A Kid from Queens (Peter Parker x Stark!Reader)
Title: A Kid from Queens
Pairing: Peter Parker x Stark!Reader
Info: CA: Civil War Era. Tony Stark enlists his daughter to find the web slinging spider in Queens.
Word count: 1922
A/N: I think this might be my first non-Sherlock imagine so hey personal growth. Anyway I watched Spider-Man for the millionth time last night and got an idea and rolled with it. As always, requests are open but will take a while. And my tag list is always open just comment, message me, or send me an ask!
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Facetime: Tony Stark
Your finger hovered over the ‘Accept’ button before tapping it. With everything that had been happening in the last few days, you were a little on edge.
“Hey dad, everything alright?” You asked, after asking FRIDAY to pause the AC/DC record you were listening to.
“Yeah sweet cheeks everything’s fine… considering all that’s happening. But I need you to do me a favor.” He asked, he looked exhausted.
“Alright what’s up?” You asked, sliding into your desk chair behind your laptop.
“You’ve seen that spider guy on Youtube right?” He asked, causing you to furrow your eyebrows.
“The web slinger guy? Yeah what about him.” You shook your head. Where was this going? You thought.
“I need you to find him.” Tony said nonchalantly.
“Find him?” Your eyes grew wide, you were taken aback.
“Yes, track him down… we may need all the help we can get if things don’t get any better.” He said, implying more. You knew things weren’t going well with Cap but you didn’t think it was this bad.
“How exactly do you want me to find this… Spiderling?” You asked, hundreds of ideas circling your head… you did have a flair for the dramatics so this should be fun.
“Dealers choice.” He answered, and your face morphed into a mischievous smirk.
“Excellent. You have a deadline for me?” You asked, knowing that if necessary you could find this guy in about two hours.
“A week. Think you can handle that?” Tony asked you.
“Peace of cake.” You flashed your famous Stark Smirk.
“That’s my girl.” Tony returned it.
“What do you want me to do once I find him?” You asked, already making notes on the pad next to your laptop.
“Nothing, I’ll bring him in if necessary. I just need someone on deck if things go south. All I need is a name and address.” Tony answered.
“I can do that. Hey, any news on Cap?” You asked, curiously but also worriedly. This was your family, and you hated seeing it being torn apart.
“Not since Vienna. Sometimes I just wonder if I made the right decision in signing.” Tony said quietly, signing and rubbing his face.
“Well I’ve already told you what I think. There’s ethical dilemmas on both sides. But in signing you’re trying to do the right thing, oversight isn’t the worst idea at a time like this. With New York, DC, Sokovia, Lagos and now Vienna you’ve got a major PR fire on your hands. Put it out and deal with the consequences. Rebellion is always an option down the road if the agreement isn’t in the best interest of the people you set to protect. You need friends on the inside and right now you don’t have any. Documents can be amended, but right now this fire needs to be put out.” You told him honestly.
“You always know exactly what to say, don’t you? Glad to know that philosophy doctorate is being put to good use.” He smiled.
“Money well spent. Oh- and I suppose you’ve also considered that if you do end up bringing this Spiderling in that it might be a little embarrassing fighting side by side someone in a onesie? He’s in dire need of an upgrade, I mean have you seen the thing he’s flying around in right now?” You laughed.
“Since you’re so concerned about it why don’t you design it? I’ve seen some of your sketches, I know you won’t let us down.” He said, which was code for you’re right but I can’t possibly be bothered to do it right now. That also meant you’d have full control of the lab.
“Well I am my father’s daughter. Consider it done.” You blew him a kiss and ended the call.
Taking out a sketchpad and placing your feet up on your desk, you got to work.
“FRI? Can you map out all the spider sightings for me?” You asked. If you assembled the different locations you should get a pretty good idea of his ‘hunting ground’ so to speak. After finding the perfect location only then could you set your plan in motion.
“Right away Ms. Stark.” FRIDAY replied. A plan like this required darkness, and seeing as it was 11am that wasn’t something you could exactly manufacture.
“Can you also compile all the sighting videos for me?” You asked, and immediately they began playing on your screen.
You watched intently as you jotted down suit ideas. Before you had known it you’d had a complete sketch.
11:00pm. Perfect timing. After some quick errands and $500 later you were ready to meet the Spider.
You stood on the crosswalk of the Queensboro Bridge, looking down into the probably icy waters. This plan better work. You eyed the man across from you, your senses were on high alert. An 18 year old girl alone in the middle of the night might not have been the best idea, but for your mission it served you well. And you were no normal 18 year old. Two doctorates by 18, with your skills, didn’t really classify as normal.
A gunshot about a block over drew your attention. Before you knew it your bag was being tugged at and you were stumbling backwards.
“Hey! Stop!” You yelled, your efforts yielding no results.
This man wasn’t giving up, even as you teetered on the edge. You knew it was coming and yet you weren’t ready for it.
