Peter stared up at the tower with a mixture of fear and awe. Never, in a million years, did he ever suspect he would be standing in front of Stark Industries about to go in for an interview for a Junior Internship.

Normally it was only college students that got to apply but the higher ups decided that younger minds might bring a fresh perspective with them, so they opened the door for the best and brightest under eighteen to apply.

Peter and Ned had both applied for the simple reason that they would never forgive their former selves if they didn't at least try.

They were dumbfounded when they both made it to the second round. Ned was cut from the third round but was a good friend by joining Peter in a celebratory dance when Peter got word that he would be moving on.

Now it was down to ten and that meant it was interview time. Interview with CEO Pepper Potts, Chief head of human resources and Chief of security to be exact. Peter had to admit he was fanboying at the idea of meeting the CEO but also crapping his pants a bit at the idea of meeting the CEO.

"Oh, oh man. OK, ok Peter. It's not so bad right? You have stared down robbers with guns. You have literally flow across the city using nothing but a 3 cm thick web. What do you have to be nervous about here?" His brain answered him despite his anxiety needing this little pep talk. "The most powerful woman in modern industry is about to talk to me. That might be a good trigger I guess."

He was about to turn around and just slink home when his phone buzzed in his pocket.

The simple thumbs up on his screen from Ned was all he needed to see. He sucked in a deep breath and walked through the front doors.

The beautifully designed lobby was both inviting and intimidating. His eyes took in everything from the glassy marble floor, to the silent waterfall behind the front desk. Even the people looked better in here, wearing matching spotless lab coats and smart business attire.

Suddenly self-conscience Peter tried to flatten the wrinkles out of his button up shirt before approaching the attractive young woman behind the desk. She was currently talking on the phone, so Peter stood by patiently waiting for her to finish.

Once she clicked off her ear piece she looked to Peter with bright blue eyes.

"Hello and welcome to Stark Industries! How may I assist you today?"

"Um, yeah, hi. My, my name is Peter Parker. I am here for an interview at 930? For the junior internship." He pushed out past his stuttering lips.

The woman tapped away on her computer for a moment before flashing him a wide smile that both increased his heart rate but calmed his nerves.

"Here you are right here Mr. Parker. How exciting, one of the top ten candidates!" She flipped through a small box of visitor passes before finding his and handing it to him. "This is a one-day pass to floor 32, where your interview will take place. Please keep it on you and visible at all times for security reasons."

"Thank you, Ma'am," Peter said with a small smile, as he clipped the badge to his front pocket.

"You can call me Stacy," the woman said with a grin, "No need for that Ma'am stuff here. Also, when you are talking to Ms. Potts don't use that one on her either, she says it makes her feel old."

Peter blushed a deep red but managed to keep his response audible.

"Thanks Stacy, I will keep that in mind!"

"Once you go through these security gates you can take one of the silver elevators to floor 32. And good luck!"

Peter definitely felt like he was going to need it. He gave the kind receptionist a wave over his shoulder as he headed for the security gates.

Upon watching a few employees enter before him, he knew to swipe his card at the black terminal before walking through.

"Peter Parker. Midtown School or Science and Technology intern prospect. Clearance level white."

Peter froze and looked up at the ceiling. The security officer at the gate chuckled a bit at the look on his face.

"Don't worry about her kid. That's just F.R.I.D.A.Y. She is Mr. Starks AI, she controls everything in this building. You will get used to her." He assured him as he ushered him through the rest of the security measures.

He eyed the security system out of curiosity. He never knew that Stark had built an AI like that. But what was even more intriguing about it was that FRIDAY was having actual conversations with some people while doing her job else where. Very cool.

Not sure if he would ever see in inside of Stark industries again, Peter took his time to take everything in. He had a been a bit early so this was a nice for him to be able to collect his head and focus on the sciences around him. At least that was something he understood, unlike most social interactions which left him flustered.

He pressed the button for the elevator, and while he waited the queue filled up around him. None of the employees even gave him a second glance but that didn't mean he didn't study them.

Glancing around their preoccupied hands Peter was able to get little glances at what they were working on and it just made him giddy to be standing in the presence of these great minds.

Finally, the elevator arrived, and everyone piled on. Peter managed to hit the number 32 button before being shoved to the back of the box. Sandwiched between a pretty engineer and a burly chemist.

Peter tried not to eavesdrop, he really did but in such tight quarters it was impossible. The two were arguing over their best course of action involving a new material they were manufacturing, and how to use it without it clogging up the dispensing devices. The solution seemed simple to Peter but probably because it was the same way he manufactured his own web solution to come out of his web shooters.

Peter gently cleared his throat.

"Why not change the composition slightly so that it becomes a sheer-thinning liquid? That way it sublimates when expelled and won't clog the moving parts."

Both stared at him.

"How?" The engineer demanded.

Peter took out his pen and wrote out the formula on a blank sheet of paper offered by the chemist.

The two stared at it for a long moment. The rest of the elevator's occupants watched and waited to see if the youth was right.

