Spider-Man Stories

Who's laughing now?

Hi. So I have been listening to "who's laughing now?" By Ava Max for the past 2 hours and I just kinda thought of this. Peter and MJ smirking at Flash when his identity gets revealed.
I'm sitting at home after I put my bro to bed and just chill axing over here. And was reading some good stories by EvelynAmeliaRose and was inspidered. Yes inspidered. You read that right. It was an unintended pun but autocorrect didn't fix it so we rolling with it.
Anyways... Enjoy!

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He looked at the clock across the lab from where he had been sitting for the past few hours. He decided it was time to get some more food. After all, little spiderlings did need to eat to keep up with their fast metabolism.
Peter decided to just make a quick stop in the intern break room for snacks consisting of Pringles (not sponsored), gummy worms, some of Bucky's cookies, and some fruit salad. Had to throw something healthy in there. After all, he is Spooderman.
He decided that since he was already working at his desk on the ceiling that he would just walk there via the ceiling, once he checked that the coast was clear of course.
He saw that no one was coming down the hall and slipped in his earbuds and played some music.
Little did he know, his classmates were on a surprise field trip to Avengers Tower that day. They had just finished looking around the Avengers museum and were about to come up to the top lab floors, where the higher up inters labs were located, and that meant Peter's.
Peter was in the pantry nook of the intern break room, dancing to his music when he heard something that sounded muffled, because his noise canceling settings were on on the earbuds, and took them out to hear who it was. Probably just one of the higher up interns, some of them know my identity, so I shouldn't worry about me walking on the ceiling. After all, I am a Stark, what are they gonna do? Go tell my dad?
"What the Fluorine Uranium Carbon Potassium is Puny Parker doing here? And why is he on the ceiling?" Peter heard Flash's voice say, almost screaming. (Flash doesn't actually say this but I didn't want to swear because for gosh's sake, watch your language.)
Peter slowly turned the quarter of a circle to face his class who all stood there with shocked expressions, except for MJ and Ned, who just stood there smirking. Peter quickly reciprocated his best friend's expressions and shrugged, put his earbuds back in, and turned back to the shelf in the pantry to keep looking for Bucky's rainbow sprinkled cookies.
About twenty seconds later, once he had found all of his snacks, he walked back into the main break room to see part of his class still in shock while the others were whispering, with Flash catching some flies with his mouth agape.
Peter quickly decided to not get the fruit salad.
"Why are you guys standing on the ceiling?" Peter asked the class, genuinely acting confused, all the while seeing MJ trying to hide her amusement at the whole situation.
"But..you're on the ceiling," Flash said, "like Spider-Man..."
"Ummm..... FRIDAY, we have a code red-and-blue-visible in here, can you please alert Dad, Auntie Nat, and Wanda?" At this new information, the class just looked like they were smacked across the face with an eel.
"Sure, Peter, 'Baby Stark Uncovered Protocol' has been activated. Notifying the rest of the avengers about the situation at hand."
"Thanks Fri," Peter said looking to his feet. (which are on the ceiling still btw, like how people normally look up when talking to Friday in these fanfics but yah)
At that moment, Clint busted into the room through the vents* (see below) and jumped down right next to Peter, but on the floor instead of the ceiling, because well, he couldn't defy gravity.
"What's up Clint?"
"You," Clint replied, flashing a smile. He nicked one of the cookies from Peter's hands before looking around and taking a bite.
"What was the protocol that was activated? I couldn't quite hear it in the vents," Clint explained to Peter, with his mouth still full of cookie.
"Oh, the one that goes off when people find out my identity who shouldn't know it."
"Oh yah, that one," Clint replied as Nat and Wanda came jogging through the doorway, with Tony following walking behind them.
"I swear Petey if this is just another one of the blue-level interns, for the last time, it doesn't matter if they see you," Tony said to Peter looking at him as he walked in, before noticing a bunch of teens around the room.
"Not what I was expecting, but oookay. Peter, it's up to you to decide how you want to deal with this. Do you want Wanda to make them forget or do you want to just have them know? Can you trust them?" Tony asked his son.
"Wanda can you make the rest of the class besides The Squad (he says looking at Ned and MJ, who had come to visit before and the avengers had just started referring to them as "The Squad" due to the fact that the three of them were just always traveling around in a little tight pack) forget, but after I answer a bunch of questions?" Peter said smirking, knowing how much Flash would not want to forget this, but wouldn't be able to do anything about it.
"Sure, Petey," Wanda said to Peter who was like her little brother.
"And how about you get down from there now, before anybody else sees something they shouldn't," Nat said walking over to Peter and ruffling his hair, but upside down. At this, Peter kept one hand on the ceiling as he let himself down, before letting go and just falling the rest of the way to the ceiling and landing softly before turning around to his class and beckoning Ned and MJ over to him to sit on a nearby table.

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Hey my fellow human beans!
Do you guys want me to continue this storyline too? Peter in this story is a little sassafras, but we stan a sassy cinnamon roll.
(My autocorrect kept trying to say "stab" instead of "stan" and I was like: "NO ONE can stab my cinnamon roll!")
Please enjoy this meme. The vent thing is just a whole mood though.
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