(𝖯𝖾𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖯𝖺𝗋𝗄𝖾𝗋'𝗌 𝖯𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗍 𝖮𝖿 𝖵𝗂𝖾𝗐)
5:56 𝗣𝗠

I shoved my phone in my suits pocket as I slipped on my mask, watching as it quickly became night. I webbed my backpack to the side of the wall swinging up to the top of the buildings.

I was only watching over Queens tonight, I wasn't expecting anything crazy to happen. Like a bomb about to go off, or some man trying to steal an old lady's purse. Or-

"HOLY CRAP A ROBBERY!" I pumped a fist I to the air as I swung down across from Delmar's Deli, quietly walking into the bank. I leaned a hand on the door frame, crossing my legs and placing a hand on my hip.

Cleared my throat, looking at the robbers. "Hey guys- woah you're the Avengers!" They all looked at each other before I jumped up and hung on the ceiling, dodging their attacks.

"Thor, Hulk. Great to see you guys!" I stared at the IronMan mask for a second.

"Dad?"

I dodged the punch, webbing them all as I jumped to go after the last guy, the man using his weird machine to catch me.

"Woah this feel weird-" He throws me around with it before the machine suddenly stops working. He shakes it, causing the machine to blast a ball of whatever it was at Delmar's Deli.

"Oh no-" I web up the bad guys, jumping through the window and running to the Deli.

"Delmar?! Delmar!" I helped Delmar get out, holding his cat as I look at the wreckage. "Oh god I'm so dead." I give Delmar his cat, swinging away.

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I silently swear to myself about losing my backpack, dodging windows as I climb up to my bedroom, opening the window and crawling in, using my foot to close it.

I rip off my mask, discarding it as I web my door, closing it with a click. I drop down, sighing in relief before turning around, freezing as Ned drops the Lego Death Star, his mouth wide open in shock.

"What was that?!" Aunt May yelled.

"Uh.. Um... IT WAS NOTHING!" I yelled as Ned shot up.

"You're the Spider-Man. From YouTube." He whispered as I shook my head, pressing the emblem on my suit. It became baggy, falling off my body.

"No. No I'm not."

Ned pointed up. "You were in the ceiling!"

"No I wasn't! Ned, what are you doing in my room?"

"Aunt May let me in! You said we were going to finish the Death Star!" Ned frowned as I looked at the Death Star, which was now in pieces.

"Y-you can't just be in my room!" I turn to hear the door click open, smoke coming into my room as Aunt May waves a rag in her face.

"That recipe was a disaster. How about Thai? Ned you want Thai?" She asked, giving me a look.

"Yes-"

"No. He's got a thing." I interrupted, Ned nodding.

"A thing to do after." Ned said as Aunt May frowned.

"Okay." She pointed me up and down. "Maybe put in some clothes." She closed the door as I awkwardly laughed, turning back to Ned.

"She doesn't know?"

"No one does. Well except for Mr. Stark, he is the one that made me the suit."

Ned gasped, whispering. "Mr. Stark made you that? So what, you're an Avenger?" I hesitated before nodding, putting on a shirt.

"Yeah. Basically. God you have to swear you won't tel anyone! You can't tell Megan, or MJ, or youtube. No one. Can. Know." I said, placing my hands together in a praying pose.

"Peter I don't think I can keep this a secret. This is the greatest thing to ever happen to me! I mean, I can be your guy in the chair and Megan can-"

"You can't bring Megan into this, Ned. Now that you know it's putting you in danger!"

"But you saw Megan today! She beat Flash's ASS" I held back I chuckle, nodding.

"Still! That was Flash. And he still hits like a girl. The people that I fight won't give Megan a chance if they find out who I am. And they definitely won't give you a chance either." I said, pacing around as I slipped on some pants.

"Fine. I swear I won't tel anyone. So how does the suit work? Does it have magnets? How do you shoot your webs?" I rolled my eyes, mumbling as I ran my hand through my hair.

"I'll tel you everything at school tomorrow, okay?" I ushered Ned out, facepalming as my phone buzzing.

𝘐𝘯𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮: 𝗠𝗲𝗴𝗮𝗻 :)

I practically jumped to my phone, slamming my body into the ground as I shuffled through my suit to find my phone, picking it up before the call ended.

"H-hey Megan! What are— what are calling me for?" I stuttered, slapping my face as I stood up.

["Hey Peter. I was just calling to ask if you had seen my sketchbook? The one I accidentally showed you today? I think it fell out of my backpack during lunch."] I looked over at her sketchbook. I picked it up when she left, knowing I could give it to her later.

Guess I forgot to give it to her after school.

"Oh, yeah. Yeah I picked it up for you. It's in my desk." I heard a small sigh of relief before she gasped.

["you... you didn't open it. Did you?"] I looked back at the sketchbook, shaking my head.

"No. No I haven't." Another sigh of relief.

["Good. Because I know someone would be bossy and look through it, and there are some very personal thing in that sketchbook that should not be in there. So please for the love of god, don't open it."] I frowned, nodding quickly.

"Yeah. Yeah of course. I won't open it."

["Thanks Peter. You're the best."] I heard a smile in her voice, causing me to smile as I blushed.

"Y-you're welcome, Megan. I'll give it to you tomorrow."

["Thanks. I'll see you tomorrow. Bye Peter."] she hung up, leaving me blushing as red as my suit. Aunt May walked in as I threw my suit out of sight, a smile on her face.

"You weren't eavesdropping, were you?" I said, raising a brow.