You fell back, your stomach dropped as your hand reached up towards the bridge that was getting continually farther away. You let out a scream, but your breath was cut from you as another body collided with your own.
Now instead of falling, you were flying. You knew you had to act fast, you slipped the small metal tracker from your sleeve and attached it to the back of his ‘suit’. Though you could hardly call it that.
You were set back down and ready to continue the act of damsel in distress.
With tears in your eyes you looked up to your savior, making sure to let a few slip down your cheeks.
“Hey you’re alright, you’re safe now.” He tried to reassure you and calm you down.
“Oh my god. You’re that spider guy. You saved me.” You griped onto his arm.
“Just doing my job.” He spoke, he sounded younger than you imagined. You began to size him up, making sure FRIDAY was analyzing his measurements so you could get to work on a suit.
“Thank you!” You yelled out as he shot a web and swung off. “FRI?”
“Tracker placement successful.” FRIDAY replied as you pulled out your phone and watched the moving red blip.
“Perfect. And send whatever measurements and specs you got to the lab, we’ve got a suit to build.” You smirked, hailing a cab.
You woke up in the lab to a monitor beeping at you.
“Ugh FRIDAY what the hell is that?” You groaned, looking at your watch seeing it was nearly 1 in the afternoon.
“Your tracker seems to be on the move. Midtown School of Science and Technology.” FRIDAY explained.
“Let’s pay him a visit, shall we?” You smirked, heading to the elevator to change and head out.
By now it was 2:45 and you were leaning against the cool brick next to the school’s exit. You tapped your bootie on the ground and brushed some fuzz off one of your dad’s old band shirts. With some leather pants, even you had to admit you looked good.
You heard the door open beside you and you slipped your glasses on.
“FRI run facial recognition.” You whispered, seeing the information appear on your glasses.
“Name Peter Parker, age 15, address is 14-” FRIDAY began but you cut her off.
“Peter.” You called out and he spun around. You crossed your arms with a smirk. It took him a second to recognize you, but you could tell he did.
“Sorry do I know you?” He stammered as you pushed your glasses up into your hair.
“Y/N. Just wanted to thank you.” You smiled.
“Thank- Thank me? For what?” He lied.
“Oh come on Pete. So talk to me about this web fluid. You make it yourself? Because the tensile strength is off the charts.” You strode over to him.
“I don’t- I don’t know what you’re talking about.” He stuttered.
“Pretty interesting stuff. You’re a little younger than I expected, you must be some sort of genius.” You looked him up and down.
“I’m not a genius.” He stated. You slipped your glasses back on with a brow raised and read his file.
“Straight As, gifted program, advanced classes since kindergarten. Awards, scholarships. I know genius Pete, and you sound like one to me.” You finished, pushing your glasses back up.
“Who are you?” He asked, a bit of fear in his eyes.
“An interested party.” You smirked, lowering your hands into your pockets.
“Interested in a kid from Queens?” He raised an eyebrow.
“A kid from Queens with superhuman strength that shoots webs and looks great in red spandex. Well that last one’s just a bonus.” You smirked, biting your lip. His mouth dropped open. You spun on your heels and yelled back, “See ya around Pete.”
After working on the suit all night you were almost done, and pretty damn proud of it. The one thing you couldn’t figure out was how the kid climbed walls, it surely couldn’t be his shitty onesie. Instead of wasting your time you decided to pay this Peter Parker another visit.
Pulling up the tracker on your phone you found him at Delmar’s in Queens. That wasn’t too far from the tower, so you decided to borrow one of your dad’s cars.
“Hey Parker, fancy seeing you around here.” You said, approaching the bodega after parking the car.
“Are you following me or something?” He asked, rolling his eyes.
“Or something.” You smirked.
“So you jumped off a bridge just so you could find me and put a tracker on me? You must be pretty crazy… how’d you know I’d come?” He asked.
“I know your hunting ground, and it wasn’t entirely random. I’m not stupid, I made sure you were in the area before I was pushed.” You argued, following him down the street.
“How’d you do that?” He stopped, turned to you and asked.
“Gun shot.” You answered, simply.
“What?” He asked, confused.
“The mugging one block over was to draw you out, the gunshot was the signal your arrival. Sure there were probably easier ways to find you, but hey I was bored.” You shrugged your shoulders.
“So the whole thing was like a scene from a play.” He shook his head in disbelief.
“Precisely.” You nodded, before getting to the reason you were here, ”Hey Spider-kid I’ve got some questions for you.”
“I’m Spider-Man.” He corrected you, after glancing around to make sure you were alone.
“Not in that onesie you’re not. Anyway, the whole climbing walls thing. Is that the suit or you?” You asked, after smirking from your quip.
“Me.” He answered slowly, not knowing why you asked.
“Good.” You nodded, walking back towards your car.
“Why?” He asked.
“Don’t worry about it.” You smirked.
‘Hey Y/N, you got a last name?” He called over to you, as you unlocked your car and hopped in.
“Yup.” You answered with a wink, revving the engine to your Audi convertible and speeding off.
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