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BUZZ!!

Who: Spider-Son and Iron-Dad
When: Domino, Day 18
Where: Tony's Lab
What: Peter and Tony play a game while having a heart to heart
Warnings: In securities?? Will update if anything changes

Peter can't beat Tony Stark at chess. He'd given it a try but Tony was just a better strategist than he was. So instead of playing chess again, the two are seated in Tony's makeshift lab and immersed in a game while idly chatting.

Peter lives for these moments-just quiet-ish moments with Mr Stark while they play catch up with what the other's been up to.

"So, I was thinking-maybe we could game nights as like a regular thing? I mean you're welcome to say no-I know the council keeps you busy and all-but there's lots of game and some times we could maybe even drag like Gwen and May and Happy in?-Damn it!" He curses as the buzzer on the game goes off, Cavity Sam's nose shining bright red and he hands the tweezers over to Tony.

"It's just nice, you know? To just kinda chill out and not have to worry about anything super important-I mean I worry about everything anyway-but it's still relaxing."

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"That sounds like way more effort than I wanna put into this." Peter waves it off and then takes a card to see what next is being removed. A Wrench. From the ankle. "So did this dude try and like... replace his ankle with a wrench or is there a pun I'm not getting here?" He asks, taking the tweezers.

"Well, you can't really force someone to see things your way-I mean I don't know if I'm the best person to talk to about this-I got picked on like every day at school and just ignored it because why bother? People were gonna think what they wanted anyway and I never fought back because-well mostly because I couldn't but after the bite I could-but I still didn't. It was annoying, sure but I also didn't want to be someone other people feared, you know? Not like that." He shakes his head because he's pretty sure that point was just random and he doesn't know how it ties into things.

"But, I think it's really important to remember-you might be leading the train, but you're not the train. You didn't stick us all here, you're just trying to make the best of a bad situation while we figure things out-that's not a bad approach-you didn't restrict our freedoms-the train did and if he tries to go in guns blazing then more people than just him could get hurt, so I don't know, I think he just doesn't get what real leadership is.

He plucks the wrench out-sucking in a breath when he almost touches the side.

Tony rolled his eyes. Ugh, to be young and not have to know these things again. "Wrenching a joint is an expression. It's like twisting an ankle."

"That wasn't the point of that story," Tony complained and tossed a small ball he'd been tossing around while waiting for Peter to finish his turn at the kid. "And I know I can't force someone.. I just want them to realize they're being stupid and should figure it out on their own." See the difference? Yeah, most people couldn't either. "And you can stand up for yourself without being feared. You shouldn't have to put up with the amount of crap you've told me about." He'd considered showing up on Flash's doorstep and smacking him.

He nodded. "Well he's all up in arms because of Yuffie anyway. Otherwise I doubt he would've ever noticed or thought to complain about this. Ever see her? Is she hot or anything?"

"Oh..." Peter states, looking at the wench he's holding onto with the tweezers. His other arm acts fast and he catches the ball with little effort-he only just stops himself from throwing it back. He leaves the comment about him not having to put up with everything he does alone. He thinks he does-if Flash isn't picking on him he'd pick a new target and Peter can't have that. Besides, how exactly could he explain suddenly standing up to Flash when he's never done that before?

Instead, he lets his thoughts focus on the other question and shrugs loosely, face in a sort of 'yeah, I guess' expression.

"Yeah, she's cute. I mean, I'm not super comfortable saying she's hot cause like-she's a person not a temperature."

"Really Peter? Really?" He asked, shaking his head.

"We need another party or some kind of team sport tournament. I don't know about you but this place is getting claustrophobic." When wasn't it? "AH! Got it," He cheered for himself as he pulled the next piece out of their very temperamental patient. "If you ask me, we should probably do something about that red nose too. That can't be normal."

"Gotta stay woke, Mr Stark." Peter just offers a shrug in response. He looks down at Sam again and frowns.

"Yeah, I mean-I guess. But his nose is probably red because he's sick." He reasons, looking at cartoon man critically. "It's nice you successfully removed the thing but you also had a few failed surgeries too." He points out before grabbing a card a leaving Tony to deal with that thought.

"I'm way more 'woke' than you. You're the one who nearly fell asleep in his pancakes this morning." Of course he knew what woke really meant, but sometimes a dad has to make a dad joke, okay?

He scowled at the boy. "Do I rub all your failures in your face Mr. I-Got-Stuck-In-A-Hammock-And-Broke-My-Nose-Falling-Out-of-It."

Peter just groans and rolls his eyes like a teenager. "What ever, Mr Stark." But there's a trace of a grin on his face that he might deny-it really depends. "That was terrible and you should feel terrible."

Speaking of the funny bone. He takes the tweezers and carefully pulls it out of Sam. "You're just jealous I'm good at this game." He says, an ornery grin on his face.

"I do. I feel positively wretched. Just look at me, don't I look upset?" He looks anything but..

"You're just good at this game because you've played it more. You wish you had mad skills like- DAMMIT ALL TO HELL!" Buzz went Sam. "If you win this, so help me, you're going to wish you were grounded!"

Peter can't help the giggles escaping him as he takes the tweezers and draws the next card. "Are you really threatening me if I win?"

Okay, time to get that Butterfly out of his stomach. Although he's not sure why that requires an operation. Anyways. He carefully removes the butterfly. "Looks like I'm winning still, Mr Stark." He tries to keep a straight face but fails miserably.

As soon as the butterfly was free, Tony whacks the board over, sending the pieces flying.

"Earthquake, everyone in the hospital dies. You lose." He sits back with a ornery grin- surprisingly similar to the one Peter had just been wearing.

Peter gasps in shock, his voice squeaking terribly as he does.

"Mr Stark! That's cheating!" As if he didn't already know that. "It's cool, I still got more money than you-" He picks up all his hard earn surgery money. "How the tables turned." He grins.

"Don't stifle my creative solution to my problem," he scolded- but only got part of the way through without starting to snicker.

"And you forgot to pay your taxes. How much do you have? Give me like half of that. I don't have to pay since I work with Medicare patients!" He laughed. "This is the real world, buddy!" It wasn't. He had no idea how medicare worked, but he was just making crap up.

"Nice try, Mr Stark. But I never received a letter from the IRS so I won't fall for your wily tax fraud schemes." Peter said defiantly, crossing his arms over his chest. He pauses a moment, thinking something over in his head.

"Wait. You just said this was your creative solution did you just go super villain on me? Because I'll have you know that's totally not cool."

He had to give up his attempt to steal the money, but he laughed about the last bit.

"You can be creative and not be a super villain. Don't forget who designed your suit! Also, who talks like that? You're such a nerd."

"I go to midtown tech, what did you expect?" Peter raises an eyebrow at the accusation.

"Also, you can be creative and not be a super villain-sure but you can't intentionally cause an earth quake for your own agenda and not be a super villain-I'm sorry Mr Stark but them's the rules." He shrugs in an 'oh well' fashion.

"I'm gonna have to report you. This hurts me more than it hurts you."

"Alright, fair enough. Though do you have any idea the amount of paperwork is involved with reporting me?" He pointed out. "By the time you finish all of that, the next super villain is going to be causing another natural disaster. You could've been using this time to stop it, but instead, you chose paperwork. Now how are you going to sleep at night?"

"Oh, that's easy." Peter states, bending down to scoop up the game that Tony knocked on the floor. "I won't." You know, because he doesn't sleep anyways. It may be in poor taste to joke about it but hey, laughing at pain is a good coping mechanism. Actually, it's probably not but whatever.

"Besides, isn't that kinda the job? There's always going to be someone causing trouble."

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