(^^Bengali?? Is that right?? If anyone has any language suggestions, comment here pls).

Peter was ready to burst with excitement. All anyone had talked about the last few weeks was Tony Stark's and Pepper Potts wedding. The date was more well known than royal weddings or the frickin' presidential election, who was invited, of course, along with many different royals. The arachnid had to keep all the details a secret which killed him - it was surprisingly hard not to tell everyone who brought it up, despite keep the biggest secret in New York. No bragging to Flash allowed, unfortunately. Tony did give him permission to take the three people he knew–his aunt, Ned and MJ.

With the wedding just two days away, he could finally tell his friends. Ned's face was going to be hilarious. Maybe he would even get a reaction out of MJ.

...but first he had to find the motivation to get out of bed.

"Peter!" His aunt groaned from the kitchen. "Could you turn your alarm off? You only have a few minutes before you need to be out the door!"

Apparently having superhero nephews who stayed up until four in the morning were difficult to keep. Regardless, Peter rolled out of bed, grunting when he hit the ground. After five more minutes of laying on the ground he finally pushed himself up and slowly got dressed, tossing papers and books into his backpack without paying much attention. He dragged into the kitchen like a zombie, May's back to him. She bummed as she pushed some bacon around.

"Pete..." she laughed as she looked at him. "Your shirt's inside out."

"Eh," he shrugged, pulling the rest of his school sweatshirt on over it. "You can't see it right?"

"You're going to be hot if you wear that all day," she pointed out, leaving the bacon to dump his lunch into a paper bag and hand it to him. She had drawn a little heart on it, which made him smile.

"I'll be fine," he promised, stealing a piece of meat from to plate and crunching on it. "Thanks Aunt May, I love you."

"Love you too," she replied, yawning a bit and rubbing her eyes. "See you after you get back."

He nodded and opened the window. May scowled, but he pretended to not remember when she told him to use the door instead the other day. He was Spider-Man, it was totally fine. He landed on the fire escape and climbed down to where the bus was waiting, just a block away.

Ned was sitting in the back, having a one sided conversation with MJ, who grunted in acknowledgement every once in a while. It was hard focusing on reading with him blabbing in her ear, but for some reason, she allowed it. She glanced up when Peter joined them on the bus, giving him a half oh-you're-still-alive? look and half please-kill-me look.

"Hey, hey, hey, guys, guess what?" Peter plopped down in the seat in front of them, twisting around as the bus doors closed.

"Huh?" Ned's head snapped to him. MJ gave Peter the most relieved look.

He smirked and reached into his mess of a backpack, pulling out two cream colored cards with lacy writing and intricate design. The both took them carefully, reading the front quickly.

"Oh my god!" Ned gasped. "How did you get these? Wait–don't answer that. This is amazing! Dude, thanks."

MJ just stared at it before mumbling, "Holy shit."

"Well of course I'm going to invite my best friends," Peter rolled his eyes as Ned bounced up and down like a three year old. He had definitely not done the same thing. Nope not even close. He would never embarrass himself like that. Heh.

Tony had said he couldn't bring them back to the compound while the team prepared and all that fancy stuff, so Happy picked him up alone. That was fine with Peter, since it gave him the chance to finish his long awaited library book, We Are Not Yet Equal, by Carol Anderson. He would strongly recommend it to anyone who likes to read and cares about the world. He was nearly finished by the time they reached the facility two hours later.

It was a mess of agents and employees rushing around the grounds, pruning bushes, planting flowers, taking measurements, making plans, etc. Tony had convinced Pepper that a marriage at the compound would show their trust in the governments and their confidence in their defenses. After the Civil War fiasco, he had had a lot of paper work and took every opportunity to improve people's trust.

Plus it was really beautiful and the perfect grounds, yard, auditorium and pretty much everything you need for a wedding.

Tony was looking exasperated as a designer talks to him about the technicalities of the decorations Pepper had chosen. The man kept stuttering and, as far as Tony cared, all the information he spat out was useless. Peter could see the relief clear on his face when the arachnid stepped out of the car.

"Oh, sorry...er, Carl, that's my cue. Hey kid!" He shouted over the man's rambling and strutted over. Peter grinned back.

"Hi, Mr. Stark. How're the wedding preparations going?" He asked as he watched chaos.

Tony shrugged. "As well as they could be. For now, you worry about what color tie you're going to wear because I'm the only one allowed to match Pep's dress."

"I thought it was going to be white?" Peter rolled his eyes as the billionaire led him inside the building.

"Well, yeah," his mentor gave him the 'duh' look. "Obviously I'm going to be wearing a white tie."

"But...won't it blend into your shirt?"

