Consulting criminal, sound familiar? Well, Y/n L/n took great inspiration from the fictional villain Jim Moriarty. From the young age of 18 she built up her criminal empire until she was untouchable. Until she could do whatever she wanted, get whate...
Putting on your best suit, expensive enough to buy Midtown high maybe... you slipped on your red based heels, ends as sharp as a dagger.
"Morning, pumpkin," you ruffle Peter's hair and kiss his crown. "Ready for school?"
"Yup!" He said nervously.
"Where are you going?" Tony narrowed his gaze.
"I'm going to drop Peter off! Wanted to see his school," you grab an apple and bite right into it.
"No way you're going alone," Steve sighs. "Loki, go with her,"
"What?? I'm not a child!" You stomp your foot down and fold your arms making the group deadpan. "Assholes,"
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Reving the engine, the car roared to life making you sigh. Loki sat in the passengers seat as Peter slipped in the back, admiring the leather seats. Adjusting the mirror and lowering some sunglasses you tell Friday to open the garage.
"Seatbelts!~" you sing happily before shooting out the building and down the road. Peter laughed in glee at the speed as Loki clung on for dear life.
Coming to halt, Loki flew forward, the straps holding him back from colliding with the dashboard.
"Again again!" Peter whoops.
"Not again," Loki held his stomach making you grin. "You're awful,"
"I do very well try," stepping on the gas once the light went green, you soon reached Midtown. Students flooded in on the front grass, stopping to gape at the Jaguar. "Ready, pumpkin?"
"Yes, yes, uh... yes?" You adjust the mirror to look at Peter. Slicking on some red lipstick, you turn to face him.
"It's fine, think of it as... Parent teacher conference," the car powered down. "Get the door will you?"
Loki rolled his eyes before walking out the car and opening your door. Peter soon followed, picking at his palm.
"Head up, assert dominance," you tip the boy's chin up. "Rule number one, sweet pea, fake confidence if you don't have it," strutting down the path, Peter kept up with you. "They are ants, you're the boot,"
"Right," he hums and adjusts his bag strap making you smile softly. Loki caught up beside Peter.
"She isn't wrong, it took me a while to get my confidence, start now and you may find it sooner," Loki pat the spiderling's shoulder. He opened the door for you, students moving away as your lowers your sunglasses.
"Which way is the principal's office?"
Peter pointed down the hall, leading the way as children gape like entranced birds.
"Hey, Peter!" A boy runs up to the three of you, making you reach for your inner suit jacket pocket.
"No, it's fine, this is Ned," Peter quickly rushed to stop you. "And I told you no weapons," he whispers.
"I chose to ignore your demand," buttoning up your jacket again you hold you hand out to Ned. "Pleasure to meet you, Mr Leeds, I'm Y/n L/n, I've heard quite a fair bit about you,"
"Nice to meet you too," he blurts out shaking your hand. "Dude, is this your body guard?? Did Mr Stark get her and Loki to guard you??" Ned looked overly excited.
"No, my dear, I'm here to deal with a certain problem," you pat Ned on the head before walking off, tugging the boy and god with you.
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"So exactly what can you do about this?" You lean against your hand, narrowed gaze on the principal who shifted nervously.
"Not much, a warning maybe, report back home and detention?"
"Hm... not good enough," you stand up and pace around the room. Loki sat in the chair beside yours as Peter waited outside. Grabbing the principal by the shoulder, you point at the family photo on his desk. "I know you'd want more than just that done if Jay was bullied, isn't that right?"
"Y-yes, how do you-" he blurts out.
"Then why won't you do that for Peter? Is it because he has less money than Flash's family? This place reeks with cis white heterosexual male superiority,"
"I beg your-" he gasps as a cold blade meets his neck.
"Y/n," Loki warns, preparing to intervene.
"Stand down, horns," you growl at Loki who did as told. "Now... if you don't want your wife finding out about Jessica," the whisper to his ear made him squirm. "And your... sinful escapades... you will suspend Flash for a week, strip him of any privileges his awards have given until further notice, a letter will be sent home to his parents, and the suspension will turn up on all resumes and University applications, understood?"
"Yes! Just please let me go!" The principal whimpers.
"Good, boy," you pat his head and place away the knife. "I have lawyers that will bring you and this place down to a pile of dust if you speak a word of this, I merely talked to you, and you agreed to my terms, understood?"
"Yes, yes, of course," he sighs out as you open the door.
"Have a pleasant morning!~" walking out the office, Peter jumps along with Ned who was talking with him. "All done, sweetheart," you kiss his forehead. "Now, head to class, here is $200 each," you hand cash to Ned and Peter who pale. "Treat yourself to some comics and food after school,"
"I can't take this, Y/n!" Peter whisper shouts.
"Dude, it's free money!" Ned nudges his friend.
"Shut up, Ned," Peter whines.
"Be nice, you two have fun ok? But once you get home straight to homework,"
"Yeah, ok fine," Peter stuffs the money away before frowning as you ruffled his hair.
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