Tony's POV
"Tony. You're presents is requested down stairs. I am told if you go, you will not be disappointed." Friday said suddenly, cutting the music. I looked up from the tech I was working on— a gift of sorts —confused.

"Who sent the message?" I asked shoving the tech into a hidden spot.

"Ms. Fowler down stairs. She said It's about the boy you asked her to keep an eye on."

That teenager kid?

"Is he in the building?"

"No. He left 15 minutes ago."

"Huh." I said, wiping my oiled hands on a rag. If the kid's not here it might be worth checking out. I started for the elevator.

A minute later I was on the right level. I walked over to the room where Ms. Fowler worked.

"I was told I needed to see something? What is it?" I asked. Ms. Fowler turned around in her chair.

"You won't believe it!" She exclaimed. "Friday? Can you pull up the footage from this room. Go back about... an hour and a half."

I was about to ask her what she was showing me when a feed popped on her computer. I walked closer.

"Hello?"

The voice had come from her computer. 'That must be Peter.'

"Peter. Who are you..."

"Hello Peter."

The last voice was different. But there was no one in the room.

"Oh hi Ms. Fowler! Say hi to Ms. Fowler!"

"Hello Ms. Fowler."

"Hi?"

"Now tell me your name."

"I am prototype number 1."

"Oops! Forgot to program a name. Also need to fix that voice."

"Peter... what is this?"

That was exactly what I was wondering.

"An AI, like Friday. Just the base of one though. I thought, well I'm up here, I have the materials, go big or go home right?"

An AI? Really? If that kid could pull that off... he was smarter then I thought.

"Okay prototype number 1. Say... supercalifragilisticexpialidocious."

I laughed.

"Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious."

The voice now had the accent of a British woman.

"Okay. Wrong accent." After a minute he said "try again."

"Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious."

The voice still sounded woman, but this time it had an Italian accent.

"Perfect."

Ms. Fowler cut the fed. I couldn't believe it. The kid had made an AI? Maybe he could help me work out the kinks on the new tech...

"Isn't it just amazing, Mr. Stark? I felt like I just had to show you. Peter is truly amazing." Ms. Fowler talked quickly, as if it was her own son that had created such a complex thing.

"Peter will be your personal assistant from now on. I have no doubt under your supervision he will excel at his talents." I said, still trying to wrap my head around the fact that a kid knew how to program a AI.

Even with help, from the internet or otherwise, it would be difficult for anyone to understand. I remembered trying to get Jarvis up for the first time.

"Please keep a close eye on him. Make sure he doesn't try anything dangerous. Give me reports on him too. If he is smart enough to make an AI he might be able to help me on something I've been working on." I told her. Normally I didn't like to admit I needed help sometimes but I couldn't just dismiss the kid's talent.

"A new perspective often helps." She said nodding. I smiled at her and nodded before leaving.

Back to the lab it was.

(Time Skip!!)

Bruce's POV
"Bruce! I need you here in my lab!" Tony's voice yelled over a speaker.

"You need to get up to the kitchen, where I'm about to go, before Pepper comes to get you."

"C'mon! I think I've made a breakthrough on the new tech I'm working on."

New tech? He had told he was upgrading his old tech. What the heck.

"Fine. I'm coming."

I honestly didn't want to look at his tech because Peter was sending science memes in the group chat. Some of them were actually funny. Even though I pretended like I was too busy to look.

(🎶Boring Elevator Music🎶)

I walked into Tony's lab.

"Tony? You said you were working on— AH!" I lifted my arms to protect my face as Tony point something at me. Something hit my arms but it didn't burn or anything. It felt... slimy?

"What the actual heck Tony?" I asked looking at my arms.

"Oops! Guess it came out more like silly string. I'll have to fix that." Tony said writing something down.

"Why is it purple?!"

"Don't worry! It's harmless. I think."

I instantly ran over to a sink to wash my arms. He was right. It was harmless. Other then the purple lines I now had on my arms.

"What are you doing anyway?" I asked trying to find a clean, not oily, rag to dry my arms off. Maybe if I rubbed the lines they would come off. He shrugged.

"Trying to come up with new Spider-Man tech. I thought that might convince him to join." He said with a matter-of-fact tone.

"So what you mean is... you're trying to bribe him?"

"You call it bribery, I call it helping out the friendly neighborhood Spider-Man."

"Whatever." I shook my head. "You really give me a headache sometimes."

I finally found a clean rag and rubbed my arms. The purple lines still wouldn't come off.

"Look what you did now!" I sighed.

"At least purple and green go well together." He said pointing a screwdriver at me.

"I'm going back to texting the group chat. The kid has some funny science puns."

A/N
I— 😂

Happy thanksgiving you guys.

I hope you found this chapter funny because I had a little too much fun writing it. 😅

What are you most thankful for this year? I'm thankful for my family. No matter how much they can get on my nerves.

Also I'm thankful for you guys.

Number one in blackwidow? You guys are amazing! I never thought I'd get ranking much less number one in anything.

Have a great holiday!