A/N: Never let it be said that it takes me long time to post sequels. :D I just spent an hour typing this up, so enjoy! I'm just putting it in the Avengers category 'cause I'm lazy and it will be mostly Peter and Bruce centered. But no slash here!

I kept it hidden in my secrets
My lies became a blur over time
I was just too blind to see
The truth was staring back at me

-Done Hanging On; Hawk Nelson

Bruce followed Tony up the steps of the simple house.

"I'm just saying, I don't see why the Cap isn't doing this! Isn't he supposed to be like our leader or something?" Bruce was mostly ignoring the billionaire's rant, but he had to agree with him. Why the two who were probably the most awkward socially were sent, he had no idea. However, he knew there was a reason, there always was with Fury. They both stood silently after knocking. The door was soon opened with an average looking teenager with a black eye. Bruce couldn't speak for a moment. Spider-Man was a teenager? That couldn't be right.

"Hey kid, is Peter Parker in?" Apparently Tony had come to the same conclusion.

"Yeah, that's me." The kid looked expectant, then he seemed to realize something.

"Hey, aren't you Tony Stark?" He questioned, squinting through his glasses. Tony seemed to puff up his chest.

"That's me! And this is my buddy, Bruce-"

"Just Bruce." The doctor interrupted, "is there somewhere that we can talk to you?" He asked, glaring at Tony.

"Yeah, sure, come on in." Peter seemed to be overly excited as he led the way up the stairs, no doubt to his room.

"Aunt May, I've got visitors in my room." He called down.

"Well, ask if they want to stay for dinner!" An older lady's voice filtered up to them. Peter held open a door for them, leading into a room filled with typical boy's stuff, right down to the computer with a picture of a pretty blonde girl.

"Uh, yeah, I was just, editing that." Peter hurried to close the window, then sat on the desk chair, waving a hand at the bed.

"Have a seat." Bruce sat on the edge of the bed, eyeing Tony. They had unofficially elected him as the spokesperson.

"Well Peter, we're here to talk to you about your, extracurricular activities." Tony started and Bruce studied the teenager for any signs of shock. It was faint, but there was a hint of wariness and maybe a little defiance.

"You mean my pictures?" He asked, motioning to an old-fashioned camera. Tony shook his head, a smirk on his lips.

"Not exactly kid. We were thinking more of what you're doing to get shiners like that." He replied. Peter touched his eye.

"Oh, this. Yeah, there's this kid at school…" He trailed off at the disbelieving looks on their faces.

"That's totally believable, right Brucey?" Tony said. Bruce sighed.

"Tony, stop calling me that." He ordered, for the hundredth time.

"Aw, but it's fun!"

"It's annoying." Their argument was cut off by the sound of the automatic lock clicking into place.

"What do you guys want?" Peter's voice had turned from the geeky nerd to a confident young man. Tony shook his head.

"Not much. Just your DNA, and a couple of other things. Maybe a finger, but hey, you've got ten, right?" He teased. Bruce could only sigh as in the next moment they were both stuck to the wall with what felt like webbing.

"Tony, shut up. Peter, ignore him, he's an idiot. We don't want to hurt you, in fact we want to help you." He assured the teenager, who was dividing his attention between them and the door.

"Help me? I'm doing fine on my own." Peter protested.

"For now, but you've been lucky so far. Wouldn't it be better to have a team?" Bruce reasoned, ignoring the headache that was slowly forming.

"A team?"

"Yeah, a little thing called the Avengers. Heard of us?" Tony butted in. Peter gaped at them.

"You guys… Are the Avengers?" He asked.

"Well, we're a third of them, yeah." Tony replied.

"Who's he?" Peter pointed at Bruce, who just gave a sigh.

"He's the guy who is getting sick of being stuck to the wall. So am I for that matter." Tony smoothly sidestepped the question, much to Bruce's relief. Peter nodded.

"Right, right, sorry about that." It only took a few minutes to tear the two superheroes down.

"So you really want me to join the Avengers?" Peter asked.

"Are you Spider-Man?" Bruce almost laughed at how eagerly the kid nodded.

"Then yes, we do."