The camera zoomed uncomfortably close to Tony's face, who, still not noticing, rubbed his nose and sniffed. The camera shook as Peter giggled quietly. Tony glanced up and his eyes met the camera, right as he coughed slightly and cleared his throat. The camera jolted and the clip finished just as they heard Peter say "sh*t-" and leave the couch. 

Another video started, after the next, and Peter waved at the camera, sitting on his bed. "Hi guys, welcome to my YouTube channel, since I'm trapped inside I have decided to do a documentary- on what, you ask? The avengers!" 

There was another clip, this time of Thor as he ate some spaghetti at the end of the empty dining table, the camera yet again zoomed in so it was just of his face, mjilnor just visible beside him. 

"Mr Thor sir?" Peter's voice asked in the background, sounding star struck. 

Thor glanced up and smiled, some spaghetti dripping from his mouth and staining his beard. "Yes, son of Stark?" 

Peter spluttered slightly, but spoke quickly. 

"What's your favourite colour?" 

Thor frowned, thinking, shoveling more spaghetti into his mouth. "Red," he said eventually. 

The next video was of Peter again, rushing through a darkened hallway. "There you have it guys, his favourite colour is red-" he tripped slightly, but regained his balance, continuing to walk, the thing he tripped on revealed to be Bucky a few moments later as the hallway floor came into frame. "- Ned you owe me fifty bucks I swear-"

It was back to Peter on his bed, the footage actually good quality. 

"You might be wondering why I'm doing a documentary on the Avengers. Well, for one, I am bored as hell, and also, there's some things you don't know about the avengers." He shifted uncomfortably, then leant close to the camera. "Horrible things," he added. "Like- Tony doesn't like pineapple on pizza," he shuddered, leaning back into the bed again. 

It was Tony again, in the kitchen, Steve and Bucky clearly visible in the background kissing. 

"Why don't you like pineapple on pizza?" 

"It's an abomination, end of story." 

Peter's hand became visible in the frame, taking some pineapple from the tin and dropping it onto the pizza. 

Tony made an inhuman shrieking noise and the camera jolted backwards as Peter laughed, Tony going to mock attack him before smiling, turning back to the pizza and gently plucking them off. 

"Turn that off kid, your pizza is almost ready." 

Peter switched it off, right as an apple flew out of nowhere and hit Steve in the head, causing the pair to break apart, frowning. 

Peter was sitting on his bed again. "Another thing you should know, Sam does not hold back when criticising movies. At all."

The next clip was dark, Sam's face illuminated only by the brightness of the tv. He evidently didn't realise Peter was filming him, frowning at the tv. 

"Get on with the plot already!" He yelled, throwing a piece of popcorn at the tv. Everyone else shushed him, but Peter let out a giggle and Sam glanced at him, rolling his eyes when he noticed the camera. "Turn that off," 

The next clip was the same day, the same movie. Sam threw his hands in the air in annoyance. "C'mon! C'mon! Just tell him Jesus Christ." 

"Shhh!" Everyone hissed, simultaneously. 

"What? She's being an idiot Geez-"

"Sam!" 

The next clip was evidently towards the end of the movie. 

"Why'd they kill him off? What are they doing? What the f*ck?" 

"Language." 

"No, no I mean it-"

"Sam shut up!" Someone yelled, obviously crying. Tissues were being handed around. Peter sniffed from behind the camera. 

The last video was when the movie was over, the lights on and everyone still sniffing, Sam frustratedly taking bowls up to the kitchen. 

"That was a terrible movie, who chose that?" 

"Peter." Several people said at once. 

"Horrible. Terrible. I'm never watching that again. What was your thought process Peter?" 

It was back to Peter sitting on the bed again. 

"But, the avengers also have really good qualities that you don't really see. They're kind, thoughtful, fun... here's some fun videos of that." 

The first was of Natasha, in her exercise-wear, her red hair braided back. She smiled kindly at Peter as he approached her, stretching. 

"What are you doing капуста?" 

Peter's voice came out slightly muffled. "Documentary on the avengers," 

"Are you going to video our workout?" 

