A/N: this is going to be a wierd chapter. It will have Tom Holland's Spiderman in it, a long with Andrew Garfield's. You can picture them however you want, just wanted to give you a heads up. Also if you have any idea, let me know. Coolz. Now read this wierd story.

Shuri smiled to herself as she finished typing in the codes. Peter was coming over, and she had crazy plans. He had been to Wakanda before, and they had tons of fun, but today was serious. Peter was bringing over his part of the project, while she finished up her's. She finished typing in the code, and dusted off her hands though they weren't dirty. She walked around her lab. She didn't feel like working on any of her miscellaneous projects she had scattered about her tables, and had no idea on what she could do. Peter wouldn't be over for another hour, so she wandered around amlesly.

She picked up a can of spray paint and walked up the spiral staircase that was in the middle of her lab. She shook the canister, smiling as she found an empty area. She sprayed down one line. Followed by another. Soon she had finished. She wasn't sure what it was, but she knew Peter would see something in it. As if he was waiting for the right time, she heard the opening of her lab door.

"THIS B*TCH EMPTY!" A male voice yelled upon not seeing Shuri.

"YEET!" She yelled, chucking her now empty can of spray paint across the lab. It hit a glass window with a bang. The owner of this voice then began his decent into Shuri's lab. When Shuri saw Peter she smiled widely.

Peter put down a box he was holding, and walked over to his meme Lord friend. They shook hands, did the wakanda forever arm cross against their chests with closed fists. They then opened their fists into the Spiderman hand and pretended to shoot one another. Tony Stark and Okoye who had followed the boss and intern into her lab walked down. Shuri was anxious to finish their project, but they couldn't with other people in the room. So she waited patiently with Peter to her right as the genuis, billionaire, Playboy, philanthropist walked around her lab with a highly trained gaurd following. About twenty minutes passed before Tony left. Okoye, however, stayed at the entrance.

"Okoye please can we work on this alone. It needs to be a surprise!"

"Your brother has required me to stay here so you don't put yourself into danger, Princess."

"Ya princess," Peter called from a work bench as he worked on an invisibility plate.

"You two bicker more than you and your brother ever did," Okoye spoke out loud for both teens too hear, "It will drive me insane."

Peter turned around to smile at Shuri, and Shuri returned it with a grin. They then commenced to reference vines for a solid forty minutes. Okoye, a highly trained royal gaurd, accepted defeat and left the entryway to the lab.

The two did not celebrate like one may have imagined. Instead, the lights dimmed to leave spotlights on Shuri's contraption, where the princess stood, and Peter. Peter went and opened the cardboard box he had brought into the room and set it down on a table. A light went onto the table. Shuri had reached her friend at this point, her serious face on. His face matched as he opened the box to reveal a laptop, with long sheets of core dancing along the screen, and two small boxes. The princess nodded and took the laptop from the box carefully, and placed it next to her contraption.

Peter admired the glass circle with two metal seats in it for only a few seconds before placing the two smaller boxes on either side of the ball. He had no doubt that vibranium laced the inside and outside of the sphere in thin sheets. He plugged the cables into small holes on either side of the machine, attacking them magnetically to the orb.

Meanwhile Shuri worked on uploading his code into the machine. It took her a while, for the code was complex and abundant, and one line out of place and the entire thing is ruined. They were working on a tight schedule too, since Okoye would come back after twenty minutes.

When Peter finished he waited in the strange sphere. Shuri finished mere minutes after, and joined him in her creation. Now they finally smiled.

"Are you ready to see the future?" She asked, tapping the holographic screen that appeared infront of them.

"Anytime you are," he replied with a cheeky smile plastered on his face after his corny joke. Shuri groaned.

"Strap yourself in." Peter did this and the princess followed in suit. "You have your webs and suit right?" The secret super heroes nodded. "I have my canons. We are good." Her hands began to shake as she tapped the screen. "Here we go!"

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Peter was laughing. He got into a strange habit of laughing instead of screaming. It was something he aquired from being a super heroe. He found that when your enemies wanted to hear you screaming, it drove them insane when you laughed. So as Shuri screamed her head off as they plummeted through a tune of color, he was laughing. The bright colors were blinding. Peter wondered if the bifrost was like this, and wondered if it was always so painful. Of so, he never wanted to travel through the relms.

It soon ended though, and they were resting on top of a building. They were in New York, and it looked the same. Peter looked over at Shuri. Her tight bun was still the same, and her knuckles were white from holding onto the arm rests. Peter laughed. She looked at him with a menacing look before loosening her grip on the metal. They looked around.

Everything looked the same as regular New York. Tall buildings, lots of people. It was the same. Peter's face turned to one of confusion. He looked over at Shuri who had realized the same thing.

"Let's find a newspaper or something," Peter suggested to the duo.

"That sounds good."

So the two teens left their time machine and put on their hoodies. Peter work a Stark Industries hoodie, while Shuri wore a hoodie with a cartoon avacado with a caption saying, "It's An Avacado, Thanks."

Both put the hoods up as they walked through the city. They eventually came to a small stand that sold newspapers. It was surprisingly easy to find a stand. They paid for the 50¢ new paper and found the title right next to the words The Dayly Bugle.

"7/7/18," Peter read out loud.

"That is today! Peter," the princess's voice lowered, "if we aren't in the future, where are we?"

"I don't know, wait, Shuri, what is that?" He pointed to an image of Spiderman leaning against a wall pointing finger guns at the camera. The suit was very different from the one Peter uses. The eyes looked solid, and the suit looked stiff.

"Oh my God! Look who took the photo!" She pointed the the photographer. "Peter Parker."