I walked into the kitchen and grabbed an apple before looking around, my eyebrows furrowed. I slowly took a bite of the apple as I noticed the silence. The kitchen was completely empty, which was rare. I walked into the living room to see it also deserted.

"Dad?" I called out as I walked through the building.

"Your father, along with the rest of the Avengers, is in your dad's robotics lab." FRIDAY spoke.

"Thanks, FRIDAY, especially for being the only one who tells me anything in this family." I mumbled.

"But he did tell me to not let you go down there." She spoke.

"Why?" I scoffed.

"He didn't say." She replied.

"Then I'm going down there." I nodded as I walked towards the stairwell.

"I would advise against that, Y/N." I rolled my eyes at FRIDAY as I headed downstairs.

"I'm just saying, it could just be some punk kids who wanted to try on the Iron man suit." Bruce shrugged as I walked in.

"Do you really think that I leave a multi-million-dollar technological suit just lying around? No. I spent almost as much on the security as I did on the actual suit, and tested it myself. This wasn't some punk kids who were bored, this was either professionals, or an inside job." Dad nodded. My eyes widened.

"What's going on?" I scoffed, making everyone look at me.

"Y/N, what are you doing down here, you weren't supposed to hear any of that." Dad sighed as he stood up from leaning against his robotic table.

"Well, I have now, so what's going on?" I asked again, crossing my arms over my chest.

"She's almost as stubborn as you, Tony." Rhodey chuckled.

"It's nothing, just that the Avengers' compound upstate got broken into last night, and one of my prototype suits got stolen." He admitted. My eyes widened.

"That isn't nothing, dad." I scoffed.

"It is to you, kiddo. We can handle it." He nodded. I gulped.

"I mean, isn't it good that they got a prototype and not one of your actual suits? Surely, the prototypes have flaws that you got rid of in your proper suit." I spoke.

"You're right, but it's still concerning, I won't lie to you. My prototypes can do pretty much everything that my actual suit can do, just a little less ironed out, but it's still very advanced, and dangerous, technology." He responded. I gulped again.

"Maybe she shouldn't go to school today. If whoever stole the suit is after you, and they know about Y/N, they'll go after her." Natasha spoke.

"No, I have to go, no one knows I'm a Stark. It's going to look very suspicious if the first day that I'm off also happens to be the day after Tony Stark's compound is broken into and a suit stolen." I scoffed.

"She has a point." My dad nodded before walking to me.

"Okay, you can go to school, but listen to me. You keep your eyes open for anything suspicious or out of the ordinary, even if it's something as small as a book out of place in your bag. And please stay close to Peter." He nodded, holding me by my upper arms. My eyebrows furrowed.

"I mean, I will, but why Peter specifically?" I asked. Dad looked at me.

"I just...from what you've said, he's a good kid. Just stick with him, okay?" he asked.

"Okay, dad." I nodded. He sighed and returned it, gently kissing my head before letting me go.

"Get to school, kid. Stay safe and have a good day." He spoke as he walked back to the table.

"I will. Bye, guys." I replied, waving at them and earning waves in return as I walked out of the robotics lab.

Peter's P.O.V

Peter grabbed his books and put them into his backpack before zipping it up and putting the strap over his shoulder. He walked out into the apartment, where the TV was on as May made breakfast.

"Morning, sweetie." May smiled.

"Hey." He returned as he put his backpack onto the table before drifting his gaze to the TV.

"Last night, the famous New York Stark Industries compound was broken into, with the perpetrators stealing one of Tony Stark's prototype Iron Man suits." The news blared. Peter's eyes widened.

"It has been suggested by police that the robbers knew what they were doing and what they were looking for, as they managed to avoid all CCTV cameras and only stole one of Mr Stark's suits." The news anchor spoke, making Peter's eyebrows furrow.

"It's so weird, isn't it?" May asked as she joined Peter in watching the TV.

"Just a bit." He nodded. She looked at him.

"You know who could have taken it? An enemy of Mr Stark's, or something?" she asked. He shook his head and looked at her.

"Nope. I'm sure it's not a big deal. If Mr Stark is worried, I'm sure that he'll handle it." He shrugged. May nodded and gave him a small smile before going back to breakfast. Peter looked back at the TV and gulped. He couldn't help but feel slightly uneasy at one of Mr Stark's suits being stolen, but he shook it off as he grabbed his backpack.

"I've got to go, May. See you later." He spoke as he headed to the door and opened it.

"Okay, honey, have a good day." She smiled. He returned it and nodded as he walked out of the apartment.

Y/N's P.O.V

"Can I have everyone's attention, please?" Mr Harrington asked as he walked into the class.

"I wonder what this is about." I mumbled, making Peter chuckle and look at me.

"So, I have organised a school trip for next month, to the New York National Park and tourist village. When there, we'll be looking at chemistry in nature. So, who's interested?" he asked. My hand shot up, as did Peter's, making me chuckle as we were the only two whose hands were up.

"Nerds." Michelle smirked, making me swing my leg forward and kick the back of her leg.

"Ow." She hissed, making me give her an overly enthusiastic smile.

"Did I mention that everyone who goes automatically gets forty percent added to their final grade?" Mr Harrington asked. I rolled my eyes as everyone else's hands shot up, including Ned and Michelle's. Peter stood up slightly from his seat and leant over the desk so that he was closer to Ned and Michelle.

