Evie led the group to their next destination.

"Hey Evie," Abe said, "I heard your accent and I was wondering where you're from?"

"I'm Liberian."

MJ took over. "Oops my bad." She dropped to a whisper and Peter joined her. "I like your accent, where you from?"

Abe like at the three of them, confused.

"Sorry," Evie said, laughing, "I'm from Australia. I came here for the internship."

"That's cool." Abe stopped as the doors opened.

"Woah."

The room was a massive loop that lead back to the elevator doors. The middle wall was glass, displaying different exhibits from the first avenger to be called to the last. The exhibit facing the elevator was a mural of all the avengers together. The dark tinted wall on the outside morphed into different colours depending on the exhibit, along with the dark floor and roof. Hanging from the high ceiling were bits of colouread metal in groups which, if you stood under one, would form the symbol of the avenger they were handing in front of.

"Welcome to the Avengers museum."

The team split up, hunting for their favourite hero, running around the circular loop. Peter walked with his girlfriend, admiring each exhibit.

"Is that the first ironman suit?"

"I still die of laughter at Cap's original costume."

"Peter... is that...?"

The couple sped over to the new exhibit.

The nanotech metal suit was emblazoned with the dark blue spider, surrounded by the rich red and gold. A mock up of the Homecoming suit and the original onesie suit stood guard on either side.

Peter gaped. "I have my own exhibit?" He whispered.

MJ pulled him to the signs around the suit and began reading.

"Although Spider-Man's identity is unknown to the general public, he is the youngest avenger. He was first discovered six years ago, helping around Queens to prevent muggings and even stopped a bus from ramming into a wall. Tony Stark found him in an unusual way: YouTube. He was then able to discover the identity of the hero and recruited him to his team for Civil War."

"Wow." Peter couldn't believe it.

"There's another." MJ walked to the one next to the onesie and began reading.

"Spider-Man, despite having limited resources, was able to create his own web-shooters and webs. He is incredibly smart and talented, and the avengers are lucky to have him on the team. Spider-Man is easily one if the greatest avengers of all times, and when Ironman retires, the leader of the Avengers will be passed to him."

Peter watched in pride, his eyes following the patterns in the suit.

"I did it."

MJ smiled. "You did. And I'm not surprised, really."

Peter grinned. He jerked his head a little as he felt a small tingle on the back of his neck. "Watch out, Hawkeye's gonna drop in 3, 2, 1..."

Clint Barton shot out of the vents as if on cue. "Pete," he whisper shouted, "there's an all out nerf war starting soon. Everyone is a part of it unless they don't want to."

The team had come running at the noise and were now staring at the avenger whispering to Pete.

Peter looked up at them. "Who wants to be part of a nerf war with the avengers?"

Everyone cheered.

"We'll need about... nine, I think."

Clint nodded and scrambled back into the vents, returning with several nerf weapons. "Here we go. You guys are all on the red team with me. Here are your bandanas. Wear them at all times, ok? FRIDAY will let you know when it starts." Clint vanished again.

Flash blinked. "What?"

Evie smiled. "Nerf war. Ok, Peter, MJ and I will take the vents with Clint, Brad and Flash, you stay here and keep this floor clear, Ned and Betty, take the stairwell, Cindy, shoot anyone who enters the elevator and the rest of you go stalk out the other floors. If you get shot by someone on the opposite team, head up to the penthouse. FRIDAY will direct you."

Everyone dispersed and waited for the AI's cue.

"The war has begun."

Peter shoved Evie into the vents and MJ followed. "Where are we going?"

"We gotta stalk out Nat first because she will kill us all."

"Ok... where will she be?"

Peter felt the buzz on the nape of his neck. "Right... here!" He whirled suddenly, sending the foam bullet over his girlfriend's head and straight into the center of Black Widow's forehead.

"Oh come on!" Nat growled, pulling the bandana off from around her wrist. "I never get you!"

"Nor will you in the foreseeable future." Peter smirked over MJ's shoulder.

"My name is Natasha Romanoff. You killed my fun. Prepare to die... next nerf war." With that, Natasha slid gracefully out of the vents, leaving Peter frightened for his next nurf life.

"She's been watching too much Princess Bride." Clint chuckled. "Ok, le-"
A scream and a string of Russian sounded from the museum.

"Nat got caught again?"

They laughed and continued their journey, jumping out and raining war down on the opposing team. By the time it had reached 15 minutes, MJ and Peter were the only two left on their team. Evie had sacrificed herself as bait and Barton got hit when he fell out of the vents.

Brad was sulky. He had gotten shot in the first few minutes and the only hit he made was on Natasha who had already gotten out by Parker.

Stupid Parker, getting in the way of everything, as usual.

He and Flash were waiting on the couch, watching the scoreboard slowly tally to the red team.

"Dang! Hawkeye got out!" Brad watched as the name vanished.

"It's only MJ and... Spider-Man? He's here?" Flash's eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

Clint barreled out of the chute and into a very angry redhead.

"Where's Parker? I need to kill him."

"He's still in."

Brad, who was too busy sulking, hadn't heard what the Avengers had said. Flash on the other hand, had.

"What?" He looked back at the board. Still only MJ and Spider-Man. "There must be a glitch."

