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It had been a little over two weeks since Kamala started her internship at Stark Industries. It was different from what she’d expected—although not bad. Mostly, she and the other interns just worked alongside their project supervisors, but they’d had the opportunity to see some of the other research that Stark’s scientists were working on, and...it was hard not to be blown away.

She did miss working with Bruno like they had at school, but he was at MIT now, and the rest of their old science fair team were still studying in Jersey. It wasn’t so bad, though...the researchers here were pretty welcoming, and she hadn’t been asked to make anyone coffee yet, which was always nice. Part of her had been hoping for the opportunity to meet Tony Stark himself, but according to her supervisor he didn’t come by in person all that often. That made sense, of course.

She did get to meet Pepper Potts once, which frankly was just as good, although Kamala was fairly certain she made a complete fool of herself by dropping a rack of test tubes in surprise when Potts had called her by name. It was all a bit overwhelming.

That being said, she wouldn’t have given it up for anything. 

This was it. It was time. He thought his heart would beat out of his chest here soon. But here he was, ready to walk in there and interview for a dream internship. An internship with Stark Industries that if he didn’t fuck up, could some day, eventually, lead to a real job. He could work for the company that Tony Freaking Stark was running. Maybe he could see Tony Stark from afar one day, off in his own super awesome place, working on his super awesome tech or some Avengers thing. Did Captain America come hang out with Tony some times? He was going to hyperventilate at the thought. He couldn’t linger on the possibilities too long. 

Here he was, dorky little Peter Parker, fresh out of high school and looking for something to make him happy that wasn’t crime fighting in a red and blue suit. And he was about to interview for a position with Stark Industries. It was surreal. Hopefully he’d get it, but not if he kept acting like a huge dork like this. He took a deep breath in and tried to calm himself. “Alright Parker,” He muttered to himself. “You can do this. You can get through this interview without making a complete ass of yourself. You won’t even be seeing Tony Stark so there’s no reason to freak out about it.” He tried to reassure himself, sitting impatiently and waiting for his turn to plead his case with whoever he’d be interviewing with.