"Fake fans." He whispered, making me smile and them flip him off as he sat back in his seat. I gave Mr Harrington a smile as he passed our desk, putting two of the sheets onto our desk.

"You think you'll go?" Peter asked. My smile dipped as I read the letter.

"Oh...I didn't realise that it was an overnight trip." I gulped. Peter looked at me.

"Will that be an issue?" he asked. I looked at him and sighed.

"I mean...I don't know. Don't get me wrong, I'd love nothing more than a night away with you, MJ and Ned, but my dad is really paranoid and therefore hesitant when it comes to overnight trips without him." I sighed.

"Oh...well, I don't know, maybe, you could get Mr Harrington to talk to him or something." He shrugged as the bell rang and we stood up.

"No, it'll be okay. I'll handle it." I reassured, packing up my stuff before heading out of the class, Peter following behind.

"So, you got any plans for the evening?" Peter asked as we walked out of school.

"I'll probably spend the entire thing trying to convince my dad to let me go on this trip." I chuckled, making him smile.

"What about you, Parker?" I asked. He froze slightly.

"Um...sometimes I have extra-curricular activities, so, I'll be doing that." He nodded. My eyebrows furrowed.

"What extra-curricular activities?" I chuckled. Peter just looked at me.

"Just...physics club. Yeah." He nodded.

"Wow. My friend, the nerd." I teased.

"Hey!" he laughed, making me smile. He returned it and just looked at me.

"I better get going, Peter. I'll see you tomorrow." I spoke.

"Yeah. I'll see you at the school doors?" he asked hopefully.

"See you then." I nodded, making him smile as he turned to leave. I did the same, starting to walk down the street and away from school. I stuffed the letter into my bag before getting my phone out. I walked down the alleyway, looking at my phone as I walked.

"Hey, pretty lady." I looked up and my eyes widened slightly as a man who looked about forty strolled towards me, smirking.

"Um...hey." I gulped, taking a step backwards. He nodded towards my bag.

"Got anything good in there, princess?" he asked. I shook my head and took another step back.

"No, just leave me alone." I gulped.

"That's not going to happen. At least, not until you show me what's in that bag." He shrugged. I took another step back and gasped as my back collided with the wall.

"Ah, ah, ah, you're trapped." He smirked.

"Leave me alone, I don't want any trouble." I shook my head.

"Give me the freaking bag, then." He suddenly snapped, making my eyes widen as he snatched my bag.

"Give me that back and leave me alone-." I gasped as he suddenly put a hand around my neck, making it hard to breathe.

"Three times." We both looked to the side and my eyes widened as Spiderman stood there, leaning against the wall with his hand and the other one placed sassily on his hip.

"That's how many times the lady asked you to leave her alone. Correct me if I'm wrong, though." He chuckled. I gulped as the man let me go but started to sprint away down the alleyway.

"Oops!" Spiderman yelled as he shot a web at the man. It landed on my bag and Spiderman yanked, making the bag fly out of the man's grip.

"Karen, web bomb!" the superhero shouted, throwing what looked like a grenade. It flew towards the man and exploded, trapping him in a web against the wall as he groaned. My eyes widened and I looked at Spiderman.

"Here you go." He spoke, giving me my bag back.

"Thank you." I nodded. He returned it before looking down the alleyway.

"Now, what were you doing walking down a sketchy alleyway in Queens? That could have ended a lot worse." He tutted. I chuckled and looked down. Spiderman wasn't much taller than me, maybe a few inches, and he didn't sound much older than me either, yet he still made me feel like I was being told off by a teacher. Couldn't blame him, though.

"I was on my way to meet my uncle. He always picks me up from school, but traffic was bad, so he texted me to meet him a couple streets away. This is the quickest way." I explained. Spiderman sighed.

"Okay, well, be careful next time. I wouldn't want to see you get hurt, so maybe take precautions next time." He nodded.

"I will. Thanks." I smiled. He nodded again before shooting a web and flying out of the alley, making me chuckle as I walked down the alleyway. I came out of the other end and smiled as I saw Happy's car. I opened the door and climbed in.

"Hey, kiddo, what took you so long?" he asked. I looked at him.

"Don't tell dad." I gulped. He looked at me through the rear mirror.

"Out with it, then. What am I not allowed to tell your father?" he sighed.

"I was late, because Spiderman saved me from a mugging." I admitted. Happy's eyes widened.

"What?!" he exclaimed.

"I took the shortcut of the alleyway, there was a creep there, he tried to mug me, Spiderman saved me." I shrugged. Happy looked at me in shock.

"And you expect me not to tell your father?! Are you crazy?!" he exclaimed.

"Happy, please, you can't! I need to get him to agree to let me go on an overnight trip with school, he'll never do that if he finds out I almost got mugged on the way home from school!" I begged.

"Y/N-."

"Happy, please, I'm literally begging you. I want to get the authentic high school experience of having an overnight trip with my friends, please, Happy." I groaned. He sighed.

"When's the trip?" he asked.

"April eleventh." I spoke.

"Y/N, that's not for a month, I am not keeping this a secret from your dad for a month." He scoffed.

"How about this, I'll tell dad after the trip, and you can deny having any knowledge of it. I'll say that I never told you, then you're in the clear." I nodded. Happy sighed and looked at me.

"You'll tell him after the trip?" he asked.

"If he lets me go on it, yeah." I nodded. He sighed and returned my nod as he started the car.

"I'm going to be in so much trouble." He mumbled as he started to drive.