This wasn't exactly how Andi planned for her evening to go.

Still down on the ground, she looked up to see Spider-Man moving to disarm one of the other guys. Meanwhile, the man that Andi had gone for initially was now scrambling across the floor to grab the gun that she had knocked out of his hand. Spider-Man had swiftly webbed the hand of the man he'd gone after to the wall, so he was unable to use his gun. By the time he turned around, however, he had a gun aimed at him.

Two of the three masked men were out of the picture, but now things became a little tricky. Andi, of course, was not aware what Spider-Man was capable of. Not completely. She knew there was webbing involved, which paid homage to his name, and he seemed pretty quick on his feet, based on the many videos she saw. She did not, however, think he had quick reflexes. It didn't cross her mind, so when she saw a gun being pointed at him, Andi knew she had to do something.

In the second that passed since Spider-Man turned to face the last man standing, Andi reached one hand out in the man's direction and focused on the gun. In a matter of moments, it flew from his hand, clattering onto the floor a few feet away from him. Thank God guns were made from some metal variant, or she might not have been able to do anything.

The distraction she caused was enough to confuse not just the man, but Spider-Man too, since he probably wasn't sure how the gun just flew out of the man's hand. Nevertheless, Spider-Man acted first, shooting some webbing at the man's hand and sticking it to the deli counter.

Andi took that opportunity to slowly stand up and see all three men now struggling to get out of webbing, and something told her that they wouldn't be able to. Not any time soon anyway, and Andi could already hear sirens in the distance.

Andi dusted off the rest of the shattered glass that had fallen on her when Spider-Man crashed through the doors. Then she moved forward, attempting to help one of the women that had fallen to the floor when the men first came in. When she did that and turned around, she came face to face with Spider-Man.

"Are you okay?" He asked her. Andi felt like the voice was a little familiar, though it was also partly muffled by the suit he had on.

"Uh, yeah," Andi nodded. "Yeah, I'm fine." She glanced toward the other three people in the store who had now stood up and were moving to the door to get out onto the streets, where two cop cars had pulled up. Someone must have heard the gunshots and alerted the authorities.

Spider-Man looked toward the door and then back to Andi. He seemed fidgety. Andi then realised that he didn't want to stick around while the cops were there.

"It's okay," she told him, before he could say anything. She was letting him know it was all fine and he didn't need to stick around. She didn't want him to get caught by the cops. Andi still wasn't sure how they'd see vigilantes, even if the Accords hadn't been ratified yet.

Spider-Man nodded after a moment and backed away. "T-take care." Only after speaking those two words did he move to leave. He simply jogged out the front door and used his webbing to get to the roof of the opposite building, and then he was gone.

Andi walked to the main entrance of the deli, joining the other victims as the police questioned them. They questioned her too, but the process went along pretty quickly since they had the perps right where they wanted them.

An ambulance arrived soon enough, but Andi didn't get there yet because as soon she was done being questioned, she turned around to see Peter jogging along the sidewalk. He came to a stop in front of her, seemingly out of breath.

"I just... saw... someone from inside the store posted a video of what happened online. Are you okay?" Peter asked, taking pauses in between, as and when he took a breath, before he reached forward and pulled Andi into a hug. It was brief though, because he quickly pulled away to scold her like she was a mischievous child. "What were you thinking, knocking the gun out of that guy's hand when there were two more of them? Something really bad could have—"

"I'm fine," she assured him. "We had a masked vigilante come to the rescue. That guy Spider-Man, from the news."

"Well, he might not always be around," Peter protested. "I mean—" He looked like he wanted to say something, but decided against it at the last minute. Andi raised an eyebrow curiously, but before she could ask, he continued, saying something else. "Please don't do things like that ever again," he asked of her, practically in a whine.

Andi gave him a small smile and nodded. "Okay," she promised. "I won't. Now can we please get out of here?"

Peter nodded, but as he was about to turn around, he spotted something and stopped. His hand reached out toward her and she froze as the tips of his fingers brushed her forehead. "You're bleeding."

Andi lifted a hand to the corner of her forehead and when she brought it back, she saw a little blood tainting her fingertips. She remembered the way some glass pieces had fallen on her when the door shattered, but she hadn't felt any sting from being cut. Must have been the adrenaline.

"Come on, the EMTs are right there," Peter placed a hand on her elbow and turned her around so they could walk toward the ambulance. In a few minutes, they'd patched up Andi's wound, which was pretty small anyway, and she was walking down the sidewalk with Peter.

