3rd Person POV

"OH MY FUCKING GOD, CLINT!" The spiderling boomed when he found himself staring at a reflection of a boy with rainbow curls.

"Language!"

"What happened, Kid?" Toy burst through the door and quickly made his way to the teen.

"Look at what the Birdbrain did to me." The boy growled.

"Why are you so certain it was Legolas? It could've been Bucky or Sam. They hate your gut since Civil War happened." The older man snickered at the boy's enraged face.

"Because those 2 shitheads are still webbed to the fucking kitchen counter after they tried to put peppermint in my chocolate milk." Peter said through gritted teeth.

"Lay off the cussing, Pete. And we'll figure something out with your hair. But right now, you need to head to school or you'll be late. I'll drop you off with the armor. "Tony stated and went out to prepare his kid's breakfast.

Peter on the other hand just grumbled and tried washing off the dye but to no avail. So he opted for the next best option.

Covering it up.

He didn't exactly feel like shaving his head.

Now fully dressed, rainbow hair fully covered, he made his way to the dining area, not forgetting to send a glare to the snickering Clint.

Timeskip

"Greetings, Mr. Parker. You're late. Again...Please come to school on time. You may take a seat." His substitute teacher, Mr. Kaldur, greeted him with a disapproving look. For the fourth time this week.

"I'm really sorry sir." Peter timidly whispered and made his way to the seat next to Ned.

"What's with the cap, dude?" The Guy in the Chair asked his best friend immediately while the vigilante settled in.

Peter began retelling the story to Ned, MJ commenting every now and again.

Their conversation was cut short, however, when a whiteboard marker landed between the two boys, startling them (and MJ, even if she doesn't show it).

"Mr. Parker, Mr. Leeds, Miss Jones. No talking when I'm talking. And Mr. Parker, please take that cap off. It is against the school dress-code, and if you'd rather go to detention, you will do as I say." He spoke calmly, accepting the white board the students passed back to him.

Peter gulped.

This would mean his classmates would see his hair and all its rainbow-ness...

His stomach dropped at the thought of that.

He quickly glanced around the room, noticing that most of his peers were already refocusing on the lesson.

Well, except Flash and his squad. They were just sending him mocking looks with a triumphant smirk.

"Mr. Parker! The cap!"

His classmates groaned when the class was interrupted yet again by Peter.

"Right, right. Sorry sir." the boy whispered.

He sighed.

Instead of only having Flash and his goon's attention on him, now he had all eyes on him.

He dejectedly reached up to his cap, tugging it off, letting his rainbow curls spring free.

The class was silent.

Until they started whispering to each other, eyeing Peter every now and again.

"Ha! Puny Penis Parker dyed his hair into a rainbow? You look like a fucking girl, dumbass." Flash laughed, his friends laughing along with him as the hype men. "Your clothing already looks like shit. Now paired with that hair? You look like a fucking moron! Why, are you gay? Is wittle Penis Parker gay?" Flashed crackled.

"Mr. Thompson! Watch your language. That will be a warning. Two more and you'll be in detention. Now apologize to Mr. Parker." The teacher spoke sternly. He sounded so fed up with this class.

"Whatever." Flash sneered and walked out the room, not before threatening Peter making him flinch, of course.

Timeskip

Now that the lessons are over, the trio were walking to the parking lot, waiting to be fetched by their parents or guardians.

"Hey loser. You want us to give you a makeover?" MJ asked nonchalantly, head still buried in her book.

"Well Mr. Stark was planning to help me with that, but you guys can come along if you like." Peter bounced around excitedly.

"Sure! I'll just call my mom." Ned beamed and fish out his phone, dialing his mom and informing her, MJ doing the same.

Timeskip

Of course, the first person to greet them when they entered the living room just had to be Clint fucking Barton.

"Hey, Pete. Digging the new hair." He smirked and jumped into the vents, locking it in case Peter decided to follow him.

Peter didn't move. He just stared at the vent intently.

"Hey, FRI? Activate Protocol "The Royal Flush Gang".