"Yeah," 

"Okay. But are you prepared for the internet to see you fall?" 

"What-"

Within seconds she had tripped him and he lay on the ground, groaning, the camera showing only the high gym ceiling, before Natasha's face came into view, her eyes smiling as she bit away a smile on her lips, folding her arms. 

"Ooh I deserved that. I deserved that-"

Natasha laughed and extended a hand, which he took, and the clip ended there. 

The next video was shaky as ever, slightly dark as Peter giggled, following Wanda and Vision holding buckets of paint. 

"We're gonna paint the walls, shhh, I'm not actually sure if we're allowed to do this-" 

The next footage was evidently from the security camera in the room, where Peter, Wanda and Vision were painting random things on the big white wall, Peter quite obviously painting Ironman while Wanda and Vision swayed side to side, Wanda guiding Vision's hand to help paint whatever it was- it looked like a mass of green, at the moment. 

Tony came into the room, froze, rubbed his face, swore, and left the room again. 

The next footage was Steve telling them off, all three of them absolutely covered in paint, the sheet on the floor covered in paint, the wall completely painted with a flowery field and Ironman. They seemed to have had a paint fight, by the looks of things, each looking sheepishly down at the floor. 

Then it was Peter, zooming in on some spilled tea on the floor. "Dammit." 

"Go get a towel," Bruce said from out of the frame. 

"Towel, towel, towel, towel..." Peter muttered under his breath, hurrying through the hallways towards a cupboard, which he opened, revealing Bucky and Steve kissing. 

"Ahhhh!" Peter screamed loudly, causing them to break apart, blushing. "Social distancing!" He grabbed the towel and hurried away again, muttering "towel, towel, towel, towel," under his breath again as he entered the kitchen once more, only to find Wanda and Vision kissing. 

"For Christ's sake Jesus Christ, Loki's balls... does nobody get the concept of social distancing in this tower? Jesus. This is why Mj said we're gonna have a baby boom at the end of this...." he dropped the towel on the spill, and the clip ended. 

The camera was focused on Peter's mirror again, where Peter just started screaming loudly, stopping seconds later when a knock sounded on the door. The camera moved to his feet, and the audience could hear Steve's soft concerned voice. 

"Peter, are you okay? Do you need to talk?" 

"No I'm okay Uncle Steve-"

"I just heard you scream at the mirror Pete-"

"It's okay, no one in my generation has a will to live-"

The was a pause; "Peter what the hell. I'm gonna go get Sam-"

"No Uncle Steve-"

The clip ended. 

Then it was Tony's face again, except... it was a puzzle box. 

"Sooo we're having a competition of who can make their section the fastest. Jokes on them, I have ADHD and imma hyper focus on this thing-"

It jumped to Peter, crying, Wanda comforting him. "I- I just c-can't focus on it!" 

"It's okay Peter, it doesn't have to be a competition, just do your best, okay?" 

Peter sniffed. "Okay," 

There was a time-lapse, Wanda, Natasha, Sam and Steve being the most productive, Peter getting a little bit done but mainly just talking and walking around. The puzzle was covering almost the entire floor, growing with every passing second until the door opened and May screamed loudly, jolting backwards. 

"What are you doing!?" She yelled, looking at the group, all of which frozen. 

"We're doing a puzzle, Aunt May, what does it look like we're doing?" 

"Peter! Did Tony give you permission to do this?" 

"...no." 

Then they were all piled into the lab, shuffling their feet as they apologised to Tony, who looked thoroughly confused, not quite sure what they were apologising for and just nodding along. 

That was, until he came into the main room for dinner and froze at the sight of his own face staring back at him, covering the entirety of the floor. 

"What the f*ck,"

Peter was in the lab again, with Tony and Bruce, cackling away like a madman, the footage this time from the security camera in the corner. 

"Are you ready?" Tony asked, ruffling Peter's hair as Peter poured a chemical substance into a beaker. 

"Yep," 

Bruce backed away, as did Tony, and Peter poured the substance into another beaker before turning and backing away quickly. 

There was a beat, where nothing happened, then the room plunged into complete darkness, the only thing heard Peter's excited cackling. 

