Peter's pov. . .

     Mr. Stark parked outside a burger place, I could practically smell the food from inside, making me even more hungry.

     Mr. Stark turned around and looked at me, "Ready, Pete?"

     I nodded, "Yeah."

     As I followed Mr. Stark and Mrs. Pott's inside the burger place, I could see the people inside turning to look at us. I kept my gaze on the floor. I didn't know if this was on the news, but I wouldn't be surprised if it was.

     "Sit here."

      We sat down in one of the booths. Mr. Stark and Mrs. Potts sat on one side and I sat on the other side alone. 

     "Uh, M-Mr. Stark?"

     I could tell that saying Mr. Stark instead of Dad wounded him, but he didn't push me. I wasn't ready for that.

     "Yeah, kid?"

     "What should I call you?"

     Mr. Stark's shoulders shrunk, "You can call me what you're comfortable with. Whether that's Mr. Stark, Tony, Dad."

     I nodded and looked at the menu as a waitress walked over.   

     "Hello again Mr. Stark, what can I get for you three?"

     "Hello Barbra, I'll take your jalapeno bacon burger. Pep will take her usual." Mr. Stark then turned to me, "What do you want Pete?"

     "A jalapeno bacon burger sounds good. And soda please."

     Barbra nodded and walked off, the silence was beginning to annoy me and I couldn't take it anymore.

     "Can I have the internship back?" I asked. 

     It was never my choice to lose it in the first place, but I wasn't sure if Mr. Stark had already replaced my spot.

     "Of course kid. I was hoping you'd say that."

     I smiled and sat up straighter. Were things going to be different between us now because Mr. Stark is my dad and my whole life is a lie? Yes. Am I still the same Peter but with a different last name now? Yes.

     My eyes widened as I came to a realization, "What about school? I'm not leaving midtown."

     "We won't make you." Mr. Potts said, leaning forward, "We'll have to call them of course, and change a few things, but you can keep going to midtown."

     "With a few bodyguards of course." Mr. Stark butted in, when I gave him a look he laughed and raised his hands in surrender, "Ok. Ok. No bodyguards. Maybe."

     "I can protect myself, Mr. Stark."

     Mr. Stark gave me that upset look again. Why do I keep calling him Mr. Stark?! I don't mean to hurt his feelings but I can't help it!

     "I know kid. But I'm allowed to worry." Mr. Stark said.

     Barbra returned to the table with a tray that was filled with our food. The smell wafted up my nose and filled it with delight. I was so hungry.

     "Alright, here you go." She said, "I hope you enjoy your food and let me know if you need anything."

     Barbra walked away and I practically inhaled my burger and fries, I ignored the spiciness of the Jalapeno and continued to eat, I only stopped when I looked up and saw my parents looking at me with raised eyebrows.

     "Sorry." I apologized with my mouth full of fries.

     "You don't have to apologize," Pepper replied.

     "Did May even feed you?"

     I winced at Tony's words. I nodded, "She fed me. We just didn't have a huge amount of money so food was scarce sometimes. That's part of the reason I applied for the internship because I wanted to help Aunt May with the bills."

     There was that awkward silence again. Was it always going to be like this?

     Walking into the tower after dinner felt different than the last time. This time I wouldn't be leaving to go to sleep. I'd stay here. Sleep here.

     "Hello, Peter. Welcome back." Friday said.

     "Hi, Friday."

     Mr. Rogers walked out of the elevator and stared at me, "Hey, Pete. I got the guest bedroom set up if you want to follow me."

     I nodded, "Ok. Thank you."

     I followed Mr. Rogers into the elevator and stared at my parents as the door closed, Mr. Rogers led me down the hall, we walked past the living room and all the Avengers turned and looked at me.

     Mr. Rogers stopped outside a door and opened it, "Here ya go Peter, Tony, and Pepper's room is down the hall and to the left, and the other Avengers are done the right."

     "Thank you."

     "Of course, have a good night."

     Mr. Rogers walked away and alone I walked into the room. 

Author's note: The posting schedule says intact for another week! Look at me go!