Field trip?

                                    

                                          



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New part. 
                          
Hey guys this story is getting a little difficult coming up with new ideas on a field trip to Stark Tower. I hope you're enjoying these one shots. 
                          
It was a normal day, I woke up, ate breakfast, went to school, ate lunch, and I am currently in My decathlon meeting banging my head on the table. Well, you see, my teacher just announced some very 'exciting' news. --"Okay class, I have a very exciting announcement! We will be going to a very great, inferential building....Stark Tower!" Mr. Herrington said. I groaned, quietly.
                          
Flash whipped his head around and sneered, "Yo Penis Parker! Can you introduce your pal Tony Stark to us? Since you supposedly know him?" Flash asked. I sighed. "Mr. Parker stick behind for a second please," Mr. Herrington said. Everone left and I sat on the table Herrington gave me a get off the table now look. "So, Peter, as you might already know, you can't go on the trip," Mr. Herrington said. "What??" I asked hopeful. "Yeah, you ditched the decathlon tournament, and as you know you still have a month of detention. So, you can't come. Sorry," he said. I sighed. "But my parents think I'm going," I said. 
                          
"Well, sorry peter. You can't go." I sighed, thank god..
                          
I left the classroom and walked outside spotting the normal fancy Audi parked waiting. I hopped in, "Wuzzup dad," I said. Dad smiled, "Hey Bambi." 
                          
We sat at the dinner table, Bucky deciding what to cook. "Uncle Bucky, can you make Stir Fry pleaseeee," I asked. Bucky smiled warmly and nodded. I smiled. 
                          
We all sat at the table eating the dinner, and Steve of all people asked a great question. "So Pete, What day is your field trip?" "Uhh what?" I said. "Your field trip to stark tower," Steve said. "Oh...yeah about that...I'm not going," I said. Dad spoke up, "Umm yes you are." "No dad I can't, I have detention still, and Mr. Herrington says I can't go," I said. "Oh...well maybe you shouldn't have skipped the decathlon going out as Spider-Man," dad said. I glared at him and he raised an eyebrow. 
                          
"Well it's tomorrow sooo..." "oh well...how about you do your homework, no patrol tonight, sorry. And you can stay home tomorrow," Mom said. (Pepper) I smiled. "Okay, but cmon I wanna go on patrol!" I argued. "Nuh uh nope nada," dad said. I laughed, and continued eating as dad added more to my bowl.
                          
I went to my room, and well did my homework. 
                          
Mm..this....home..work...is..lo.....long...I'm...so...tired....goodni-......
                          
I shot up in bed, looking at the clock oh dang it's 10:30 mmm I've never felt so rested in a long time. I feel gooooood. 
                          
I made my way out of bed and seen my homework on the floor with a pencil like going all the way to the bottom of the page. Huh. 
                          
I slid down the stair rails, all the way to the bottom. Unfortunately dad was walking past the stairs and I landed right into him. "Ahhh!" Dad yelled. I laughed. "Sorry dad." "Mhm," he grumbled. Well when I landed into his he caught me to he was now holding me in his arms. Bruh. We walked, well he walked to the kitchen and let go of me. I sat at the table waiting for breakfast. 
                          
Uncle Steve and Uncle Clint came down and played Mario cart. Okay then. I laughed when I heard Clint yell out. "HOW DOES PETER HAVE THE HIGH SCORE!?!?!" Clint yelled. "Cheater," Clint said. I laughed. 
                          
"Hey Pete, can you run to the first floor and get this chip in the cabinet for your suit?" Dad called out. "Sure!" I said. I took the elevator all the way down to the first floor, I however don't have my pass with me. I walked to the scanner. "Shit," I whispered.. "Friday! Pstt Friday!" I whispered. "Yes Peter?" "Could you let me through I forgot my ID," I said. "Of course peter. Besides, your father says you don't need those, remember," Friday said. "Thanks fri." 
                          
I walked through, and it let me through. I went to a cabinet and got the chip. Suddenly the doors opened and my class was there. Mr. Herrington gasped and had his face was full of anger. "WHAT IS PARKER DOING HERE!?" Flash yelled. I blushed and looked down. "Mr. Parker you should not be here," Mr. Herrington said. "Umm actually...uhh, sir I L-" I said. "No, peter. You ditched school to come here?! You should be suspended!!" He said. "Uh no...no I didn't go to school today," I said. "I live here," I said. "Yeah right. Mr. Parker, nobody believes that you have an internship here, so therefore your off the decathlon team, and suspended," mr. Herrington said. "Yeah, Penis you don't even know tony stark. You've never been in the same room as him either," Flash said. 
                          
"So you-" Mr. Herrington said. Then suddenly my dad walked out of the elevator. "What are you doing?!" My dad yelled at the teacher. "Penis came here when he shouldn't be here. And he keeps lying that he has an internship," Flash said for him. I mentally whimpered. "What did you just call my son?" Dad said stepping forward. "Uhh well, Parker is worthless and doesn't have an internship because he's not even smart and lies all the time about knowing you, and your son??" Flash said. "Excuse me, don't you dare say that about my son, you hear me. Peter is one of the most intelligent people I know, where do you think he got his genius from? And of course he knows me! HE is MY son. And his name is Peter say it with me," dad said. I smiled. "Peeeeeeter." 
                          
Mr. Herrington was pale as was flash and everyone else who didn't believe me. "Everyone out now. I don't tolerate bullying, especially from teachers," dad said. "And Eugene don't come near peter again or else. And Herrington you can expect a long talk with your boss," dad said. They all left at that. 
                          
"Peter, why didn't you tell me you were still being bullied?" Dad asked in the living room. "Uhh cause I didn't want you guys to kill flash. Besides I could take it.." I said. "Mhm." I smiled hugging dad, and he all watched a movie my head on dads chest.