"No, I'm wearing a red shirt, kid. Why do you think all the guys have red and gold ties?"

Peter took a deep breath to hold in his laughter. "You're having an Iron Man themed wedding?"

"No, Pep wouldn't let me," he chuckled. "So I'm doing it subtly. So, red or gold, kiddo?"

They walked up the stairs into the main Avengers living quarters. It was empty of anyone, which startled the teen. Everyone was there. And by everyone, he meant pretty much every available hero. The Guardians of the Galaxy, The Wakandans, The Fantastic Four, some X-Men, a few Asgardians...he was pretty sure even the Defenders made it. It had been crowded all week, Tony had told him. He was just hyped to see them all again.

"Where is everyone?" He voiced. Tony puffed out a breath of disbelief.

"Well, all the girls dresses came earlier, so I'm sure they're all still trying everything on. There was a lot of screeching–" Tony groaned, rubbing his ear. "I think one of those X-Men girls made me deaf in one ear."

Peter chuckled. "Probably Kitty. She tends to do that."

"I don't know how Professor what's-his-face has stayed sane all these years," Tony shrugged.

Probably because Professor Xavier's like the most powerful mental mutant ever, Peter thought.

"Oh yeah!" Tony suddenly started to glower. "Even your buddy Wade made it. Even though he wasn't invited. In fact, he was encouraged to stay away...but whatever. And.....damnit what's his name...why are there so many super-people these days? Breckston. Brock. Brooks? Kid, you know who I'm talking about, right?"

"Uhhh," he scratched his head. "You mean Eddie? Cool, you invited him too?"

"No. Apparently, he's here 'reporting,'" Tony rolled his eyes.

"In...the Avengers guest rooms?"

"Yep," he laughed.

Peter massaged his head. "That came out weird."

The billionaire put an arm around his shoulder, messing with his hair. "It's fine kiddo. Now let's go make sure the guys haven't destroyed anything yet."

They walked into a bunch of yelling, shouting, cursing and complaining. Logan Howlette aka Wolverine, had his claws to Clint's throat, T'Challa leaned against the wall, chatting with the massive form of the Thing aka Ben Grimm of the Fantastic Four. Reed Richards, Mr. Fantastic, was nerding out with Dr. Banner while Thor, Luke Cage and Drax had arm wrestling contests. Rhodes was destroying Star Lord in Mario Cart and Scott Summers aka Cyclops of the X-Men chuckled at something Steve said. There was a mess of male heroes and Peter couldn't quite spot everyone. Thankfully, Deadpool was nowhere to be found. Eddie seemed to be interviewing Rocket Raccoon, Groot, and Charles Xavier, who sat in his wheelchair.

"Pete! What took you?" Johnny Storm clapped a hand on the arachnid's shoulder.

"Yo, what's up?" Peter grinned and they clapped their hands together before fist bumping. The Torch was an old friend of his. They had briefly gone to the same high school without knowing and had bonded over their powers.

"Why does this game suck so much?" Matt Murdock complained, in civilian mode, nearly unrecognizable, trying to use a wii remote, but only crashing his car over and over.

Daniel Rand, the Iron Fist, looked at him in disbelief. "It's a TV? You're blind? Uhhh...?"

Peter took a deep breath. "Wow, there's a lot of people in here."

"Pfft, yeah," Pietro suddenly appeared to his left. The arachnid jumped on the ceiling in surprise.

"Jesus, warn a guy?" the teen told him sternly from above him.

"I've been telling him that for two years," Sam pointed out from his spot on the overly crowded couch across the room. "No luck."

Hoots broke out at the back table as Drax challenged Bucky to an arm wrestle. Vision watched them, intrigued. When Scott Lang started placing bets, Tony couldn't stop himself from groaning. "They're going to break my table! Again!"

Loki appeared through the wall next to Colossus and Bobby, the Iceman, both from the X, pushing his sunglasses higher on his nose and flashing a smile. "I brought more drink!"

He held up like ten goblets of beer and the room cheered. Tony looked like he was about to have a seizure. "Damnit, my weddings in two days and they're all going to get drunk and destroy the place! No more drink! Jesus Christ!"

"Hello!" Peter shouted, trying to catch their attention, even waving his arms around with no luck.

"Listen up!" Steve shouted in a loud, authoritative voice over the commotion when he saw Tony's red face. Everyone immediately shut up and looked at him, all of them used to taking orders while in various battles and knew when to be quiet.

"Thanks," Tony snapped. "Sorry gotta disband this little...thing until tomorrow, during the Batchelor party."

"Apologies, Mr. Stark," Professor X nodded respectfully. "Why don't we all go back to our floors to wait for the girls?"

