Y/n pov:

When Y/n found out Peter was coming to Avengers Tower for a field trip, she knew she just had to mess with him and his class. There was literally no way she could pass up such a beautiful opportunity.

"Friday, what is Peter doing right now?" Y/n asked as she filed her nails with a knife, a trick Natasha had showed her one day when she couldn't find a real nail filer.

"He is currently in the cafeteria, though it seems he has no lunch," responded the AI in a cheerful tone. A grin crept it's way onto her face.

"Stop grinning like that, it's freaky," came the annoying voice of her uncle, Bucky. Well that's how she saw him anyway. They weren't actually related as far as they knew.

"Hey!" Y/n swatted his arm, "you don't get to comment on my faces when you make some strange ones yourself." I crossed my arms and glared at him.

Bucky put his metal arm on his chest in mock hurt, "what are you saying?"

"That you're a crazy looking monkey!" Y/n laughed, grabbing a handful of fruit and running into the elevator. "Bye, Crazy Uncle Monkey!" The last thing she saw before the elevator doors closed was a shocked old man, looking extremely confused. "Hey Fri, take a picture of Bucky, will you?"

"Already have, Y/n. I've saved it to your black mail file," responded the AI. Y/n nodded her head in approval.

Once the elevator had stopped on the cafeteria floor, Y/n stepped out and scanned the place for Peter. She spotted him at a nearby table with Ned and MJ. She strolled over casually, avoiding the possibility of making her presence noticed. Y/n already knew Peter could sense her eyes on him, saw his posture slouch even more. She smirked knowing he could do nothing to stop her from being annoying.

Sliding into the seat next to him, Y/n spoke, "Hey Cinnamon! I brought you some lunch." This was going to be awesome.

Y/n dumped the various fruit she had stolen from the penthouse in front of him. He sighed before grabbing an apple from the pile, "please don't do anything stupid to embarrass me in front of my class." He gave her his famous puppy dog eyes. Sometimes it was difficult, but they usually didn't work on her.

"You know that's why she's here, right?" MJ reminded him. Y/n and MJ were really close. If Ned and Peter were watching Star Wars, they would usually be somewhere else talking about their favourite books or anything to do with women's rights.

"Ya, I know. I was just hoping she might cut me some slack," Peter huffed. Y/n patted him on the back in comfort.

"Nope, sorry. Not really though," she said in the most comforting voice she could manage. "Be prepared for one hell of a field trip, curtsy of yours truly."

Peter groaned and took a bite of his apple. Y/n noticed whispers start to erupt around them, people had finally noticed the young Avenger. She sighed, all this attention was terrible.

She hated it.

She decided to focus on Peter, he was now eating a pear. He was talking to Ned about some Star Wars movie. Y/n stole an orange from the pile and peeled it with her knife.

"Hey! I was going to eat that after this pear," Peter complained. He reached for the orange, but Y/n smacked his hand.

"It's my orange now, sucker." She laughed, sticking a piece in her mouth, "deal with it."

"You are so going to pay for that later!" He fake cried. Y/n was about to respond to his challenge, when she heard footsteps coming in their direction. Peter tensed, which didn't go by well with her. She took a quick glance behind her, watching as a teenage boy walked over.

"Hey, Parker! Who's this?" The boy asked in an overly obnoxious voice that made Y/n hate him immediately.

"Go away, Eugene," Peter growled. So, his name was Eugene. She would definitely be keeping an eye on him.

"She's cute. Do you have a boyfriend sweet heart?" Eugene took a step towards Y/n. She wrinkled her nose in disgust. Who does this guy think he is? "Do you want to come over to my place tonight?" Y/n noticed the rage in Peter's eyes. Oh, this kid was in trouble now.

Peter stood, knocking his chair over with a loud clatter, "leave her alone, Flash!" That must be his nickname, Y/n noted.

Eugene had been startled by the sudden movement, but soon recovered, "what, are you her girlfriend or something? I'm sure she'd much prefer someone like me. I'd protect her from all the losers, like you!" Flash sneered. He stepped next to Y/n and draped an arm around her shoulder, "Come on, baby. Why don't you come sit with me and my friends."

"I'm gonna-" Peter started, but was cut off by Y/n.

"Don't worry, Peter, I'm and ex-Hydra agent, remember? I can easily take care of this piece of trash," she made sure to say that a bit louder than necessary, making sure everyone, especially Flash, heard. She threw her knife in the air with impeccable skill, right by Eugene's cheek, grazing it but not enough to draw blood. The boy immediately jumped away from her.

"Wha-what the hell!?" He took a step away from her, not really grasping what was going on, "why does such a pretty girl like you have a knife? If you go out with me, I can protect you from all the baddies." Y/n shook her head in disbelief. How stupid could this kid be?

"I am one of the deadliest teenagers in the world, and all you care about is going out with me? Seriously, how dumb are you?"

"How can you be deadly? Your just a girl! You're a weakling who doesn't come close to being deadly! Girls don't know how to fight. They need someone to do that for them." Flash retorted. Peter stepped forward looking about ready to punch Eugene, "Oh, what are you going to do Penis? You're probably as weak as this little girl over here!"

Flash attempted to grab Y/n's wrist. Instead, she grabbed his own arm, twisted it behind his back, kicking behind one of his knees, causing him to fall to the ground. She grabbed his other arm that was attempting to grab her, pulling it behind his back too. She held his arms in one hand and her knife in the other, the vibranium blade placed just above his collarbone. "That's just a small taste of what I can do," She hissed in his ear. "Girls aren't so weak now, are they?"

She released him from her hold, "I-I wa-wasn't ready! I could have taken you ea-easily," he had obviously not learned his lesson.

