"yeah right, good luck with that." you snickered, looking up at the boy and then quickly going back to your work.

tony gave you a knowing look, planning to talk to you later because you had foiled his future plans of surprising Peter. he thought having a genius son/daughter was sometimes too much to handle, in a semi-good way, of course.

"w-what do you mean?"

you sheepishly smiled, holding up a new prototype for Peter's webshooters.