"Floors?" Eddie stepped forward, scribbling something in a small notebook. "You have floors for each superhero team?"

"Of course I do," Tony snorted. "Some people need different things. It's normal."

"The X-Men floor has all kinds of rooms for different abilities!" Peter pipped up. "And The Guardians have their own landing port! And the Defenders have easy access in case they need to spend the night. And–"

"Okay, Pete, that's enough," Tony put a hand up, quickly silencing him when he noticed Eddie writing furiously on his notepad. "Good idea, Charles, why doesn't everyone do that?"

They all grumbled and slowly filed out. The elevator scanned their faces and FRIDAY took each group up to their designated floor. Venom got stuck with the Defenders, since they had extra space, but Peter was pretty sure that was a fight waiting to happen. Hopefully, with the wedding and all, they would hold out for a while.

Peter glanced up at Tony. "You sure invited a lot of powerful people."

"Yeah," Clint huffed, rubbing his throat. "All I did was beat him in Mario Cart..."

"Didn't you hit his car over the track like a million times?" Sam pointed out.

"On accident!"

Scott rolled his eyes. "Yeah, sure, that's why you laughed every time."

"Let's just get to bed you guys," Tony sighed. "The suit fitting is going to have to wait until tomorrow with the girls hogging the dressing room."

"Okay, Mr. Stark," Peter yawned, already walking out. Everyone followed down to the Hall of Avengers as Scott had dubbed it since all of their rooms were down there. The guys all disappeared into their own suites except for Tony, who stopped by Peter's.

"Hey, kid, I know the next few days are going to be overwhelming..." he sighed, leaning on the frame. "But, just bear with me okay?"

"Of course," the teen promised, scrunching his eyebrows together. He just now noticed the thin bead of sweat making its way down Tony's face. Plus the quick flickers of his eyes and the fiddling with his hands. Wow...he was really nervous. Peter had almost forgotten how anxious the billionaire was underneath his public mask. The thought of marrying Pepper must be making him super nervous.

"Hey, Mr. Stark, I'm really happy for you," he encouraged. "You and Ms. Potts were made for each other. She loves you a lot."

Tony smiled at him thankfully. "I know, Pete. I just don't deserve an amazing woman like her...but don't worry. That's not going to stop me from saying I do."

He winked at the teen before softly closing the door. Peter sighed and flopped on his bed, listening to the feet above him and muffled chatter. He sighed in happiness.

"Awesome."

Then his phone hummed. He glanced over to see Shuri's caller ID above a text. He jumped back up and quickly unlocked it, wondering what was so frantic that she couldn't walk down the stairs and tell him. Well, he supposed she was trapped in a room of enthusiastic women trying on outfits.

He quickly opened the chat and read:

EMERGENCY.

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I don't care if you read it all, it won't affect the story, just if you want to know who the heck I'm talking about.

Okay, I know the description of the room was a little confusing, so here's every hero who's going to the wedding:

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Obviously the Avengers and Guardians, who you all know. Plus T'Challa, Shuri, Ramonda, his mom, Nakia, his girlfriend and Okeye, the general also Dr. Strange. If you don't know who Deadpool is, leave.

Eddie Brock - Venom (healing, super strength, stretchy, and like a million others)
Wade Wilson - Deadpool (insane healing. That's it. Well, plus military training. He's still freakishly awesome)

X-Men:
Logan Howlette - Wolverine (claws, healing, senses, reflexes)
Scott Summers - Cyclops (energy beam from eyes)
Hank McCoy - Beast (transform into blue beast at will)
Charles Xavier - Professor X (telepathy)
Piotr Rasputin - Colossus (metal skin)
Bobby Drake - Iceman (ice powers)
Ororo Munroe - Storm (weather)
Kitty Pryde - (phasing)
Emma Frost - (telepath, turn skin diamond)
Jean Grey - (telepath and telekinesis)
Anna Marie - Rogue (steal powers temporarily)

Fantastic Four:
The Thing - Ben Grimm (made of rock)
Mr. Fantastic - Reed Richards (stretchy)
The Invisible Woman - Sue Storm (turn invisible, force fields)
The Human Torch - Johnny Storm (fire, flight)

The Legendary Defenders:
Jessica Jones - (small super strength, senses)
Luke Cage - (lotsa super strength, invulnerable)
Danny Rand - Iron Fist (martial arts, chi fist)
Matt Murdock - Daredevil (really enhanced senses, blind, martial arts)

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Okay, brief summary, in case anyone cares. Sorry that was hella long. Oof. Hope you enjoyed anyways!

- Wanda