Peter stood next to Y/n and together they glared at the boy. Suddenly, twelve comforting shadows were behind them.

Wanda, Natasha, Bucky, Steve, Tony, Clint, Sam, Bruce, Vision, Thor, Loki, and Rhodey all stood behind them. Bucky wrapped an arm around Y/n's shoulders in a protective uncle sort of way. Tony did the same to Peter just in a fatherly way. The rest gathered around giving Flash the deadliest looks anyone would shrivel under, and indeed he did.

"Midtown High, lunch is over, we are having an important meeting to discuss a couple problems," Called Tony whilst glaring at Flash.

Flash got up and ran over to his goons, probably making up some story to make him sound cool. The Avengers were crowding around the two teenage heroes trying to get some information on Flash.

Peter's teacher seemed to think that one of the problems Tony had mentioned, was Peter. "Mr. Parker! I told you if something happened on this trip that you'd be expelled. Did I not make that clear?" The oblivious teacher asked. "I'm sorry about my students behaviour, Mr. Stark. He's been telling everyone for months that he interns here. Please don't sue the school! We'll deal with this hooligan immediately."

"Mr. Harrington, Flash literally just insulted me and you didn't do anything," Peter shook his head in disbelief.

"That's enough from you young man! After this trip you will be expelled. We will have to have a meeting with your guardians of course," The man didn't seem to notice the glares the team was sending his way.

"Well if you want to speak to his guardian, here I am, at your service," Tony wrapped an arm around his sons shoulders. "What seems to be the problem here? In my eyes, you're getting mad at the wrong kid."

"What do, what do you mean, you're his guardian?" Asked a shocked Mr. Harrington.

"Exactly how it sounds, Mr. Harrington. I'm his son, okay?" Peter answered. He was done with his teacher at this point.

"I advise you to leave now before you embarrass yourself even more," Tony told the teacher. Mr. Harrington turned around in almost a robotic way. "You two are going to come up with us and explain who that kid is while we watch the security footage, alright?" Tony told the two teens who nodded their heads in unison.

They all gathered in the private elevator while the tour guide and Peter's class traveled in the public one. They met on floor 32, a conference floor meant for lower level meetings. the room they used was large, just enough space for everyone.

On the way up, Peter explained that the kid was the school bully known as Flash Thompson, his real name was Eugene. He was known to bully many different people, but focuses on Peter the most after he stood up for Ned when Flash had first tried to bully his friend.

In the conference room, the Avengers had gathered chairs for all 14 heroes. The class got to sit on the floor.

(Rant about bullying and the strength of women coming up.)

"You are all sitting here because it has come to my attention that one of your classmates has been bullying Peter, and other kids as well," Tony started.

"Not only that, but he has also neglected and underestimated the strength and rights of women," Natasha twirled a knife and tossed in the air, catching it effortlessly.

"Bullying is a horrible thing. You can ruin someones life, make them miserable, and hurt them. For what? To gain popularity? To seem cool to your friends? News flash, it is not cool. In truth, it's disgusting." Clint spat out, his words filled with venom. You could nearly hear the memories that flowed behind the words.

"The way society is today, is part of the problem. If you get good grades and enjoy reading or doing anything that involves learning, you're called a nerd and it's usually meant as an insult. If you're amazing at sports, don't care about your grades, Have all the most expensive things, and pick on the nerds, you're considered 'cool.' In what way is that right?" Sam was almost yelling by the end of this.

"In some places this is getting better, but it's still difficult for some people to show their true selves, even to their friends! They are considered 'weird' because they enjoy doing something others don't. If they have anxiety they might be made fun of for being nervous about going out with friends to places like the mall, or for being 'over dramatic' after having a panic attack. They can't help it! It's not like they choose to have anxiety!" Rhodey scolded, staring directly at Flash who was beginning to look extremely guilty.

"Women aren't weak little flowers that can't take care of themselves either. They have strength that some will never understand. Being sexist against women will only end in you being taken out like trash. We know a lot more than some of you might think. We might move like a delicate flower at times, but remember our grace can turn to rage in an instant. We aren't always angels." Natasha threw her knife, landing it right next to Flash.

"You shouldn't just go around flirting with any girl that you come across. They don't like it. Well, most of them don't like it. Don't cross boundaries, it won't end well. If someone says, no, leave them alone. People need to learn how to respect each other. Girls aren't weak, nor do they want someone to constantly flirt with them after they've told them, no. I wouldn't be surprised if the same went for boys." Wanda explained, twirling a pair of scissors in the air before crumpling them into a ball.

"I knew a girl once, a long time ago during the war. She was a true soldier. A guy started talking to her like she was on a lower level than him, and she punched him square in the nose." Steve's voice was full of nostalgia.

"I know some scary warriors. The scariest and most dangerous are the women. Men in Asgard tremble in their presence." Thor said, Loki and Bruce nodding their heads in agreement.

"The moral of this lecture is, don't mess with people. No matter what gender they are, they deserve to be respected." Bucky finished, wrapping a comforting arm around his niece.

"Now leave my tower and think about what we talked about today." Tony shooed the class out the door. "Except for Ted and MJ, they get to stay. I've already called their parents."

Once everyone else had left, the heroes and company headed up to the penthouse. "That was a beautiful speech. Thanks you guys," Y/n gave genuine smile. "And thanks for defending me earlier, Cinnamon, even though I know you knew I could defend myself. Otherwise you would have punched him, I'm sure!"

"I was so close. I held back because I saw the look in your eyes, you looked murderous and I thought it would be better if I tried to stay out of it." Peter laughed.

"Who wants to watch a movie?" Ned asked.

"Me!" everyone said in unison.

"well that was creepy."