This request is from @Fabulous_Anime who let me pick which ships I use, so hopefully they like the ones I've chosen! Also, apologies for how long this took to write and publish!

I think I'm going to make Mr Scones a reoccurring bully-teacher character, like I do with my Mr Hall teacher character (but Mr Hall's a good teacher).

Ships: Spiderchair (I'm calling Ned x Peter that and no one can stop me), Shurichelle, and Ironstrange

Warnings: Swearing, Karens, Chads, mentions of public nudity (nothing explicit AT ALL, I don't write explicit stuff), attempted murder plotted by animals (you'll understand later)

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Day 1
What could go wrong when your billionaire inventor and mystical sorcerer parents accompany you on a week long school trip to a whole other state?

Everything.

Every fucking thing.

An absolutely horrendous number of things.

Peter, Tony, and Stephen Stark-Strange stood in the gatehouse of the large New York airport, blurry eyed and tired. It was 2:30am and the flight Midtown High had mistakenly booked was scheduled to leave within the hour.

Dozens of equally tired teens, parents, guardians, and some teachers, covered the grotty fabric chairs, too sleepy to care about the germs. 

Tony and Stephen had offered the use of their private jet for this trip - which would reduce the school's costs, make it so they wouldn't have to wake up at 1am, and be a much nicer overall experience - but the school refused. Apparently, the use of a private jet to transfer students to and from camps and trips was strictly prohibited by the higher-ups in the school's metaphorical food chain.

"The is some stupid ass bullshit." Tony said, scowling and looking around.

One of the middle aged women nearby gasped, grabbed her teenage son's ears and hissed at Tony. "Don't speak like that! Children are present!"

"We don't give a fuck about your crotch goblin, Karen!" Peter snarled, glaring at his schoolmate's mother. Stephen and Tony sassily snapped their finger in agreement, smirking at the woman.

Mr Hall sauntered over, Starbucks frappe in hand, with a scowling Mr Scones, and a stoic Mrs Green following closely behind. "What seems to be the problem here, kiddos?"

Seeing the commotion, MJ and Peter's boyfriend - Ned - joined the group as well.

Peter grinned brightly at his favourite teacher, smiled and nodded politely at Mrs Green, and wrinkled his nose at Mr Scones. "Nothing much, Mr Hall, I'm just doing as you taught us in Maths class last week."

Karen's head snapped up, eyes narrowing. "And what was that?! To yell profanities at your betters?!"

"Pfft, bitch please, Martha!" Mr Hall scoffed, "You? Better then the Stark-Strange family?  Ironman over there just donated half of his fortune to end homelessness, build schools in Africa, and cure cancer. What have you done lately?"

"Ohhhhhhhhh!" Peter, Ned, and MJ exclaimed in sync.

The Karen - now known as Martha - spluttered indignantly, turning an odd shade of purple. She turned to her son, who was blushing in embarrassment. "Come on, Kendrick, were going home! I am NOT attending some stupid trip just to be treated like some... some commoner!"

Kendrick complained but was eventually dragged out of the airport by his mother, just in time for the boarding of the plane to start.

The plane trip was uneventful to say the least. Almost everyone fell asleep soon after takeoff, and there were no huge bursts of drama from the teens - except when Annie Davidson began singing the German alphabet In her sleep, even though she didn't know any German...

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Day 2
It wasn't until the second day of the trip that anything interesting happened.

The first day's activities consisted of getting lost on the way to the hotel, screaming at a huge swarm of pigeons attempting to steal the high tech tour bus, and unpacking. The hotels were pretty basic (one huge hotel room for each of the teens and their parents/guardians).

At midday on day 2, Ned and Peter had a romantic picnic on a strangely empty beach. Of course, the picnic food consisted of only Star Wars character shaped cookies, two flasks full of melted strawberry ice-cream, and hotdogs with Johnny Depp's face artfully carved into the sausage.

Until the pigeons attacked again, it was wonderful.

Luckily, the day only got increasingly better when MJ called right before they walked into the hotel lobby.

"Losers! Get back to the hotel as fast as you can!" MJ's whisper yelling voice flooded from the phone, "Mr Scones is getting arrested for public nudity!"

Ned and Peter turned to each other, letting out a squeak of horror, amusement, disgust, and overjoy, before dashing into the hotel, hands interlocked.

Mr Scones was in the lobby, kicking and screaming as two police officers tried to arrest him, while simultaneously attempting to touch as little of him as possible.

You see, Mr Scones was once again completely naked (except for his speedo), and was showing off his horrifyingly hairy body.

Now, usually the students were used to this lack of clothing, except this speedo was a little different to the ones he usually wore.

Let's just say there was no back fabric, and VERY little front fabric. And that fabric seemed to be made of an extremely see through material.

