Spider-Man One Shots

"Internship"

Summary: Peter is lying about his internship. Flash just knows it.

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Peter's SI internship had become an excuse.

He wanted to patrol? "I have to go to the internship."

He wanted to go to Stark Towers to build something? "I have to go to the internship."

He wanted to hang out with his superfamily? "I have to go to the internship."

Everyone around him had become used to it. Ned actually understood what he meant, so he didn't push. MJ wanted answers, she was too intelligent not to notice it was a lie, but she respected boundaries. May was too busy with work to notice anything out of the ordinary and start questioning him, so it was fine.

But Flash? He didn't understand, so he kept pushing. He was both stupid and a bully, so he demanded answers Peter didn't want to give by punching him. He was never too busy to pass an opportunity of teasing Peter and shaming him for his supposed lies.

•××ו

As the rich family the Thompson were, they went out to eat once every two weeks to some fancy restaurant. It had become something of a family tradition, and they never got bored of it as they changed the places where they went almost every time.

That particular day wasn't anything out of the ordinary, just another family dinner for Flash. He ordered spaghetti, his favorite, and was about to take the first bite. However, the fork never reached its destiny.

Flash froze.

He blinked twice to confirm he was seeing wrong, but nothing changed.

So Flash stared.

What-? How-? Uhhh?

•××ו

It really wasn't Peter's fault.

He had never requested it, though if you asked Tony, he would blame the teen.

Tony knew the team hated "Bonding Friday", but he still made the reservation. Actually, the team didn't hate it, they just preferred to watch a movie in the tower, or play some games, or simply talk. But going out to a fancy dinner? They needed someone to blame.

This time (like many others), the one chosen by Tony was Peter, and so he was at the receiving end of all complaints.

The billionaire didn't dislike the teen, though, it was absolutely nothing personal... But having the team want revenge could be quite... entertaining.

"Why, Mr. Stark?" the teen asked miserably.

Tony raised a brow. "I thought we were over this already."

"We never discussed this! You're just dragging me along and using me as your own personal shield for the Avengers!"

"No, not that; the whole 'Mr. Stark' thing you have going on."

Peter pouted.

He wasn't mad, anyway, and Tony didn't actually mean to distress the teen. He knew Peter was fine with it, even considered it funny, he just loved drama. Otherwise, Tony wouldn't have done it.

The team entered the living room, were the little discussion was taking place. Same as with Tony, everyone knew it was all a joke.

"Oh, so now you don't wanna go?" Clint asked.

"You monsters!" Peter screamed dramatically.

"Uh-uh-uh." Tony held up an accusing finger towards the kid. "It's alright for them but that's no way to treat your father," he said before crossing his arms with a smirk. He knew he would get Peter to quit the act, and he was right: the spiderling blushed and stuttered out an incoherent response.

"Yeah, that's what I thought."

The ride there was pretty uneventful, if you consider the Avengers toying with you as normal. For Peter, it was.

"What did you want to go out to dinner for, huh Peter? Wanna show off your amazing family?" Clint asked him sassily.

"Oh, shut up!"

They arrived to the fancy restaurant and were immediately taken to their table. Being the Avengers, they got their food only a few minutes after asking for it, and though this meant less time for the team to embarrass Peter, they didn't let that hold them back.

"Remember that time, Peter, when you properly met Nat for the first time and you almost fainted?" This time it was Sam who was teasing the teen.

"How else did you expect me to react when I was in front of the Black Widow?!"

"Kid, you dropped to your knees and swore to follow her steps to become a powerful and inspiring hero," Tony said with an undertone of disbelief.

"Exactly," Peter deadpanned.

Natasha nodded solemnly. (And then reached across the table to ruffle the teen's hair but she would never admit that.)

"Okaaaaay," Steve said doubtfully.

"And when he met you, Bruce? Remember that?" Bucky asked the man with a smirk. The scientist went red.

"Yeah..." he said. "He was mute for five minutes straight while staring at me. Then the situation clicked in his mind and he started... fanboying?"

"I'm sorry for getting excited after meeting the greatest scientist to ever exist!" Peter opened his arms in an exaggerated gesture while rolling his eyes.

Someone choked.

"Excuse you?" Tony asked, offended.

Peter crossed his arms. "Mr. Stark, you're great and all, but have you seen Uncle Bruce's work?"

Banner wore a smug expression in his face as he looked at Tony. "Yeah, 'Mr. Stark', suck it up."

Tony ignored the man. "How come he is 'Uncle Bruce' and I am 'Mr. Stark', huh? I'm feeling betrayed and quite insulted over here!" Tony whined. (Never admitting that either.)

"Mr. Stark-"

"That's it, kid, you're grounded."

"What? H-how? You can't ground me!"

Tony looked at Peter unblinking. "Watch me."

"No! You can't ground me!" He started spluttering. "You're not my dad!"

Tony raised a brow. "Am I not, now?"

Peter dropped his defiant stance. He stared at the floor with a red face and a slightly embarrassed smile.

"Oh, leave Peter alone, you children!" Pepper reprimanded, grinning. "I will buy you ice cream after this, alright?" she spoke to the teen now, who perked up and nodded enthusiastically.

"Thank you, Ms. Potts!" he said, then turned to his dad and stuck out his tongue.

Tony dramatically took a hand to his chest and feigned feeling hurt. "You wound me, Pete, you seriously wound me."

Peter shook his head with a fond smile playing in his lips. He loved his family.

•××ו

Flash just stared.

"What the-"