Peter pretended nothing's wrong when he knew exactly what he did.
[Why the hell did my daughter ask me who Peter Parker is??] His voice was so cold and scary.
"What? That can't be..." Peter laughed bitterly.
[Well, it happened just a minutes ago! I don't know if it's that hard, but I asked you to only keep an eye on her, in case she's in any danger. Tell me, what did you do to her?]
Peter gulped. "I...kept an eye on her... and she noticed."
[Ah, are all teenagers the same?.] Tony mumbled. [Fine, I still don't want her to know who you are, you better make an excuse before her get too paranoid, Bye, Parker.]
He ended the call so soon, left Peter Parker to hate himself.
"Damn it Spider-man... just keep a girl safe and instead you scared her..." He said to himself then jumped off the building, Luckily, his bag was still there where it was before, he changed back to his uniform and went back home.
.
.
.
Aunt May burned her chickens again, so later that day the Parker family went out to Thai restaurant.
After a while, Peter decided to ask for an opinion from his only parent.
"Aunt May, can i ask you something?"
"Sure."
Peter asked nervously. "If...you stare at someone for too long that they get paranoid about you when you actually didn't have to, but you need that person to still like you. How would you explain that to her?"
Aunt May smiled. "So, it's 'Her'."
Peter nodded.
She smiled even wider. Moved a little closer to her nephew and said.
"Why would you stare at someone if you didn't like staring at her? Tell her that Peter."
It's a little complicated but Peter understood it perfectly.
✪
- Writer
