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He had to fix it. He couldn't let it happen again. He couldn't let them...

Never mind. The point was he had another chance to fix this. There were 14,000,604 ways to fail, and only 1 to succeed. Not great odds, but he knew he could do it. Besides, she was counting on him.

They all were.

He had to do things exactly the same way he had done them last time, with a few exceptions obviously. He just hoped he could remember everything while still keeping the shield in his mind that Wanda had taught him up.

He might be keeping himself captive in his closet (probably not the best idea, but whatever), but if he succeeded, it would all be worth it. If his calculations were correct (and they usually were) Thanos' "children" would arrive in one week. And if he failed...

At least he would be able to see his family one last time.

-~-~-~-~-~-

Right-Hand Dork
Why is life so hard?

F-Plums
Wish I knew the answer

Captain Frisbee
Life isn't that bad!

Coffee Einstein
Says you

Deaf Dork
I agree with Frisbee

Right-Hand Dork
You're taking Cap's side?

Thanks for that

Legolas
Cap?

Coffee Einstein 
Cap?

Right-Hand Dork
It's a nickname

Like CE?

Captain Frisbee
Ah

-~-~-~-~-~-

"EVIE!!!!" Morgan jumped on her the second she walked through the doors of the compound. As Peter followed, he too got tackled by the little girl.

Peter laughed and squeezed Morgan tight, attempting not to cry. "Your leg all better?" she asked him.

"All better!" he responded. She sat back and looked at him seriously.

"Why you sad?"

"I'm not," he responded quickly.

Too quickly.

Evie helped him up and gave him a searching look. Something was... off about her twin, though she couldn't pin exactly what. It looked as if he had somehow become... what? Burdened? Overwhelmed? Older, even? He looked as if he was carrying the weight of the world on his shoulders. Evie knew he took his role as Spider-Man seriously, but this seemed a bit dramatic.

"Are you sure you're good?" she asked him. He nodded, his normal carefree smile back on his face. She gave him a skeptical look, but let it go.

"So, I've been wondering... do the people on the chat seem familiar to you?"

Peter hesitated. "A little, yeah."

She laughed. "Wouldn't it be crazy if we knew them in real life?" He laughed too, though it seemed a bit forced. "Totally."

Peter wanted to hit himself. That wasn't what he had said last time! He shook his head. He would have to be more careful.

-~-~-~-~-~-

Queen of All Dorks
Ned what the hills are you doing?

Darth Dork
Losing braincells

Coffee Einstein
What?

Darth Dork

https://youtu.be/zGGA74Ie0aQ

F-Plums
...

Why

Darth Dork
I was bored

Captain Frisbee
Ok then

Fighting Spider
I just lost two braincells

Coffee Einstein
Hey guys watch this video

https://youtu.be/N8fmejB483I

Right-Hand dork
That looks so cool!

Captain Frisbee
What the heck just happened

Fighting spider
ARE YOU KIDDING ME

Queen of All Dorks
-_-

Darth Dork
Really bro

Legolas
We just got Rickrolled.

Deaf Dork
NOOOOOOOO

-~-~-~-~-~-

Evie stood in Peter's doorway as she watched him sleep (but not creepily). Something was DEFINITELY off about him. He seemed skittish, almost, and kept wincing every time he said something. It was like this wasn't actually her twin.

And yet... somehow she knew he was. He may be acting different, but he was still Peter.

"I don't feel so good." Tony turned around "No, kid, no..."

"I'm not ready to go." Evie stumbled forward. "Evie please! Don't leave me!" Peter sobbed, holding her.

"I'm sorry..." She turned into dust and blew away.

"Peter? Peter!" the boy jerked awake to see his twin shaking him. "You were having a panic attack."

Peter nodded and shuddered. It had seemed so real. "Are you ok?" Evie asked, giving him a concerned look.

"Yeah," he responded, pushing it out of his mind.

"I'm fine."

-~-~-~-~-~-

The Twin
I'm worried about Peter

The Guy In The Chair
Me too.

He hasn't been acting like himself

The Bad**s Friend
He hasn't worn any bad pun math t-shirts lately

Something is definitely wrong

The Twin
He just woke up after having a panic attack, anf he hasn't asked to play Starseek once.

The Guy In The Chair
I keep thinking I hear noises or something coming from his closet but he always brushes it off and says it's nothing

Do you think he's hiding something in their?

The Bad**s Friend
*there

Or someone

The Twin
Don't get dark MJ

The Bad**s Friend
He could be!

The Twin
I mesn, I guess it'a a possibility...

The Guy In The Chair
You guys really think Peter kidnapped someone and is hiding them in the closet?

The Twin
...

No

The Bad**s Friend 
I guess not

The Guy In The Chair
Exactly.

There must be something else we don't know about...

-~-~-~-~-~-

"One final round?" Tony asked, dealing the cards. "To determine the champion?" Peter stood up and looked into the 'distance' (also known as the door leading to the kitchen). "We're in the Endgame now."

Evie bit her lip, trying not to laugh. It didn't work, and soon they were all clutching their sides with laughter. Tony laughed a bit too, yet he was... unsettled by Peter's words. 

Was the boy just playing around? 

Or did he know something more?

I have little to none comments on this chapter.
...I may or may not have become obsessed with Rickrolling people, so beware.
Have a better day than Peter!

~Morgan