"Guys," Peter's face was hardly visible in the darkness of his bedroom. "I managed to get Spiderman to agree to be in my documentary. He said he would donate some footage of his patrol." Peter paused, sitting down on something in his bedroom. "Also, Flash, your theory is wrong. I am not dating Spiderman, I don't really get where you got that idea-" he laughed nervously, and suddenly the viewers were watching from the camera in Spiderman's mask. 

"Wassup people!" Spiderman's slightly off sounding voice said. "Today is the day before Easter, so I'm doin' my part to uh, bring joy to the children, per say. I've got my ears-"

He turned his head to face a skyscraper, waving, his reflection showing a pair of cheap white Easter bunny ears duct taped to his head. 

"And I've got my eggs-" He twisted slightly, showing off an old backpack, stuffed full of Easter eggs. 

"Anyway- OOF." The skyscraper disappeared and there was a thud, the camera jostling before showing a group of people inside, eyes wide as they stared at him. A squeak, and the camera slid downwards, before cutting rather suddenly to Spiderman swinging again. 

"I'm okay," he said breathily. "Let's just get to the apartments." 

There was footage of a little girl, smiling toothily as Spiderman handed her a handful of Easter eggs, her parents in the background filming. 

There was footage of a little boy and his brother, the younger of the two wearing a Spiderman onesie as Spiderman dropped a couple of Easter eggs into his Easter basket. 

"Hey! We match!" Spiderman exclaimed, giving him a high five and allowing the boys mum to take a picture. 

There was footage of Ned Leeds, known as Peter Parker's best friend and frequent guest to his YouTube videos, looking rather star struck as Spiderman handed him a large egg. 

"Peter says hi!" Spiderman called as he leapt away, Ned's waving just visible before he disappeared from sight. 

There was footage of Peter sliding open a window of a hospital, dropping some eggs onto the windowsill, much to the glee of the young girl with no hair, who had been colouring in. Spiderman sprayed them with disinfectant before leaving. 

Then it was the sunset, crawling down along the horizon, gold, red, orange, pink, blue and purple, stars already twinkling far above. 

"I'd say that was a successful patrol. I might have a look for some bad guys before heading in, but there's been a decrease in crime recently so there shouldn't be much, though I heard that the longer this goes on the more crime will begin popping up." 

"Hey! Get back inside!" Someone yelled from far below, and Spiderman looked down from the bridge he sat on the top of at a policewoman, squinting up at him. 

"Sorry Amy!" He seemed to recognise her. She rolled her eyes as he dropped down nearby, pursing her lips. "Jake will be so excited I saw you," she muttered to herself, walking back to her car.

The clip ended there, and it was back to Peter, sitting on his bed. 

"Well I hope you enjoyed this documentary, if you can call it that. The Avengers are so great. Visit the Stark Industries website if you want to order some hand sanitiser or face masks, but please remember that hospitals and medical staff will be our top priority. Tomorrow will be a day in the life video so stay tuned or press that subscribe button, again, Flash, I am not dating Spiderman," he went slightly red and cleared his throat. "Also, Mrs Paser, if you're watching this, please stop giving us extra homework. Please. I am on the verge of death here." 

It faded to black, but another short video popped up quickly afterwards from Spiderman's camera again, being beaten away by an old lady with a broom as he perched on her apartment veranda. 

"I'm just leaving Easter eggs!" 

"Get away from me you bastard, I don't want this coronavirus sh*t!" 

"Okay! Okay! I'm sorry, I'm- ow f*ck-"

A/N Hope you enjoyed this! Had a bit of writers block for a few days so that's why this took a little while. 

Hope you're all safe and taking care of yourselves and those around you, especially with all this bad news and the uncertainty of everything. I can't say I have any advice for these times, because if I'm being honest I haven't been affected all that much from the pandemic, social wise. Like, being at home has made literally no difference, my only problems come from stressing about productivity at home, my assignments and what's going to happen about my exams this semester. 

Anyways, happy Easter, happy reading, have a nice day. 

Here are some youtube videos I enjoy if anyone's bored: