Peter is thrown towards a wall but with a bit of quick thinking he's able to shoot out a web and keep himself from smashing into it. He grabs the building and pulls out a pokeball.
"Hey Peeves, you like possessing stuff right? Go get it!" He tosses the ball and Peeves the Rotogeist does its favorite thing-which is possess the giant robot. This is fun! Look how bit it is now!
Well, it's under control for now. At least until Peeves decides to play with it. Before he can figure out his next move, a familiar voice fills his ears. Mr Stark!
"Hey kid! I'm kinda stuck in the ground right now so here, deal with the big honking bot for me. I'm sending you something fun. Karen? Unlock the suit."
"Yes sir." Karen replies, and in the next moment there's a wae of nanobots flying at him and like some bizarre dream, Peter finds himself piloting the Iron Man suit.
"Oh my god! This is awesome!" Peter exclaims, looking down at the Iron Man gauntlet now incasing his hand. "Okay, Peeves, let it go, I'm gonna blast it in its face. Karen-or-uh Friday? Whatever. Whoever. Increase flight power to fifty percent."
"Peter, Are you you sure that's-" Friday starts to cut in.
"I'll be fine, do it!" Peter waves the warning off.
The flight power increases dramatically and Peter shoots right through a billboard and straight into the mecha bot with a painful thud.
"Ow..." He whines before sliding down the metal bot and then falling to the ground.
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"Hey Peeves, you like possessing stuff right? Go get it!" He tosses the ball and Peeves the Rotogeist does its favorite thing-which is possess the giant robot. This is fun! Look how bit it is now!
Well, it's under control for now. At least until Peeves decides to play with it. Before he can figure out his next move, a familiar voice fills his ears. Mr Stark!
"Hey kid! I'm kinda stuck in the ground right now so here, deal with the big honking bot for me. I'm sending you something fun. Karen? Unlock the suit."
"Yes sir." Karen replies, and in the next moment there's a wae of nanobots flying at him and like some bizarre dream, Peter finds himself piloting the Iron Man suit.
"Oh my god! This is awesome!" Peter exclaims, looking down at the Iron Man gauntlet now incasing his hand. "Okay, Peeves, let it go, I'm gonna blast it in its face. Karen-or-uh Friday? Whatever. Whoever. Increase flight power to fifty percent."
"Peter, Are you you sure that's-" Friday starts to cut in.
"I'll be fine, do it!" Peter waves the warning off.
The flight power increases dramatically and Peter shoots right through a billboard and straight into the mecha bot with a painful thud.
"Ow..." He whines before sliding down the metal bot and then falling to the ground.
"Multiple contusions detected." Friday informs.
"Yeah, thanks. I noticed." He whines again.
"Possible concussion detected. Alerting Mr Stark." Karen informs.