More than I bargained for. (Work In Progress)

Scary lady. (No not the Russian one, sorry.)

-Published March 13th 2021-
Peter's eyes widened and he quickly put the mask back on, before I opened the door and he stood up and walked out behind me. And let me tell you, I have never seen a man's face go from pleasantly inclined to confused and pissed on the level that Tony Stark's did when Spiderman walked out still wearing a mask.

It was priceless.
Peter's POV.

It was dark pretty outside, well- dark for New York, the city lights still blared throughout the darkness.

I, Peter Parker- or well, spiderman if you want to call me that, I don't really know. Anyway- I was currently sitting shot gun in the seat of a black, new-feeling, Audi A4. And it was pretty awkward in here. Fury isn't really much of a conversation guy is he? But, to be fair I wasn't making any attempts at small talk either.

We were currently waiting in the line of a McDonald's drive-through, which when I think about it is really hard to picture. Even if I am actually doing it in person, it's kind of hard to imagine some high-class secret agent and a teenager in a mask-less spider-man suit waiting to get fast food at McDonald's at who-the-heck knows what hour. Y'know- I'd bet good money that the people working at this McDonald's have some pretty bat-shit crazy stories to tell about customers they've gotten after eleven P.M. . The people fast-food workers have to deal with huh?

Right, I'm getting off-topic, aren't I, McDonald's. This was really awkward. It smelled nice in here though, like when you press your face into a new hoodie you just got, I can't be the only one who does that right? Wait- was this a new car? The question made me nervous automatically, was this a new car? Was my suit dirty? Probably, I'd just been patrolling for hours- Oh my heck I was probably getting his car dirty, oh why why why why- My thoughts were interrupted by a loud honking coming from outside the car.

I wasn't paying enough attention to know what exactly had happened but I did know that now the driver in front of us in line had now stuck his hand through the car window and was flipping us off. And i'm not entirely sure why, but the tension in the car seemed now to have increased tenfold. Now it seemed that Fury was desperately attempting not to respond to the man's gesture in an equally vulgar way but was refraining from doing so due to the fact that there was a child in the car, but now he just seemed a lot angrier.

Fact: Pissed off adults are scary.

Trying my best to not express my internal anxious misery I wasn't sure how much more of this car ride I could bear. I sighed silently. This was going to be a long night.

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I sighed quietly in relief when Fury pulled over at a not exactly run-down but not sparklingly clean either apartment building that was somewhere in New York. I muffled the sigh as much as I could when I realized that Fury could probably hear me, not wanting to seem obnoxious but still extremely grateful that the car ride was over.

At least we did eventually get the McDonalds, so, that was a plus. The fries smelled so good, I would have asked for one had my anxiety levels not been at an all-time high throughout the night and still were very much up there. That and the tension hadn't exactly leveled out yet.

As we both got out of the car, I was carrying the cardboard drink tray while Fury had the bag of food that my enhanced sense of smell was going crazy for. I noticed that Fury's car wasn't the only one pulled up near here, although it was pretty dark outside and this area seemed kind of desolate.

There was, in fact, an identical black Audi chilling just a few meters from where we had parked. I just assumed that it was a coincidence and that I was just overthinking things because I was nervous, but I did keep it in mind in case it came up later.