I just recently watched Spiderman: Homecoming with my kids. Yes, I know, I'm behind. My son said I needed to see it before we went to see Infinity War. I've watched IronMan and I have to say, I did not like the movies. I found Ironman to be cocky...among other things. I definitely did not want my kids to see him as a role model in any way. My opinion changed a little after seeing Spiderman: Homecoming. I have a whole new respect for Tony Stark. He has grown up.

My son, on the other hand, was irked with Spiderman. He could not believe that he would beg Tony to keep the suit. "If that were me, I'd have spun a web and took off," he said in complete annoyance. I chuckled to myself knowing my son is much more spirited. Peter's character in Spiderman: Homecoming is not someone who is naturally rebellious. My son may be a little more of a hothead. RIP me.

Anyway, it got me to thinking and I've written a little tale about what would have happened if Peter did take the notion to take off rather than relinquishing the suit. How would dad!Tony handle it? Hmmm...I wonder. What do you think?

Here is my take on it. Much of the content in this chapter is from the movie.

*warning* This story may contain parental discipline of a more hands-on nature.

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"I think you've done enough."

Peter sat on the edge of the high rise building, his mentor's words repeatedly echoing in his head. He could still see the ferry from his vantage point. His stomach plummeted as he thought about what happened. Peter pulled his mask off despondently as he watched the aftermath unfold. How could he be so stupid thinking he could handle things on his own? Part of him blamed Mr. Stark. He tried to tell him but the stubborn man refused to listen to him. He never listened! Peter could still see Ironman in his mind's eye, repairing his mess and ignoring his pleas to help. Instinctively, Peter knew it was only one of Tony Starks' many suits. The man was a freakin' genius. He could remote control his suits from the comfort of his workshop without breaking a sweat. That ferry was just a drop in the bucket for Ironman to fix. Peter swung his legs back and forth mindlessly as he turned his face from the helicopters and rescue boats going to the passenger's rescue. He didn't want to think of the consequences of his actions. He'd rather just pretend it didn't happen.

Peter was so lost in his thoughts that he didn't see the Iron suit approach until he heard his mentor's voice. "Previously on Peter screws the pooch," began the voice as the suit hovered in the air behind him.

Peter sighed refusing to look. The last thing he wanted to do was have a conversation with an empty suit. Although, his anger was mounting as he heard the man continue speaking.

"I tell you to stay away from this…but instead, you hack a multi-million dollar suit so you could sneak around behind my back doing the one thing I told you NOT to do!"

Peter swallowed, feeling more than a little guilty already. "Is everyone okay?"

The suit hovered in one spot. "No thanks to you." Tony's voice sounded pissed.

Peter felt his temper flare. He already felt responsible. He didn't need a guilt trip. Suddenly he didn't care what he said to his mentor. To hell with the self-important Tony Stark. This was his fault! Had he just listened to him, none of this would have happened.

"No thanks to me?" Peter stood to his feet and jumped off the ledge, going up close and personal to the suit. He hoped Mr. Stark would get a good look at his angry face because he was pissed too. "Those weapons were out there and I tried to tell you about it but you didn't listen." Peter pointed at the suit's mask incredulously. He kept walking closer as the suit landed on the top of the building in front of him. Peter didn't back down. He wasn't afraid of Tony Starks' stupid Ironman suit. The man didn't give a rat's pyjamas about him so why did he care what the man thought?

"None of this would've happened if you had just listened to me!"

As an afterthought, more to himself than to the suit, Peter muttered, "If you even cared, you'd actually be here."

To Peter's surprise, the suit opened and the Tony Stark exited the suit looking more than a little ticked off. Peter's pulse picked up in his chest and he took a step back. His jaw dropped in surprise and he had to admit, the pissed off look on Tony's face frightened him a little. Tony Stark was a formidable man on a good day.

Tony stepped out of the suit and sniffed, tilting his head a little. He strode towards Peter intimidatingly and Peter couldn't stop himself from stepping back further, swallowing hard.

"I did listen, kid. Who do you think called the FBI, huh?" commented his mentor icily continuing to step closer to Peter.

Peter's self-preservation took over, forcing him to continue walking backward as the millionaire walked forward. He gulped as his mind reeled at the deja vu moment. The man's tone sounded vaguely reminiscent of his Uncle Ben when Peter had screwed up. Peter didn't like how that made him feel. He was Spiderman for Pete's sake, not some stupid little kid.

"Do you know that I was the only one to believe in you? Everyone thought I was crazy to recruit a 14-year-old kid."

