(Peter's P.O.V)

This is not good.

I repeat it is not good.

You'll never guess where we are going for a trip.

Well actually you probably could, but that's not the point.

The point is, I'm going on a school trip to Stark tower, it's my house; to top it all off, my family is going to be there.

And again no, not like any normal family.

Oh no.

The avengers.

Yes, yes the avengers are my family.

But is that really that amazing. To me it's very normal.

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I told them not to talk to me.

Don't come near me.

Don't think about me.

Well you get the point.

That's all I can think about as I sit next to Ned travelling back home.

Flash is in front, shouting things back to me.

It's just boring now.

Like find something new to shout about.

Ned can't stop bouncing about, even though he has gone to the tower before, but then again it was only for a few minutes. But still.

"Ned. Please calm down," I ask getting irrated from his constant babbling and bouncing.

He turns to me, an astonished look on his face.

"How aren't you excited?" He questions.

I stare at him dumbfounded and say "dude. I live there. You know this."

He seems to think about the answer then turns back and keeps rambling.

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As we pull up to the tower everyone is excited (but me. MJ was ill and couldn't come but I'm sure she wouldn't be excited either).

"Alright. Alright. Calm down. Remember, you need to be respectful. This isn't your house, this is the most expensive building in the world and we are honoured to be able to have a tour here," my teacher rambles on.

I laugh slightly as this is my house.

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So far so good.

No one has come down and spoken to me.

Even Flash hasn't bothered me.

He seems to entranced by everything around him.

As we enter the avengers museum Ned pulls me over to one of the cases.

Looking at it I realize it's mine, or well Spiderman.

"Ha. I bet this is as close to Spiderman as you'll ever be," Flash says from beside me.

I hold back a laugh at his insult.

"I love Spiderman. I think he is the best avenger," Flash says staring amazed into the case.

I cough covering a laugh, this is priceless.

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It's now lunch.

But of course, with my luck something must always go wrong.

I forgot to get my lunch. And then in comes Uncle Steve. AKA Captian America.

The whole rooms goes quite as he walks over to my table.

He sets the bag on the table with a smile, "here ya go Pete. I know you didn't want us around but I didn't want you to be hungry from that quick metabolism of yours," he says.

I nod and say, "thanks Uncle Steve," before even realising what I've said.

Everyone stares as Uncle Steve leaves.

Then it hits me like a truck.

I called him uncle.

He brought up my metabolism.

Oh Hell.

"What the fuck Penis," Flash says, now in front of me.

Thankfully before I can say anything our tour guide is gathering us all up.

Quickly finishing up I stand and walk with the group.

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We were just walking down a hall when out comes мама паук.

She seems to spot me as she shouts "little spider."

Usally I'm okay with that in public because she would say it in Russian.

But she seems to have forgotten to do that.

"Мама паук" I say back, an edge to my voice.

Everyone is looking at me and all I want is to shrink to the size of an ant.

"English Petey. We have guests," Aunty Nat replies pointing around the hall.

I only send her a glare.

They are so going to blow my cover.

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Everyone was asking a billion questions but I didn't reply.

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I finally thought it was over.

We had 30 minutes left.

But no.

Of course that doesn't happen.

The next thing I know someone is shouting "BOO," right beside me.

Without even thinking I jump onto the ceiling.

Turning around shocked I see my dad stood there, a look of horror and amusmant.

Because it's only then do I know what I've done.

Turning slowly around I see everyone staring at me.

I drop to the floor and Flash shouts, "YOUR SPIDERMAN."

I turn pleadingly to dad and he turns to the group.

"You all signed NDA's. Say one word and I'll sue you all," everyone just stood there shocked. What a day.

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