Secrets Are My Thing

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This was not requested, it was just an idea I wanted to try. So here are the basics: Peter actually does intern at Stark Towers (like a high level but nothing too special and because he earned it not because of his relationship with Tony) and he's lately caught Tony's attention. Tony doesn't know Peter is Spider-Man, and Nick Fury recently decided it was in the Avengers' interest to learn the identity of the vigilante and attempt to recruit him. Peter made his own suit, the Homecoming one. This is also recovery from last week... some fluff shows up later :D

Peter crouched on the tip of a building, listening intently for any sign of a crime. When, 15 minutes later, he heard screams and his Spidey Senses activated, the web-slinger wasn't surprised. Firing a web, he swung toward the crowd and saw the fray. Landing on a distant rooftop, he surveyed the scene. A familiar figure decked out in a silver-gray wingsuit was flying through the air, searching the sky - the Vulture. No, bad memories. Liz was gone now. And Toomes was searching. Presumably for Peter himself. His suspicions were confirmed when he heard Vulture yell out "Spider-Man? Coming to save these civilians? We wouldn't want an unfortunate... accident. Or would we..." Peter's senses flared in the back of his mind and he flung himself out of the way, dropping through the air as wind roared in his ears. The vigilante flung out a hand and hooked onto the nearest lamppost. Heat exploded behind him and a loud bang echoed through the clearing. "Hello there, little insect," The Vulture spat. 

"Wow, sir, you'd think for an educated man like yourself you would know that spiders are arachnids." Peter shot a web quickly at the suit on his shoulders, jamming a propeller, and the man snarled. He started spiraling to the ground, and pulled out a gun. Peter ducked under a violent ray of blue energy, and he latched on to a car, then jumped up to stick to the bottom of a monorail track. "Coward!" The Vulture called. "Come down here and fight like a man!" Peter paused. "I don't suppose you would consider coming up here and fighting like a spider?" The weapon charged again, and Peter dropped in time to avoid being hit. He landed next to the Vulture and noticed a wire trailing into his suit. Peter grabbed it out of the air and flung himself onto a building. 

It was an earpiece. "Hello there, I would like to order a pizza-" The web-slinger paused to dodge another gunshot. "With extra cheese- why HELLO there, wingsuit - and also pineapple." Silence on the other side. "Nice chat! Please deliver my pizza to 1234 Spidey Is Fabulous Street." With that, Peter crushed the comm under his foot. 

Peter turned his attention to Toomes. "Hi there, I'm taking up a career as a "sturdy tech" salesman. Have you ever found that your wingsuits and comm chips crush easily under the weight of one moderately-sized superhero/vigilante? Then I have got - ow, please don't shoot at me while I'm salesperson-ing - I have got a solution for you! Dude I said please DON'T shoot at me."

~Time skip. Enjoy your newfound 60 seconds because I'm crap at fight scenes~

Peter sat on the top of a building again - he couldn't help it. The view was amazing. Until a certain red-and-gold-clad metal man had to screw it up.

His Spidey Sense went off - someone was walking up behind him. "Spider-Man." Peter sighed and resisted the urge to smack his head against a wall. "Ah, Mr. Stark. Here to spread your glorious-ness?" Peter asked. "Well, that's not how I would put it. But yeah." The arachnid rolled his eyes. "So, Tin Can, what do you want?" 

The Avengers had been confronting him recently, on a regular basis. Typically in pairs - Captain America and the Winter Soldier, Iron Man and War Machine, and so on. Although Peter noticed that some of them - especially the Black Widow - were pulling their punches. Natasha had once looked at him with sympathy before deliberately throwing a weak strike. Once, she had even tried to tell him something - "You know, we're just trying to get..." before Iron Man flew in and attacked. A few days later, she said something about "my teammates just didn't... ask..." They never really got to have a conversation, though.

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