(The next day)

Y/N's P.O.V

So, right now I'm 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 dad's voice.

Henry: Hey, kiddo.

Y/N: Hey, dad.

Henry: So, how was school?

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

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

He looks at me.

Tony: Ah, Mr. Drake.

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.

Dad looks at me.

Henry: 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 dad.

Tony: You know, I still can't believe you are somebody's father. I mean you look a little too young.

Dad laughs.

Henry: Well, I try my best to look good.

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

Tony: Right, that.

He looks to dad.

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

Henry: 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 dad knows and so does my best friend knows. And so do you, apparently.

Tony: Ah, so I didn't need to be discreet back there?

I shake my head.

Y/N: Nope.

I look at him as he sits down to look at my suit.

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 mask lenses.

Y/N: Yes, I can.

I take the suit back.

Y/N: I can see in those lenses. It's just that when I got my powers it was 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 daddy-o I'm taking you on a field trip.

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

Y/N: No. Don't tell my dad. He may know about me, but he doesn't need to know about this.

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.