Peter woke up to FRIDAY blasting his favorite mix on Spotify. The music pumped in from the speakers all around, effectively rousing him from his sleep.
He stretched leisurely in bed, before sliding out and dressing. He slipped on a pair of leggings and a tank top, since he was just going to go train in one of the training rooms.
"FRIDAY, is anyone in Alpha Training Room?" Peter asked the AI. "Yes, Peter. Clint and Natasha are currently sparring. Should I let them know that you're awake and coming to train?"
"That's not necessary," Peter said. "Is there anything else I can do for you?" FRIDAY asked. "No thanks," Peter said.
He would usually go train in the high-level training room on the level below the Penthouse, where all of the Avengers's living spaces were, but he didn't feel like sparring with either of the assassins. So, he went down to train in one of the lower level training rooms. That's when everything started to go downhill.
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Trips to Stark Industries
FanfictionVarious fics about what would happen if Peter's class was to take a field trip to Stark Industries :)
