Peter  grinned as he stuffed his phone in his pocket and slung his bag over his shoulder. He quickly wrote a note to May. She already knew he was going because he texted her, but it just felt wrong not leaving her a note. After he finished that he ran down the stairs of the building and to Tony.

I really want blueberry muffins...

"Took you long enough," Tony quipped when he saw Peter. Peter only shrugged and Tony wrapped an arm around him.

"Are you seriously gonna fly me there?" Peter asked in amusement as people stop and stared. They were quickly gone as soon as Tony would look at them though.

"Yes, now do your sticky thing so you don't die," Tony instructed. Peter snorted but stuck to the armour anyway. Tony took off towards the tower. Peter relished (do you relish being a poor man's wife?) the feeling of the air going through his hair.

When they landed, Peter's legs were like jello. He fell to the ground and laughed. Tony rolled his eyes as the suit was being taken off. By the time the suit was off, Peter was ready. They were talking as they walked down the hall.

"-you should have seen it Mr. Stark! Flash's face was priceless and he just stared at me ahah, Michelle was proud because I'm usually not there for practice," Peter finished. Tony smiled.

"That's great. So I'm thinking on working on some upgrades tonight?" Peter's whole demeanor lit up.

"Yeah! That sounds awesome!"

"Yeah, well, pretty sure I have to feed you first. Ah, you know where the kitchen is. Gotta piss," Tony began walking to the nearest bathroom. Peter was cracking up.

"TMI Mr. Stark! TMI!" Peter shook his head and headed for the kitchen. First, he stopped by his room, which was on the way, and dropped off his bag. Peter made his way into the kitchen and grabbed a microwavable Mac and cheese from his stash, then began making it.

"Uhm?" Peter jumped and turned around quickly. Standing there was Sam Wilson, AKA the Falcon. Peter stared at him wide eyed before he grabbed his Mac and cheese and bolted for the labs. Tony joined him soon after, snickering.

"What?" Peter asked.

"You ran away from Sam," he snorted. Peter threw a noodle at him. It landed in his hair.

"I'm giving you a 5 second head start," Tony said. Peter squeaked, left his Mac and cheese, and sprinted down the hall. He could hear Tony leave the lab and chase him. He ran into the dining room, then into the living room. He turned around to check where Tony was when he hit the couch. He flipped over it and landed on people before gravity dragged him onto the ground with a loud thump.

"Owww," he groaned. He heard Tony laughing obnoxiously.

"Uh, Tones?"

"Yeah, Rhodes?"

"Why are you chasing a kid, and why is there a noodle in your hair?" Peter started laughing into the ground. He could feel people looking at him.

"The little shit threw the noodle in my hair," Peter turned to look at him. His abdomen was sore from laughing and the couch hitting it.

"You were laughing at me," Peter accused.

"Wait! You're the kid in Tony's contacts!" Clint exclaimed.

"And the kid from the kitchen?" Sam said a little unsure. Peter sat up and looked around. The Avengers were staring him down. Tony sighed from behind the couch.

"Yes, this is Peter, my intern," Tony said.

"How come we've never seen him then?" Steve asked. Tony came and sat next to Peter on the ground.

"He's in highschool, he has his own life. Besides, he's usually holed up in the lab with me," Tony explained before turning to Peter.

"Introduce yourself," he said. Peter smiled.

"Um, okay. Uh, I'm Peter. Parker. Peter Parker... Um I like Star Wars and science and uh... I think that's it?" Peter turned to Tony for confirmation. Tony rolled his eyes.

"He's 15 and a serious nerd. Plus a total genius," Peter blushed at the compliment before remembering something.

"Mr. Stark?"

"Yeah Kid?"

"The noodle is still in your hair..."

Kay, well imma make me some blueberry muffins now... :3