Avengers One Shots Part Two!

Stuck

for those who might not know, that's a baby swing up there (some people might have different names for them idk)
anyways, i nearly got stuck in one today so this is inspired by that lmfao

"Shotgun the baby swing."
Peter said and cycled towards the swings at the park, leaving Ned and MJ.

Peter dumped his bike and took his helmet off and ran towards the baby swing. The normal swings got stolen by some kids which really pissed the trio off.

Peter held the chains and sat down on the bars of the swing, not sitting on it properly.

Ned and MJ joined Peter at the swings and they talked about random shit.

Peter started swinging slightly before stopping and moving to stand up on the swing.

He stood up on the before slipping his legs into the leg holes. He didn't put his legs all the way at first in cause he didn't want to get stuck but when it started to get uncomfortable, he put his legs all the way in and sat down on the seat, his legs swinging below him.

"Can someone push me?"
Peter asked, looking at his friends.

Ned smirked before moving behind Peter. He grabbed the bar and pulled it backwards then forwards and back again before letting go, making Peter swing high up into the air.

"Thanks Ned!"
Peter said, a grin on his face.

"I hope you get stuck in there loser."
MJ said, leaning against on the poles.

"Thanks MJ, you're such a nice friend."
Peter said, leaning his head back and staring at MJ as he swung past her.

MJ flipped him off and Peter did the same.

As the swing slowed down, Peter let his arms dangle.

"What's the time?"
He asked, looking at MJ and Ned.

Ned pulled his phone out and checked the time.

"5:30."
He said.

"I've got to go now, Steve's doing a training session today at 7 and I like to start getting ready an hour before."
Peter said.

Peter gripped the bar and pushed himself up, his eyes widening when he couldn't.

"Shit."
He swore.

"Are you stuck?"
Ned asked.

"Maybe. I don't know let me try again."
Peter said and pushed himself up again.

He squeezed his hips and thighs through the small leg holes, his arms burning slightly.

"Fuck. Shit."
Peter said.

He managed to get his thighs out and sat on the bar at the back.

"I'm free!"
Peter cheered and got off the swing.

"I was hoping you got stuck."
MJ said.

"You're such a nice friend MJ."
Peter said, clipping his helmet on. (safety first kiddies.)

"Thanks. I don't try."
MJ said.

"I can tell. Right, I'll see you guys later. Bye!"
Peter said.

"Bye Peter!"
Ned shouted and MJ waved.

yeah i nearly got stuck. will i squeeze myself into the baby swing again? absolutely yes. why? cause i'm a fucking dumbass

—Penguin🐧(they/them)