"Pfft. Of course not! Now hurry up they are closing soon."

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I stared ahead, picking at my Thai food as Aunt May talked. "What's the matter? Thought you loved larb. It's too larby? Not larby enough. How many times do I have to say "larb" before you talk to me? You know I larb you." I let out a chuckle, shaking my head.

"I'm just stressed. The internship, and I'm tired. A lot of work." I lied, still picking at my food

"The Stark internship. I have to tell you, not a fan of that Tony Stark. Distracted all the time... he's got you in your head." I frowned, knowing just how much Aunt May had a thing for Mr. Stark.

A news report on the television behind Aunt May catches my attention, causing me to ignore Aunt May.

"The beloved Queens' institution, Delmar's Sandwiches, was destroyed..." I sighed, looking down at my food. I could have stopped them from doing that.

"What does he have you doing?" Aunt May asked, frowning at me as I stayed quiet.

"..in an explosion..." the reporter said.

"You need to use your instincts." Aunt May said, becoming quite to listen to the news.

"..earlier tonight after an ATM robbery was thwarted by Queens' own colorful local crime-stopper, the Spider-Man. As the Spider-Man attempted to foil their heist, a powerful blast was set off, slicing through the bodega across the street. Miraculously, no one was harmed." The new anchor said as I stared at it, silently swearing.

Aunt May turned back to me with a serious expression. "If you spot something like that happening, you turn and you run the other way."

I looked at her, frowning as I nodded. "Yeah. Yeah of course."

"Six blocks away from us, Peter." She said as I gave her a nervous smile.

"I Uh... I need a new backpack." May frowned as I kept the smile.

"What?"

"I need a new backpack."

"Peter that's the fifth one in the past 6 months." A Thai waiter walked up to us, setting a plate down.

"Sticky rice pudding." He said, his gaze glued to Aunt May. I internally gagged, frowning in the outside.

"Oh um.. we didn't order that." She said, point Ming at the pudding.

"It's on the house." The waiter said, winking at Aunt May before walking away. I stared after the waiter.

"Well. That's nice of them." Aunt May said, smiling.

"I Uh. I think he larbs you." I said smiling. May pointed to herself with an exaggerated look of surprise.

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(𝖬𝖾𝗀𝖺𝗇 𝖲𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗄'𝗌 𝖯𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗍 𝖮𝖿 𝖵𝗂𝖾𝗐)

"Hey Bucky." I said as he walked in, smiling. "Do you think Steve and dad will ever make up?" He frowned, shrugging.

"We all live in the same place so they better or I'll force them to." He said as I chuckled, sitting on the counter as Bucky walked to the fridge, pulling out a platter of sushi.

"Is that all you ever eat?" I said with a frown as Bucky paused to look at me. He thought for a moment before nodding. I sighed as my waffles finished cooking in the toaster, hopping off the counter and grabbing them.

"So." Bucky said with a mouthful of sushi. He swallow, coughing as the sushi nearly choked him. "Do you like this Peter kid?" I frowned, grumbling.

"You're acting like an overprotective annoying brother." I said, biting into my waffle.

"It's just a question!" I smirked, shrugging.

"Well. The your answer is the same as mine." I said, wiggling my brows.

"What?" Bucky said, setting the sushi platter down.

"My question is: Do you like Steve?" I said, snickering as Bucky's face went pale. He let out a nervous and awkward laugh.

"I— um.. ha.. HEY I ASKED YOU FIRST." I toppled over laughing as Bucky became flustered, his face changing from place to red of embarrassment.

"You're so easy to fluster." I said through joyful tears as I stood up, wiping away the tears.

"I am not!" Bucky grumbled, crossing his arms.

"Yes you are!" I said laughing. I quickly shut up as Bucky threw a sushi ball at me square in the face. I gasped, wiping away the residue as I smirked evilly.

"You are so dead, Barnes!" I said, grabbing a handful of sushi before chucking it at Bucky, who started laughing as he did the same.

The kitchen quickly became covered in sushi guts, along with our hair and clothes. I ran out of ammo, jumping up onto the counter, running and tackling Bucky to the ground as he yelled, laughing as I smothered him in sushi.

"What are you guys doing?" Me and Bucky looked up at a confused Bruce, who stared at the kitchen. "It looks like a rice bomb blew up in here."

Bucky took this as an opportunity to grab me, gently throwing me off him as he stood up. I chuckled, laughing at him.

"You look like a rice ball." I said, pointing at him as he laughed back at me.

"You don't look any better." I looked down at my clothes, trying to pick off the sticky rice.

"Bucky I think you should go see if you have any rice in your arm. And uh Megan.." Bruce said as I looked at him.

"You should both take a shower. You smell like fish." I chuckled as I playfully pushed Bucky before running.

"Hey!" I heard Bucky run after me, and I yelled, running faster to get to my bedroom. I slammed the door shut as Bucky's laughter faded away into the halls, a smile plastered on my face as I walked to the bathroom, taking off my clothes and hopping into the shower.

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So I'll am just give you guys the roles of the marvel characters for Megan.
Bucky- Playful, super overprotective, most-likely-gay, brother.
Wanda- Sister everyone needs
Thor- Dumb blonde uncle
Loki- The Uncle that is always getting Megan and him in trouble
Steve- extremely overprotective brother
Natasha- the cool sister
Bruce- smart boi uncle
Vision- still to young to understand what's going on brother
Clint- the cool brother
Pepper- The mom that everyone loves
Tony- irondaddy