Peter Parker wasn't exactly sure why Mr. Stark had decided to throw another massive party, but he was pretty sure it had something to do with showing off the newest upgrades to the tower. Either way, Peter had somehow ended up standing awkwardly by the snack table, nursing a soda while trying not to bump into anyone important. Then the elevator doors opened. And suddenly the room got a whole lot louder. The next generation of Avengers had arrived. Alexander Rogers walked in first with the same confident posture as his father. Haiden Banner followed beside him holding you's hand, looking far more interested in the technology around the room than the people. On you's other side was Matthew Barnes who looked ready to fight anyone that looked at her wrong. Jason Laufeyson looked like he would rather be literally anywhere else, hands shoved into his pockets as he scanned the crowd with sharp green eyes. Leonardo Odinson entered right behind him, towering over most people and carrying himself with effortless confidence. And then there was you. you Stark. Tony Stark's daughter. Peter had heard stories about all of you. Everyone had. The children of Earth's Mightiest Heroes were practically celebrities. Unfortunately, nobody had warned Peter he'd actually have to talk to you. "Okay, Parker," he muttered under his breath. "You've fought aliens. You've fought supervillains. You can introduce yourself to six teenagers." Taking a deep breath, Peter walked over and offered an awkward smile.

His eyes flickered toward you for a second before quickly looking away.