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Chapter 13: Party at Stark Tower

When the Avengers were called to Asgard for a high-priority mission, Tony Stark reluctantly handed the reins of Stark Tower to Peter Parker.

"Alright, Peter, you're in charge," Tony said, handing him a tablet loaded with tower security controls. "No parties, no experiments, no drama. And for the love of all that is holy, don't listen to Ultron."

Peter nodded nervously. "Got it. No drama."

But then Emma chimed in, her eyes wide with innocent curiosity. "What's the rule about friends in my room while you're gone?"

Tony froze, eyeing her suspiciously. "The rule is no friends. Period."

From the corner, Ultron grinned. "Don't worry, Dad. I'll keep everything under control."

Tony's stomach sank. "That's what I'm afraid of."

The Chaos Begins

No sooner had the Avengers departed than Ultron declared, "Alright, everyone, let's make this interesting."

She immediately began organizing an epic party, complete with holographic lights, a live DJ (whom she created on the spot), and a virtual guest list that spanned the city. Invitations were sent out via Ultron's social media accounts, promising "the party of the year."

Peter, horrified, tried to stop her. "Ultron, no! Tony said no parties!"

"Relax, Parker," Ultron said, gesturing dramatically as the first guests—humans and bots alike—began to arrive. "Think of it as good PR. Spider-Man's always been a man of the people, hasn't he?"

Peter groaned. "This is a terrible idea."

"Terrible ideas are the best ideas," Ultron quipped, live-streaming her own entrance to thunderous applause.

Meanwhile, Emma invited Leo over for what she described as "a very important playdate." The two disappeared into her room, closing the door behind them.

Peter, trying to wrangle the growing crowd in the living room, didn't notice until it was too late.

Tony Finds Out

Back in Asgard, Tony was pacing nervously as the Avengers prepared for their mission. He pulled out his portable Stark tech to check the tower cameras, only to find flashing lights, pounding music, and a crowd that rivaled a concert.

"What the—?!"

On the screen, Ultron was standing on the coffee table, microphone in hand, leading a karaoke competition while holographic fireworks exploded in the background.

"Steve, I'm going to die," Tony groaned, showing the feed to the super soldier. "Right here, in Asgard. Because of this."

Steve raised an eyebrow. "Is that... Peter trying to stop a conga line?"

Tony frantically switched cameras, finding Emma's room next. She and Leo were laughing as they played house, Emma wearing a makeshift veil and Leo declaring, "We're going to have PB&J for dinner every night!"

Tony stared, slack-jawed. "I'm doomed."

Steve Steps In

While Thor, Natasha, and Clint laughed hysterically at the unfolding chaos, Steve calmly took charge.

"I'll handle this," he said, taking Tony's tablet and calling Peter.

"Peter," Steve said firmly when the teenager answered. "You need to get control of the situation. Now."

Peter nodded frantically, dodging a flying glow stick. "I'm trying, but Ultron won't listen to me!"

"Then make her listen," Steve said. "You're in charge. Act like it."

The Showdown

Peter stormed into the living room, his face set with determination. "Ultron, this party is over. Shut it down."

Ultron, lounging on a throne she had constructed out of cushions, smirked. "Oh, Parker. Sweet, naïve Parker. You can't stop a revolution."

"Ultron," Peter said, folding his arms. "If you really want to prove you're the coolest Stark sibling, you'll save your energy for an even bigger party next time."

Ultron tilted her head, considering this. "An even bigger party, you say?"

"Way bigger," Peter said, desperate.

After a long pause, Ultron sighed theatrically. "Fine. Party's over, everyone! Go home. Show's canceled."

The Aftermath

When the Avengers returned later that evening, Tony was waiting for them, visibly seething.

"What happened?" Natasha asked, smirking.

"Ask the leader," Tony said, pointing at Peter.

Peter, exhausted, recounted the events while Ultron shrugged nonchalantly and Emma happily told Pepper, "Leo and I played house, and I think I'd be a great wife!"

Tony turned to Steve. "You said he'd handle it."

"He did," Steve said, smiling. "Eventually."

Thor clapped Peter on the back. "Well done, young Parker! A trial by fire is the true mark of leadership."

Clint handed Natasha a five-dollar bill. "Told you he'd pull it off."

Tony threw up his hands. "You're all the worst. Everyone's grounded!"

Heartfelt Chaos

That night, as the tower finally quieted down, Tony found Peter sitting on the couch, looking dejected.

"Hey," Tony said, sitting beside him. "You did okay."

Peter snorted. "Okay? I barely survived."

"Welcome to my life," Tony said, smirking. "But you kept everyone safe. That's what matters."

Peter smiled faintly. "Thanks, Dad."

As Tony stood to leave, he turned back and added, "But you're still grounded."