Peter had just gotten out of school when he got a new message.

New group chat

Mrs Spice
Hey Redback, I thought that I might make a group chat with us and my husband, if that's ok?

Redback
That should be fine

???
What is this?
And who is Redback?

Mrs Spice
This is the kid I was telling you about

Redback
Hey Mr Spice

???
Call me Mr Mechanic kid

??? Has been changed to Mr Mechanic

Redback
Yay!
So how had your day been

Mr Mechanic
Boring
I had to go to a silly meeting.

Redback
Oof not fun
I just had school which was also boring

Mr Mechanic
Stay in school kid

Reback
I will
Just because it's boring doesn't mean that I'm quitting

Mr Mechanic
Fair enough

Mrs Spice
Mr Mechanic, you should be in a meeting

Mr Mechanic
Oh fudge
Fudge
Why can't I curse?

Redback
Sorry it's a software I made on my phone

Mr Mechanic
Aah I see
Well I have to go or else my wife will murder me

Redbak
Byeeeeeeee
Have fun

Mr Mechanic
I won't
Talk to you later kid

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Tony sighed and walked into the meeting, plopping himself down on a chair and starting at Fury with a bored expression

"Wow, Tones doesn't look like he's only awake on coffee. How many cups have you had?" Nat smirked at her friend.

"One. I actually managed to get a solid ten hours last night."

No one talked. That was a new record.

"Ok, enough talking. We need to focus." Fury opened up a hologram of a figure in blue and red spandex. "This is Spider-Man. No one knows who he is. We need your help to track him down and bring him in. We believe that he is dangerous, so we need to ensure that no harm comes to civilians."

"Why don't you just get your agents to find him?"

"We tried. He's too quick. It's almost as though he knows that we're there. So I need you guys to bring him in for questioning."

"Deal."

Fury nodded his approval and left, leaving Clint to start spinning around on his chair.

"Who's gonna go first?"

"I'll go with Steve. We'll talk to him, but if he refuses, then we'll use some force." Nat looked at her team. "I don't know what his motives are, so we have to be on our guard. If this doesn't work, then we'll send Tony out with Clint- stop spinning- and Sam. If that doesn't work-" she sighed- "we'll all go,  Wanda and Pietro included. I doubt we'll get to that stage though."

The team nodded and disbanded, Steve and Nat preparing for the night.

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Spider-Man swung through the streets of Queens, feeling the rush of the falling and swinging rhythm, never skipping a beat. He had already stopped several muggings and robberies and had come out without a scratch. A new record for the vigilante.

He dropped onto a rooftop, swinging his legs over the edge as he nibbled on a churro. The sun was slipping down behind the horizon, sending splashes of pinks and oranges across the sky. The skyline was already beginning to light up with windows flicking on, cars switching on headlights as the afternoon faded into night.

He stuffed the last of the churro in his mouth as a soft buzz at the back of his neck pulled him from his thoughts. Pulling the mask back down over his mouth, he stood up and turned to face the Captain America walking towards him.

"Hey Cap'n. How can I help tonight?"

"We need to ask you a few questions."

Peter rolled his eyes under the mask. "I've already said it a thousand times and I'll say it again: no, I am not giving you my identity."

"Why is it so important for you?"

The vigilante began counting off his fingers. "1. Because I want to keep those I love safe, 2. I don't want the government or whatever tracking my every move and 3. I'd like to live a semi-normal life. At least, as normal as you can be when you're me," he muttered.

The Catain shrugged. "It's either you cone with us or we bring you with force."

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm no I'll choose option three. Where I go YEET!" He flipped himself off the building, scaring Steve as he free-fell towards the asphalt. At the last possible minute he shot a web, whooping as he swung up into the sky.

A shield went spinning towards him as he ran across a roof.

"Oh come on! It's a school night!" He whirled around and caught the frisbee, put it on his head like a hat and began dancing. "Who's strong and brave, here to save the American way?" He chuckles at Steve's face and threw the shield back at him. "Who vows to fight like a man for what's right day and niiiiiiiiight?"

"Ok, cut the crap kid." Steve hurled the shield at the spider again but he dodged, singing gleefully.

"Can't catch me I'm the Star Spangled man with a plan!"

"Where do you find this stuff?"

"You'd be surprised at what YouTube has up its sleeves." The vigilante lept over the soldier, webbing his hands together on the process. "And Miss Widow ma'am, you can come out of the shadows."

Nat stalked out, a small smirk on her face. "He certainly got you there, Steve."

Steve responded with a pout.

"Tell me, дерзкий паук, where did you learn to fight? You've got quite the talent, beating up the old man over here."

"Ok, I am not a cheeky spider and I taught myself."

Nat blinked. "You know Russian?"

Spider-Man nodded. "Anche italiano e spagnolo."

"Bravissimo."

"My aunt's Italian. Ok, can we rap this up now? It's my turn to make dinner tonight and I don't want to be late."

His question was answered by a Black Widow kicking him in the ribs. He didn't move, having tensed his muscles and activated his stickiness.

"Nice kick. Maybe try a little harder next time. Oh crap I take that ba-"

Natasha whipped out a dagger And flipped onto his shoulders, pinning the blade to his throat. "I don't want to hurt you, but we do need you to come with us."

"Look, I appreciate it and all, but my answer is still the same." He grabbed the blade and pulled her off, flipping her to the ground and webbing her there. "I'll see you around. до свидания!"

Steve growled as he flipped away, trying to rip the webbing

"He's a good kid, I think."

"What?"

"Well, he's making dinner for his family, and he's trying to protect them. I think he's a good guy."

"You've never been one to like someone first up." He struggled with the fluid before collapsing with a heavy sigh. "What is this stuff made of?"

"No idea." Nat watched the sky, the clouds drifting lazily across the pink and purple hues. "The sky's pretty tonight."

Steve just smiled.

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"Hey May!" Peter looked through his window and pulled off his suit, switching into something more comfy.

"Hey Pete! How was patrol?" She appeared in the doorway, shaking he long hair out. "Any more agents?"

"No, just Captain America and Black Widow." He walked out into the kitchen and started pulling out ingredients.

"What!?"

"I know! They really seem to want to know who I am." He began to dice the tomatoes.

May gave him a kiss on his forehead. "I know how much this means to you, but you have to promise me that you'll stay safe, ok?"

Peter nodded and gave her a hug.

"Any injuries tonight?"

"Nope, new record. The bullet wound is also looking better," he said as he droppednthe spaghetti into the boiling pot.

May laughed and ruffled his hair. Her nephew certainly was a handful.

"I larb you."

"Larb ya too."