"What?" Came the voice from the vents. "Peter! ᴺᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒ" Clint wailed as FRIDAY started to spray nontoxic foam throughout the vents, literally flushing Clint into the "Penalty Room". where Sam and Bucky we're currently staying, waiting for Peter to come and punish them and set them free.

Now satisfied, he turned his attention back to his friends who were smiling, amused.

"I'll call Mr. Stark, Pepper, Nat and Wanda. Meet us in my room." He bid his goodbye and set off to find said adults.

Timeskip

"Makeover crew, you know Ned and MJ." Peter introduced the two teens to the specialized unit.

"Okay, enough chit chat. Let's give Peterboi here a makeover. Get your weapons!" Ton lapped happily, very much like a seal.

Ned and MJ backed away for a moment.

Tony held up some clothing he picked prior to their arrival, the others doing the same.

Nat came back (when did she even leave?) with a pair of scissors and combs. Peter was getting a haircut.

And after Nat did her magic, no one could say Peter didn't look hot.

Wanda began styling the boy's hair, adding some gel here and there, taking in MJ's suggestions.

"Now for the clothing." Pepperony said in unison and smiled at each other.

Peter began whimpering when all his science puns T-shirts and baggy clothes got shoved into a box labeled "rags".

His closet was now filled to the brim with brand-name clothes; Gucci, Chanel, Dior, Saint Laurent, Prada, Celine, you name it.

And for the finishing touch, Tony gave him a bunch off modified Stark Watch built specifically for a boy bitten by a radioactive spider.

And let's not forget the ionic sunglasses.

Tony sure loves his sunglasses.

"Wait. Hold up. Peter, you didn't say you had a tattoo..." Ned trialed off as he brush his hand against Peter's wrist, where a spider tattoo was located.

"Wait really?!" Tony yelled and ran to see the tattoo.

It wasn't anything fancy, at least that's what Peter thought.

He just got the tattoo to remind him where the spider bit him. It was no big deal.

"No big deal?!! This looks awesome!" Nat shrieked and smiled at the boy.

"you guys aren't mad?" Peter nervously asked.

"No, of course not, honey." Pepper smiled dearly at the lad.

Timeskip

"Wow Pete. I love the makeover." Clint nervously chuckled as he eyed the teen suspiciously, seconds before he was yeeted out of the window.

The only reason he didn't become a human patty on the streets below was because Peter was kind enough to make a web parachute for the archer.

"Next time, I'll dye his hair blue...like BTS Kim Taehyung!" Clint mused as he drifted about 2 kilometers from the tower.

Timeskip

"Hey Penis Par- OH MY FUCKING GOD!" Flash screamed (in a very manly voice) as he saw one fine hottie at Peter's locker.

"H-hey, are you new here? Wanna go out with me?" He wiggled his eyebrows, not knowing that the hottie was actually Peter.

"Erm...no. Flash, you're gay?" Peter asked with wide eyes.

"Parker?!"

Flash couldn't believe his eyes.

Where was the skinny boy with baggy clothes?

Where was the weak Puny Parker he liked to bully?

"damn..." Flash stared at Peter, unaware of his bloody nose.

Peter shuffled awkwardly, not used to the attention he was receiving from the chatters in the hallway about his new looks.

"Damn babygirl, looking HOT." The boy winked at the blushing Peter.

"T-thanks, Wade."

"You look really nice, Peter! I like your new look." Sally smiled kindly.

"Damn, you got Flash to droop over you!" Abe laughed whole-heartedly.

"Way to go, Peter!"

And many more compliments were thrown at him, Peter thanking every single person.

And Flash was still ogling Peter.

"Flash?" Non-responsive. "Flash, please stop it." But it was like Flash didn't hear him.

And till the day Peter graduated, he would have his former bully follow him like a super fanboy. or a paparazzi, it works too, since Flash had a whole gallery full of Peter and his new looks.

I'm sorry. The old Peter can't come right now. Why? Oh, cause he's dead.

-23 June, 2020

A/N: I'm sorry if this is crap. I wrote this at 12 am, running on 15 minutes sleep from the previous night. Not in the best state of mind :/

And the Crossover part 2 is coming soon, just missing some stuff.