"What?" Brad looked at Flash. He had been hanging out around the jock when he learnt that he didn't like Peter, but lately Flash had been almost friendly towards the nerd.

It was odd, to say the least.

There was a soft buzzer as the last blue member vanished off the table. Clint cheered.

"Haha! We won!"

"Only because of Parker's stupid spider sense," Nat muttered.

Peter and MJ came our of the vents, laughing so hard that tears were starting to fall.

"And then... He... oh my gosh." Peter doubled over, slapping his leg as his partner threw her head back.

They had to stop as the entire red team encircled them in a hug.

"You did it!"

"How!?"

"I can't believe Nat got taken down by a teenager!"

"Three cheers for Peter and his girlfriend!"

The couple blushed.

"Ok, enough! We're on a field trip! Where's Evie?"

"Here!" She walked through the small crowd and dragged the pair out. "Midtown Tech, assemble!"

The decathlon team assembled, laughing at Evie's pun.

"Where are we headed to now?" Abe asked.

"Food! My favourite part! Well, one of my favourite." Evie clapped her hands and lead her group to the cafeteria like a mother duck with her ducklings. "This is the cafeteria."

Various food chains lined three walls, from Macdonalds to Sushi Hub and even Subway. There were a few odd ones that no one had seen, like San Churro and Turkish 2Go. The other wall was open with a small balcony overlooking New York.

"Everything here is free, and you can find all kinds of food. Enjoy!"

"What are the two chains over there?"

"Australian ones that I begged To- Mr Stark to install. San Churro is basically a chocolate cafe, with some savoury stuff and Turkish is a Turkish-style fast food place."

They all grabbed their food and sat down at the tables that dotted the floor. MJ, Evie, Peter and Ned sat down together, Peter trying to hide his massive meal from the rest of the team.

"Dude, this San Churro stuff is so good. Best hot chocolate I've had in a long time." MJ covered her mouth as she spoke.

Evie beamed as she continued to eat her chicken and beef snack pack.

The doors slammed open with a bang.  "WHERE IS MY BROKEN WHITE BOI!?"

The kids turned in shock at the Wakandan accent as Peter buried his face in his hands. His friends laughed.

"Shuri," he said, a Wakandan lilt entwined with his normal accent, "how many times do I have to tell you to not call me that in public?"

Shuri ran over and gave Peter a hug. "Someone's been practising! Who's been helping?"

Evie smirked. "Me and the shower. I've also been practising."

Everyone stared at her perfect replica of Shuri's accent.

"What? I like accents!"

Shuri snorted as she walked over to a Wakandan restaurant and grabbed some food. "How is my boi going?" She asked, plopping down between Evie and Peter.

"Good."

"How is your Xhosa going?" She asked in her native tounge.

"Good. I'm still mad the you made me ask you out on a date."

Shuri laughed at the memory. "You said you wanted to learn!"

"Yeah, but I didn't want to ask you out on a date! I was already dating MJ!"

The class, meanwhile, had been watching the whole interaction with confusion. Since when did Parker know Xhosa? And how did he ask Princess Shuri of Wakanda on a date?

Shuri grinned and went back to her food. She talked to her friends about how Wakanda was doing, how they finally had a Starbucks and were thinking of joining the Olympics. She was also helping the crew who was translating Hamilton into Xhosa for the non English speaking Wakandans.

"You get to help with that?"

"Yeah! I get to sing Peggy's part! Though it's really funny cause I'll sing the entire musical and the guy who's doing Lafayette's part is so stuck on Guns and Ships."

"But once you get into the rhythm of it it's easy, right?"

Shuri shrugged. "I end up singing with him when we practise."

Evie smirked. "How does a ragtag volunteer army in need of a shower, somehow defeat a global super power?
How to we emerge victorious from the quagmire battlefield waving Betsy Ross's flag higher?
Yo, turns out we have a secret weapon, an immigrant who's not afraid to step in
He's constantly confusing, confounding the British henchmen
EVERYONE GIVE IT UP FOR AMERICA'S FAVOURITE FIGHTING FRENCHMAN!"

Everyone who knew Hamilton shouted Lafayette as Peter launched headfirst into the rap. Everyone gaped as he pulled it off flawlessly, even acting it out a little with Shuri, who sang Washington's part. Even the workers in the shops start clapping and singing.

When they finished, everyone cheered, applauding Peter and Shuri.

"Peter, when did you learn to rap?"

Peter blushed. He may or may not have forgotten that his class was there. "I only know Hamilton."

"Yah, but what about that part in You're Welcome in Moana?" Evie cocked her head slightly, waving her fork in the air.

"True true. Did you know that it lines up with the part in Washington on Your Side?"

"Pfft, please. I told you that. Well, come to think of it..."

The pair started rapping again, Evie singing Maui and Peter singing Jefferson. They matched up perfectly.

"Whaaaaaaaat? How?"

"They were both written by Miranda so, yeah." With that, Evie glanced at her watch and clapped her hands. "Alrighty folks! Sorry to say, but lunch is over! Let's head on down to our next activity!"

The class obeyed and marched to the elevator, Shuri in tow as they moved to their next station.

Peter smiled. This field trip had actually been pretty good.

So far.