When Peter's school is taken hostage, he struggles to keep his mouth shut.

Ava had always reminded Peter of one thing. It would be even better if Peter could remember what it was.

"Guys," Peter started, looking up at his friends (it was hard to call them that - they were more like teammates). "Guys!" he said again, when he failed to grab their attention. "Guys!"

"What, Web-Head?" they growled.

"Can I - can I just go back to my friends? Please?" he asked nervously, frightened by the way their heads turned to look at him at the exact same time (which was seriously creepy - they should try to stop that). "It's just - you dragged me out of the gym - and they'll be wondering - and it's lunch in a few minutes - and I need to go to the bathroom!"

As if to prove a point, Peter clamped his legs together, as though he was trying to fight a burning sensation.

"Quit acting, Webs," Ava snorted. Peter sighed and relaxed.

"Fine. You caught me, I was faking - aw, but now I actually gotta go. This is why we don't talk about it!" he wagged his finger in their face annoyingly.

"One of us is coming with you, though," Ava ordered. She noticed he was about to speak, so she interrupted him. "Hey - you heard what Director Fury said. If you go alone and you get hurt, he'll blame us. And you."

"And you guys don't want extra training, I get it, but I hate being babied by you guys! Just because you guys have had more training, it doesn't make me the kid of the pack! Please - let me do this alone," he pleaded, widening his eyes slightly.

"Sam's gonna go with you," Luke said, staring at Peter's eyes as though he was mesmerised. "I'm really sorry, Pete, really."

Peter hung his head, defeated. "Fine. Fine."

Sam smirked. "Come on, Parker, hurry up! I don't wanna spend all day waiting for you to learn to walk."

"I'm coming..." Peter stood up from his seat, following Sam with a glum face.

Luke had a bad feeling. He voiced his thoughts aloud, and Ava agreed with him.

"I think something's gonna go wrong, guys."

"Yeah, I have the same feeling... Do you think -?"

Then there was the usual chatting of students as they entered the lunch hall, and the three superheroes were forced to stop talking, for fear of other finding out their secret.

And then there was a loud crash.

Ava, Luke and Danny turned toward the sound, Ava carefully looking at all the students to make sure they were okay and Luke panicking. Danny was being his usual self.

"Fear is all in the mind," he said, although the other two had no clue what it meant, like usual.

"Okay," Ava murmured to Luke. "All the students are fine, but did you notice that that's the Frightful Four?"

"Missing one, but yeah," Luke answered. "There's only one thing we have to do, guys."

The three exchanged nods, all saying one word.

"Peter."

— — — —

Peter exited the bathroom, Sam following closely behind him. He didn't notice the scene in front of him for some reason and continued bickering with Sam. "But come on! You can't honestly think that, Buckethead," he frowned.

"Well, I do, Webhead, so shut your mouth," Sam snickered. He lowered his voice. "Literally, you know who are here." He winked and took a step back, glaring at him again. "And just so you know, I was right."

"Hey, Parker?" Flash called out suddenly. "Why do you call each other those names? I've only ever heard Spider-Man and Nova call each other that."

Peter and Sam glanced at each other, then Peter spoke. "Because... because he likes the superhero Nova and I like Spider-Man, so we're arguing about it and calling us nicknames. Yeah. That's it."

Sam nodded sullenly. "I was still right you know, Webs," he muttered.

"Yeah, yeah, we know, but-" as Peter spoke the Frightful Four interrupted him, some of the few villains behind them looking annoyed.

"Do you kids ever shut up!" The Wizard yelled. Peter raised his eyebrows. He felt Ava mouth something in his direction, most likely to do with keeping his mouth shut, but he ignored her.

"Sure, whatever," he said, grinning. "So, who're you delightful people? Honestly, I'm really happy to be in your presence. Such an honour."

"We are the Frightful Four, and the villain behind us is Doctor Octopus," The Wizard scowled.

"More like the Thoughtless Three, I don't see four of you," Peter continued. "Where's Trapster, I wonder..."

"Spider-Man put him in jail, so we're here for payback!" Klaw shouted, pointing his sound thing towards everyone, making them clutch their ears in agony.

"Peter!" Harry shouted. "Shut up!"

"Yeah," MJ added. "Look, just because you have this 'I care about anyone but myself' thing going on does not mean you can go up against a bunch of villains!"

"Quiet, MJ," Peter said, narrowing his eyes. He turned back to the Frightful Four. "So, why're you here?"

"We have had recent revelations that Spider-Man goes to your school. Whoever he is, show yourself, or else this school is going to get it!" The Wizard yelled.

"No!" Peter yelled. Everyone turned to look at him. He flushed, then forced himself to regain his confidence. "No. Just because I'm not Spider-Man doesn't mean that I won't help people."