"Wow." The Chemist said slowly, "I never thought of this. This is brilliant!" he looked at Peter wide eyed before glancing at his badge. "Peter Parker, intern prospect? Well I will tell you this young man, Ms. Potts will be getting a recommendation from me as soon as I get to the lab. Your name should be on this project as of now!"

"Thank you, sir, that is very generous of you!" Peter said as his face flushed a deep red but broke into a smile as well.

The elevator thinned a bit by the 32nd floor but not by much. Peter exited before the two scientists did so he gave them a wave as he stepped off the lift.

"Good luck Peter!" The engineer yelled before the door closed.

Feeling validated by the elevator ride, Peter continued down the hall with a spring in his step. Of course, that was before he realized he didn't know where to go from there.

Stacy had told him the 32nd floor but not what room.

Peter glanced at his watch then around the maze of hallways. This floor seemed to be dedicated to offices and board rooms, so it could literally be anywhere.

His anxiety started to boil up in his stomach again.

"Keep it together Peter. You've been doing good so far. Just keep. It. Together." A simple thought popped into his head. The chances of it working were slim but it was worth a shot. "Um, FRIDAY? Ma'am?" He called.

The prospects of the AI acknowledging someone that didn't even work there was slim but Peter was rewarded by the feminine voice addressing him.

"Yes Mr. Parker?"

"Sorry to bother FRIDAY, I am supposed to have a meeting at 930 with Ms. Potts and I don't know which room it is in. Would you be able to help me, please?"

There was a moment pause.

"Make your way to room 346, down the south hall."

"Thank you very much Friday."

Another pause.

"You are most welcome Mr. Parker."

He really must have been going crazy but the AI sounded amused. He wasn't sure if that was even possible.

Luck was with him and he found the room without much problem and with time to spare. Out of nerves Peter started talking and FRIDAY started answering.

He was in the middle of a very detailed conversation when the door opened and the one and only Ms. Pepper Potts stepped out. She glanced at the ceiling for a split second.

"Were you just talking to FRIDAY?" She asked. Peter blushed a deep red.

"Y-yes, I was. She helped me find the right room then I sorta started rambling about some of the logistics of the buildings system and she was answering some questions." He spouted out quickly, "I hope I didn't disturb you and I am sorry if I wasn't supposed to be talking to her. It's just so cool and …"

His speech was cut short when Mr. Potts raised a hand to stop him.

"No, it is alright Peter. We are ready for you now, please come take a seat."

Peter nearly ran into the room, face still red but a nervous excitement spurring him on. He greeted the other two people standing around the round table before sitting in his own chair. He clasped his hand together in hopes to keep them from bouncing as he waited for them to start.

"It seems your reputation has proceeded you here Mr. Parker," Ms. Potts said with a whisper of a smile, "I just got off the phone with one of our lead Chemists praising you, as well as one of the lead engineers. They said your quick wits have saved them weeks on their current project and Mr. Herrington even went so far as to tell me he wanted your name on said project. He didn't think it was right to take your formula with out proper acknowledgment or compensation."

If it was possible Peter turned an even deeper shade of red.

"No -no, Ma'am .. Ms. Potts! ." He stammered quickly correcting the title, "I was just happy to help and I am sure they would have figured it out on their own anyway!"

"Maybe. But they know it now thanks to you. Also, you should know FRIDAY isn't programmed to talk to just anyone. She has the ability to ignore anyone with the exception of myself, the Avengers when they are here, and Mr. Stark. So the fact she actually answered your questions tells me she likes what she has scanned." The smile was there fully now.

Peter was pretty sure he was going to die from praise and for once had nothing to say.

"Let's start this interview, shall we?" Ms. Potts announced as she slipped back into her professional demeanor.

Once the conversation turned to more relatable topics Peter was happy to engage the trio. They asked about some of his school papers that had been sent along with his application, his future aspirations, and some science based questions that the three, although were the one's that asked, didn't understand his answers.

After about forty minutes Ms. Potts got to her feet and shook Peter's hand.

"That's it Mr. Parker," she said with a smile, "We will be in touch by the end of the week with the results!"

"Thank you, Ms. Potts. It was really an honor to be allowed to come into Stark Industries!"

As he turned to leave his hearing picked up the head of security muttering to the HR lady.

"That kid should be interning with Stark himself. Maybe the good manners will rub off!"

That made him smile.

Once he hit the main lobby he shouted a thank you and a good bye to FRIDAY before heading for the door. He smiled wider when the AI wished him a good day.

Could his life get any better?

Switch to Mr. Tony Stark

Tony replayed the conversation again, and again of Peter talking to FRIDAY. Then watched the security tapes on the elevator and in the interview room.

His computer hummed for a bit as it pulled up all public records, and some not so public records of the fifteen-year-old. His grades and family life became facts the billionaire stored away for future reference.

Then YouTube popped up.

"FRIDAY, what is this?" He asked.

"All videos pertaining to Peter Parker as requested Boss."

Tony Stark was rarely impressed but after watching the videos he had to admit he was.

"FRIDAY, you are sure that's the kid?"

"Yes Boss. Peter's biometric scan from today confirm that it is him."

With a knowing smirk he grabbed the keys to the Audi and headed down to the garage. Queens wasn't that far away.