(The next day)

Y/N's P.O.V 

So, I'm now on my way back from school.

When I get to my house I see a fancy car parked next to my house.

I walk in and hear mum's voice.

Laurel: Hey, sweetie.

Y/N: Hey, mum.

Laurel: So, how was school?

Y/N: It was okay. There's this crazy car parked outside.

I look over to see mum sat on the couch with Tony Stark a.k.a Iron-Man.

He looks at me.

Tony: Ah, Mr. L/N.

I step forward.

Y/N: What..? Hey. Hi, I'm... I'm Y/N.

Tony: Tony. 

Y/N: What are... what are you doing here?

Tony: Well, it's about time we met. You've been getting my emails, right?

He winks at me.

Y/N: Yeah... about the...

Tony: The Stark internship. Remember when you applied?

Y/N: Yeah.

Tony: I approved, so now we're in business.

Mum looks at me.

Laurel: You didn't tell me anything. What's up with that? You keepin' secrets from me now?

Y/N: Well, I didn't wanna say anything until I knew I had gotten it. Anyway, what'd I apply for again?

Tony: That's what I'm here to hash out.

Y/N: Okay, cool.

He points at mum.

Tony: You know, I still can't believe you are somebody's mother. Or two somebodies should I say.

She laughs.

Laurel: Well, we come in all shapes and sizes.

Y/N: So, what did you want to talk about?

Tony: Right, that.

He looks to mum.

Tony: Do you mind if I have a moment with him?

Laurel: Of course.

After that Mr. Stark and I go up to my room to talk.

We walk into my room and he looks around.

He sees the tech on my desk.

Tony: Whoa. We got some retro tech, huh? Thrift store? Salvation Army?

Y/N: A bit of both.

Tony: Hmm. Very nice.

Y/N: Look, I definitely didn't apply for your internship....

Tony: Wait, me first. Quick question of the rhetorical variety.

He brings up a video of me as Spider-Man on his phone.

Tony: That's you, right?

Y/N: No, no. That's not me.

Tony: Yeah, it is. Look at you go. Wow. Nice catch. Three thousand pounds, forty miles per hour. That's not easy. You got mad skills, kid.

Y/N: You know, that's all on YouTube, right? Cause you know that's all fake. It's all done on the computer. It's like those videos.

Tony: Oh, you mean like those UFO's over Phoenix?

Y/N: Exactly.

I look over to see he's found my suit.

So, I quickly jump over and get it away.

After that I lean against the wall.

Y/N: Yeah, so...

He comes over to me.

Tony: So, you're the Spiderling? Crime-fighting Spider? You're Spider-Boy?

I sigh.

Y/N: I'm Spider-Man.

Tony: Not in that onesie, you're not.

Y/N: It's not a onesie.

I go over to my desk.

Y/N: You know, I was having really good day today, Mr. Stark. I didn't miss my train, got some good tech from an old DVD player... and my Algebra test, nailed it.

Tony: Who else knows? Anybody?

Y/N: Well, my best friend knows and so do you, apparently.

Tony: So, your very attractive mother doesn't know?

I look at him as he sits down.

Y/N: What? No, no. She can't know, neither can my dad. They'd freak out.

Tony: You know what I think is cool? This webbing.

He throws a web cartridge at me, but I catch it without looking.

Tony: The tensile strength is off the charts. Who manufactured that?

I look at him.

Y/N: I did.

Tony: And climbing walls, how you doin' that? Adhesive gloves?

Y/N: No, I uh...

Tony: Lordy. Can you even see in these?

He looks through my goggles.

Y/N: Yes, I can.

I take the suit back.

Y/N: I can see in those. It's just that when whatever happened, happened it's like all my senses were dialed to eleven. There's way too much imput. So, they help me focus.

Tony: You're in dire need of an upgrade. Systemic, top to bottom, hundred-point restoration. That's why I'm here.

I go and sit on my bed.

Tony: So, why are you doing this? I gotta know, what's your M.O? What gets you out of bed in the morning?

Y/N: Well, I've been me my whole life and I've had my powers for three months.

Tony: Hmm.

Y/N: I play video games, I build computers. And I'd love to play football, but I couldn't then so I shouldn't now.

Tony: Right, cause you're different.

Y/N: Exactly, but I can't tell anyone that, so I'm not.

I sigh.

He leans forward.

Y/N: When you can do the things that I can, but you don't. And then the bad things happen, they happen because of you.

Tony: So, you wanna look out for the little guy? Do your part? Make the world a better place, all that, right?

Y/N: Yeah. Just lookin' out for the little guy. That's what it is. Though, I feel like I should be doin' more.

He nods.

Mr. Stark then gets up and comes over.

Tony: I'm gonna sit there, so move the leg.

I move my leg and he sits next to me.

He puts his hand on my shoulder.

Tony: You can do more, kid. Look, something big is going down and I need your help. The whole world needs your help. I need you to come to Germany with me.

Y/N: Wait, what? Germany? I can't go to Germany.

Tony: Why not? You'll love it.

Y/N: I've got homework.

He sighs.

Tony: I'm gonna pretend you didn't just say that.

He stands up.

Y/N: I'm serious. I can't just drop out of school.

Mr. Stark goes to open the door.

Tony: I better tell mommy I'm taking you on a field trip.

I quickly jump up and web his hand to the door handle.

Y/N: You don't tell my parents.

He smirks.

Tony: Alright, Spider-Man.

He shakes his head.

Tony: Can get me out of this?

Y/N: Right, sure.

I go to grab some scissors and cut him free.

Looks like I'm going to Germany.

Hopefully, Mr. Stark has a good alibi for me going to Germany.