Peter showed Aunt May the wonders of tumblr and Pinterest. It was convenient that he was pulled away when he was, only because it meant that now that he was here and getting ready to fight some giant metal Nazis (or whatever they were), he could at least know that she was distracted. He stood there with what looked like a young Tony Stark, an older Gwen and Doug, and some other guy.
"Bruce?" Peter questioned and looked to Gwen and Doug, "I don't know what's going on, but hey. Funny seeing you two in a place like this. So, let's go make some...robots or whatever to save the world from a robot Hilter regime." There wasn't much else he could think of, but when he looked at what they had to work with, his mouth formed a grim line.