He was basically naked, honestly.

Across the room stood Tony and Stephen, howling from laughter, and MJ, who was both recording the arrest and drawing the scene in her crisis book.

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Day 3

Day 3 began with a swarm of shrieking parents, who were frantically tugging at the wigs that had been glued to their heads whilst they slept.

Not all the parents, of course. But all the Karen, Kyles, and Chads referred to as 'mum' and 'dad' we're now wearing hideous toupees.

Perhaps you thought that Peter, the absolute madlad that he is, did it... but boom! Think again bitches! It was MJ and her girlfriend, Shuri.

Where did Shuri come from? Nobody knows! Literally, I'm the author and I don't even know how Shuri turned up at the hotel.

Perhaps she built a teleporter.

Maybe she grew wings overnight.

Nobody knows!

Anyway, Shuri, Peter, Ned and MJ decided to go to one of the nearby fishing stores, bought a bunch of scuba gear and nets, and chased people around the Californian beaches (attempting to catch them in the nets) while shrieking incoherently.

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Day 4

On day 4 the paparazzi showed up, only to be driven away by a swarm of angry pigeons and Peter, who was in a giant pigeon costume.

He had become their king.

Crown and all.

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Day 5

On day 5 the pigeons began a revolt...

Yeah, Peter probably should be seen that coming, especially when Abraham (his right-feathered-pigeon) began making cut throat motions when he thought Peter wasn't looking.

Let's just say that Peter, Peter's class, Shuri, the teachers, and the parents, couldn't leave the hotel that day.

However, that didn't stop Mr Hall from finally setting up his dream class... Fanfiction 101!

35 teenagers, 42 parents, 2 teachers, and a handful of hotel staff members overtook the large party room, discussing the pros and cons of ships, fandoms, troops, and anything else they could think of.

Even the bitchy entitled parents in the group were writing fanfiction by the time the pigeons gave up on their murder plot.

Peter returned his pigeon crown that night.

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Day 6

Shuri disappeared on the morning of day 6.

Don't worry, she wasn't kidnapped or anything, but she mysteriously made her way home.

Day 6 was also the day where Mrs Green completely lost her shit at the group of parents who were pestering her over their children's grades.

Thankfully it had happened at the hotel's buffet breakfast hall so everyone was in attendance and could watch the glorious battle.

"Malcom only got a C in English. He's a straight A student. Fix it." Some random rich chad grunted, glaring at the female teacher.

Brittany-Karen, who looked like she was trying too hard to be Brittany Spears but acted like a total Karen, nodded in agreement. "Jessica is the exact same. You're just jealous that my baby is hotter then you! That's why you give her Ds!"

A chorus if similar complaints echoed from the other bratty parents.

"Maybe," Mrs Green snarled, shooting from her seat and slamming her palms into the table, "If your children actually ATTENDED the classes and did the ASSESSMENTS I would have something to ASSES them on!"

"Why I never!" Came the indignant synchronised reply from every bratty parent.

"You never-! Yeah, you never! You never do shit about you children acting up!" Mrs Green spat. "I email you again and again and again, FOR WHAT?!"

Her surprisingly sharp finger pointed towards the chad. "If YOUR son attended classes instead of messing around with his constantly changing boyfriends and girlfriends, he'd get more then a C!"

"Jessica, Tristanie, and Coco would get better grades if they stopped constantly making Tik Toks in my class!"

"And you - Melissa!" Mrs Green screeched, turning to one of the other mums. "Why are you even pestering me?! Alice and Alcide got As!"

Melissa flushed. "I just wanted to be apart of the group..."

That sent Mrs Green into another screaming rant, until things started to get physical after Brittany-Karen slapped her. Mrs green, along with 7 parents, were arrested that day.

With their parents in police custody, Malcom, Jessica, Tristanie, Coco, Alice, and Alcide, stole a Ferrari, drove a couple streets over, and were immediately arrested for theft.

It wasn't even a pleasant drive... 6 people in one Ferrari is a bit of a squish...

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Day 7
Once again, Peter, Tony, Stephen, Mr Hall, MJ, Ned, and the rest of the assholes they'd attended the trip with, were standing in the New York airport at 2:30am.

"Peter." Stephen said, turning to his son, a shocked and disgusted look covering his face. "I've been through a lot of weird shit in my life, but that was one of the weirdest."

Tony nodded in agreement. "Sorry kid, but we are NEVER attending another one of this trips."

Mr Hall snickered from next to them. "Don't worry, I'll seduce then murder the principal before he ever decides to set up another of these trips."

MJ's head snapped towards her teacher, amusement clear on her face. "And that is why you are my favourite teacher."

Ned and Peter nodded, grinning widely. "Agreed."