Without thinking, Peter corrected the furious man. "I'm fifteen."

Starks' eyes darkened dangerously. "NO! This is where you zip it, all right?" he said, his hand making the gesture ominously. Peter gulped nervously and stepped back again. "The adult is talking."

Peter's eyes widened in trepidation. Mr. Stark had gotten his attention. The last time Peter had seen an authority figure this angry with him, he had ended up not sitting comfortably for several hours afterward. His Uncle Ben had made it very clear that Peter would not usurp his authority without reaping the consequences. Peter shivered at the memory while keeping a sharp eye on his mentor.

"What if someone died tonight," continued Tony, pulling Peter back into the moment. "Different story, right? Because that's on you." Tony poked him sternly in the chest and Peter's pulse picked up. "And if you died?" Tony lifted his hands up in frustration. "I feel like that's on me. I don't need that on my conscience."

Peter bit his lip. "Yes, sir. I'm sorry. I understand…"

Tony shook his head. "Sorry doesn't cut it."

"I know," said Peter feeling desperate to make his mentor understand. "I…I just wanted to be like you," he finally said, surprising himself by how true the words were. He truly had wanted to be the hero Tony was but he'd failed miserably.

Tony looked away, his eyes taking in the helicopters in the distance. He paused for a moment taking in the kid's words. If he hadn't been so angry with the kid, he might have chosen his next words better.

"And I wanted you to be better."

There was no mistaking the pain that flashed in Peter's eyes. Tony's words had cut him to the core. His mentor had had high expectations for him and he'd let the man down. Peter looked away, not wanted to see the look of utter disappointment in his mentor's eyes. The penetrating look sliced through him making his stomach flip awkwardly.

"Okay, so this is not working out. It's clear to me that you are not responsible enough so I'm going to need the suit back."

Peter's eyes widened in disbelief. "For how long?"

"Forever," said Tony, his tone decisive.

Peter blinked. "No…"

"Yes, that's how it works."

"NO, no, please." Peter's was on the verge of panicking. He did not want to go back to using his own suit. Tony's creation was beyond all his expectations. He couldn't bear the thought of giving it back. He needed it. He was nothing without the suit.

Tony held out his hand impatiently. "Let's have it."

"Please, Mr. Stark," pleaded Peter. "Please don't take the suit. I need it. Spiderman needs it. I'm really sorry, and...you can umm put the tracker back in and fix the hacks I did, and I swear I won't mess with any of that stuff again. Please, please don't take the suit."

Tony shook his head and held his hand out expectantly. "This isn't up for discussion, kid. You blew it. Give me the suit. Now!" Tony's voice was firm.

Peter stepped back again shaking his head adamantly. "Please, Mr. Stark. Ground me…no patrolling at night…um extra homework…take my computer and my phone…no dessert for a month…" Peter was desperate now. Tony looked resolute and Peter knew he was losing the battle.

"You don't get it, do you, kid? You almost died tonight along with a whole boat full of innocent bystanders all because you didn't obey me and stay out of it like I told you to do. You lied to me, Peter, and took matters into your own hands. People could have died! Don't you get that?" Tony narrowed his eyes at Peter in amazement.

Peter licked his lips. "Please, Mr.' Stark, I'm sorry. I really am. I promise I will listen to you from now on just please don't take the suit. I'm begging you."

Tony crossed his arms and closed his eyes. He was quickly losing his temper with the kid. This conversation was over. His eyes were resolute when they opened once again. The kid would not win this.

"Give me the suit or I take the friggin thing, myself. I guarantee you will not enjoy it if I do." Tony allowed the threat to linger.

Peter's eyes grew very large and he backed up even further until he was on the ledge once again. Tears blurred his vision as he took in his mentor's angry demeanour. There was no way he would win against Ironman in an altercation. Peter dropped his gaze to the ground for a moment. He reached down and picked up his mask, pulling it over his face once again.

"Peter," said Tony in a threatening voice.

Peter held up his hand and shook his head. "No. You gave me this suit and you can't have it back. Go to hell, Mr. Stark." With those final words, Peter shot a web across to the next building and disappeared.

Tony blinked in disbelief. He could not believe the audacity of the kid. Part of him was impressed if he was honest with himself. He never knew the kid had it in him to stand up to him. Another part of him was amused. Amused that the cocky kid thought he could run away from him.

Tony suited up again and took off after the kid. Clearly, he needed to find another way to get through to the kid, and Tony had a feeling that Lil Spidey wasn't going to like the consequences of his little outburst. It was time to show the kid who was in charge.