"Fine then. We'll just make an example out of you. Klaw, go for it," Thundra snarled. Klaw nodded and pointed his sound thing towards Peter and turned it on.

"AHHHHHHHHHH!" Peter screamed, falling to the ground and holding onto his ears for dear life. "STOP IT! STOP IT!"

Harry stared as his best friend was tortured, then moved forwards, about to try and stop them. MJ pulled him back. "No, Harry," she whispered. "There's nothing we can do for him now. We just have to sit and wait it out. If I'm losing him, I'm not losing you too."

Peter continued screaming in clear agony, shaking and writhing around. "I don't get it, he should be unconscious by now!" Klaw scowled.

Peter took a deep breath and stood up shakily when they stopped it. "Seems I'm a person of wonders," he smiled weakly, before falling to the ground again.

Harry ran over to him and helped him up. "Oh, Pete," he couldn't help but utter. "Don't do this again, you hear me? I was terrified!"

"I know, I know," Peter murmured, eyes half shut. "But you know what I'm like. And anyway... I've got a chat to finish."

Peter stood (with Harry's help) then shrugged off Harry's arm and crossed his arms. "So, that was fun, right? More fun for you then it was for me, but we can't all be winners."

"Do you ever shut up?"

"By my calculations... when there's villains around, rarely," Peter grinned.

Ava scowled and wondered over to Peter. "Webs, can't you just shut up for once?" she hissed. "They're going to get suspicious at some point."

"Ava, can't you stop calling me Webs for once?" Peter mocked quietly. "They're going to get suspicious."

He ignored her speaking again and turned to Doctor Octopus. "So, why are you here?" he asked. "You're not part of this. You're not in the Frightful Four. As well as the fact that you rarely come out of your place."

"I am interested in Spider-Man and it seems that I am the best person to discover who he is. My boss would also like to know," Doc Ock spoke.

"Seriously? Spidey has a whole search party?" Peter frowned. "Man, I wish I was invited. I'd bet that I could find him easily."

"Oh really?" Thundra sneered. "Bring it on."

"Didn't think you'd actually agree, but oh well. So, turn the lights off."

"Oh no. I'm not falling for that," The Wizard snarked. "I know what you're trying to do and I'm not falling for it!"

Peter frowned. "That's sad."

He turned to everyone else. "Okay... you know, if only Spider-Man's team he doesn't want to be a part of were here," he hinted to Ava, Danny, Luke and, ugh, Sam. They nodded and began to leave the room.

"Hey, where are you going?" The Wizard yelled, pointing at them.

"They've gone to... try and find Spider-Man!" Peter said, then took a deep breath. "And now's the time," he murmured. "For Spider-Man to finally come."

"What does that mean, Pete?" Harry asked, scared that he was going to do something reckless again. He was right.

"Hyah!" Peter yelled, jumping up and punching Thundra.

She barely flinched.

"Okay, bad idea, sorry?" he tried, shrugging his shoulders. "It's a thing I do. When villains are around. And I'm not too busy running away."

"I suppose it was more force than I thought would come from you - you're stronger than you look," Thundra said grudgingly.

"Why, thank you. It's a talent," he said, taking a mocking bow.

"Wha - Pete? You've never been strong - no offence. It's - what the hell is going on?" Harry exclaimed.

Peter grinned. "Oh, a lot, my friend. So, can we fight now, or are you just gonna keep on talking?" He directed the last question towards the villains.

Ock scowled. "Bring it on, arachnid."

That seemed to finally set in everyone's mind, especially since Peter didn't argue back.

Instead, he gave a smile.

"Thanks for not calling them insects."

Then the battle began.

It was rather easy, actually. All Peter had to do was hold them off until White Tiger, Iron Fist, Nova and Power Man came (Ava, Sam, Danny and Luke must have gone to get them, since they were missing).

Peter gave them a grateful grin before he pulled his shirt off, revealing the Spider-Man suit underneath, and he flipped onto the ceiling, his hair still obeying the laws of gravity so he looked rather silly.

He gave a cheeky gaze to everyone beneath him, before doing a resounding kick on Thundra's head, efficiently knocking her out.

Realising that the battle was over, he gave his team a sheepish look.

"Sorry? Don't kill me!"

Yeah, so that was a crappy ending. Sorry about that.

Hey, if you're reading this, spam WriteCrazyForLife with love? They've been feeling depressed lately, almost cut themselves earlier.

Chocolate solves all of lives issues, I'm telling you.

On a happier note, I'm editing Cursed Book chapters, and later on I'll be doing The Boy Who Was Saved! So you don't have to look at my terrible reading anymore! Yay!

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- RomioneAndHinny