Loki's POV
I decided the best way to get a good answer to how the night went was to ask Peter himself.

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Knives
Hey. How have you been?

Peter
Great!

Why are we using a private chat?

Knives
The others have been bothering me.

Peter
Understandable, have a nice day.

Knives
Wait? Why are you leaving? We just started chatting?

Peter
No it's a—

It's a meme?

Knives
Oh.

I remember you and Merida sharing those in the in the group chat.

I found some of them quite enjoyable.

Peter
You haven't seen a lot of memes have you?

Knives
Not really.

Peter
.....

How do you feel about looking at more memes?

Maybe afterwards I can show you some Vines

Knives
That sounds good.

Peter
Oh! Do you remember the internship I mentioned?

Knives
Yeah?

Peter
I WATCHED A MOVIE WITH LOKI AND SOME OF THE OTHER AVENGERS!!!

Knives
Wow kid! That's cool!

Peter
Yeah!

It seemed like they liked me so that's good!

Also no one noticed my wrist! Yay me!

Knives
What's wrong with your wrist??

Peter
Oh! I um... hurt myself falling down some stairs.

Hurt my wrist.

Knives
Did you seek medical help?

Peter
My aunt is a nurse and she handled it so yeah.

Knives
That is good.

Now what are 'vines'?

Peter
Oh we're gonna enjoy this.

Oh. Wait.

Nvm.

I got to go. I'll talk to you later!

Knives
Bye Peter.

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(Time Skip! One week after the movie. A.K.A Saturday day in story-time)

Peter's POV
"Peter! Wake up!" Aunt May said, gently shaking me.

"Five more minutes, please." I grumbled. Wait— aunt May was home!

I looked up at her. She smiled.

"Aunt May? Are you okay? You look more tried then usual.

"Oh it's nothing. I worked later then normal last night." She said getting up. "You, however, are going to be late for work."

"Yeah, yeah. I'll get ready." I laughed.

"You better because I'm not going to go to sleep till you're out the door mister." She said playfully. We laughed.

After getting ready and saying goodbye to May I rushed to the donut shop.

I got there just in time to see Happy pulling away.

"Wait!" I called running after the car. Okay maybe running a little faster then a normal human could. But that didn't really matter to me right this minute.

Happy stoped a full minute after seeing me in the rear view mirror. He was smirking when I got in the backseat. Only to laugh once I scowled at him. I chuckled.

"Good morning Ms. Emily!" I said, dropping off the donuts.

"Good morning Pete." She said looking up from her computer. I smiled and rushed towards the elevator.

"Good morning Friday!" I said looking into a camera I had found in the ceiling. I smiled.

"Good morning, Peter." She said in her usual calm voice.

I practically ran out of of the elevator. Today I was going to finish Karen and work on my new mask setup. Also, new web shooters were badly needed. Something with more capacity was ideal.

"Ow!" I gasped as I ran head first into the door of Ms. Fowler's workshop. So much for Spidey sense.

I opened the door clutching my forehead. Only to bump into someone. Of course.

"Woah, kid. You okay? It sounded like you hit your head against the door." An all too familiar voice said.

I looked up. My idol standing right in front of me. His hands were on my shoulders. I looked at Ms. Fowler. Then back at Tony Stark. Then to Ms. Fowler again.

How hard did I hit my head?

Mr. Stark started laughing and Ms. Fowler chuckled. I could feel blood rush to my cheeks. Did I just— I did.

"Hello Ms. Fowler! Hi uh, Mr. Tony Stark!" I said quickly.

"Nah, it's just Tony. Alright kid?" He said. Huh. He seemed in a much better mood then any of the times I've run into him in the past. Well... any of the times Spider-Man has run into him.

"Um... okay Mr. Stark!" He just said to call him Tony, web head! Get your head together.

"You must be the intern I hear so much about. Peter Parker, right?" He stretched his arm out for a hand shake.

He... he knew my name?! He's heard about me?

"Yes, Peter. Sir. Nice to meet you sir." I said and shook his hand. "You've.... you've heard of me?"

"Yeah, of course! Happy and Ms. Fowler told me about you." He said looking at my 'desk'. "Quick question! What temperature do you think [insert random chemical for web formula] would become a solid at?"

"Um, you have to heat it to [let's say] 87 degrees Fahrenheit."

"Friday?"

"I believe he is correct sir."

"Nice smarts kid."

"It's Peter, Mr. Stark."

"I'll call you Peter when you call me Tony." He said, picking up a tool just to put it back down. "How would you like to come into my workshop kid? Ms. Fowler tells me you've been working on a A.I. Correct?"

"Really? That'd be so cool! But I mean— me and Ms. Fowler.... and Karen isn't completely done yet..."

"Karen?" He asked looking amused.

"My A.I, sir."

"Alright. Just bring it up to the lab." He said calmly before walking out the door. I stood there staring at it. He popped his head back in.

"You coming, kid?" He asked. I looked at Ms. Fowler. She nodded.

"Yes, Mr. Stark!" I said running after him towards the elevator.

A/N

I finished this chapter! One day late.

I thought it was Sunday today but it is Monday. For me at least.

Anyway I hope you guys enjoyed it and I wanted to let you know I'll be busy for a while so expect slow updates.

Web you later!