In between, Andi's phone buzzed, and she pulled it out of her pocket to see Tony's picture flashing across the screen, causing her to wince. If Peter had seen the video of what happened online, then there was a good chance Tony had as well. It wasn't exactly a conversation she wanted to have right now, so she just shoved her phone back into her pocket.

"Everything okay?"

Andi looked over to Peter, who was looking down at her with an expression that she deduced was concern. "Yeah, just my... uncle, calling to check if everything's okay. I'll just face the music when I get home," she explained with a small smile, shoving her hands into the pockets of her jeans while she walked.

"Oh yeah, he pulled you out of class earlier today too, what happened?" Peter asked, recalling that moment from the morning.

Andi bit down on her lip. She hadn't actually thought of what to say, even though he'd asked her about it earlier. She thought he would have just forgotten about it by now. "Nothing major. He just needed some help at home, but it's taken care of now." Not totally a lie. She had been needed, but she also ended up causing a mess. And it was taken care of with the Accords, and not everyone agreed with it.

"This wasn't exactly how I pictured this evening to go," Peter said with a small chuckle, looking down at the pavement as they walked.

Andi returned the light laugh with one of her own. "Yeah, me neither. I was itching for one of Sal's meatball subs."

Peter kicked a rock that was in their way before looking over at her. "I... I mean, I know a place close by that has some great subs too, if... if you wanna go?"

Andi slowed her pace till she eventually stopped, only because Peter stopped as well. She figured that it was because they had to take a turn to get to the place he was talking about. The offer was tempting. Andi wanted nothing more than to be able to spend time with Peter, because every second she spent with him made her heart beat faster.

Clearly, this offer was doing much more because she began to notice grass beginning to grow around Peter's feet, her powers acting as a result of her emotions. Andi hoped he wouldn't notice, so she quickly met his gaze again.

"I would love that," she told him with a smile. Before she could say anything else, she felt her phone buzz in her back pocket, making her sigh. As much as she wanted to join him for a sub, she knew she couldn't do that right now. "But I can't." Not wanting him to think she wasn't interested, she quickly tried to add on to what she said. "It's just, my uncle's expecting me home, after what happened, and staying out late might just get me grounded forever," she explained with a small laugh. "I don't want that to happen because then I'd never get to spend time outside after school."

Peter offered her a smile as well. "Yeah, I don't want that either," he told her, lifting his hands to pull the straps of his backpack closer to his body.

"We could go tomorrow though," Andi told him, because she really did want to go. "After class."

Seemingly pleased by the idea, Peter grinned and nodded. "Yeah. Yeah, that sounds great."

"Perfect," Andi was already excited for it. She knew it wasn't a date or anything, but it was nice to hang out with Peter. And it was nice to know that he enjoyed hanging out with her too. For the moment, she wasn't going to torture herself with wondering whether it was just platonic from his end.

The sun had almost gone down completely now, and the air outside was cooler. Andi felt her phone buzz again, and she knew she ought to get back to the base, and soon.

"I should—" As she began to speak, Peter did as well, so neither of them really heard what the other had started to say. They both stopped talking at the same time too, so with a chuckle, Andi gestured for him to continue. "You go first."

"I was just saying that you looked a little cold," he explained, halfway through pulling his bag off of his shoulders so he could shrug out of his jacket and hand it over to her.

Andi's cheeks grew warm as she accepted the jacket from him and slipped into it. "Thank you," she told him, feeling rather comfortable in it. The sleeves were a little long for her, but she didn't mind. It felt nice. "I was going to say that I need to get going, before my uncle calls me for a fourth time."

Peter laughed softly and nodded. "Yeah, of course. I'll see you tomorrow in class then?"

"Tomorrow," Andi confirmed with a nod, not entirely sure how they should part ways. Was it appropriate to hug? Or maybe shake hands? No, that was too formal. What Andi ended up doing was probably worse than all those options.

With a smile on her face, she reached forward and gently nudged Peter's shoulder with her hand. "Bye."

Fortunately for her, and contrary to her beliefs, Peter didn't show any signs of thinking she was weird for doing that. Instead, he did the same to her shoulder. "Bye."

Reluctantly, Andi turned away from him and began to walk along the pavement, heading toward the bus stand. She knew she was in for a hard time once she reached the base, yet the entire way back, Andi couldn't stop smiling.