Marvel Imagines (Requests: ON HOLD)

Peter Parker - Slushies

"Okay. Slushies or bubble tea?"

"Bubble tea."

"What?!" You exclaimed, turning to your friend in shock. "I'm sorry, but slushies all the way."

"But isn't that just ice?" Peter asked. "Colored ice?"

"Well Bubble tea is just milk and fruit juices."

"Yeah, but it has flavor."

"So does a slushy! Come on, we'll get some and I'll prove it."

"Am I getting the choice?"

"Nope."

You took Peter's hand and hurried through the park until you found a stall that sold the drinks. You showed Peter the different options of slushy until you were ready to order.

"That'll be $5 please." The vendor said, passing you the drinks. There was an awkward silence.

"Give us a minute." You said, bringing Peter to a quieter place just a few yards away. "I say we tie him up, take the money and the slushies, and then run."

"Not going to happen." Peter argued. "This isn't like the time you got your arm stuck in the vending machine trying to steal chips."

"Hey, that was a very well thought out plan."

"Until you almost fell down the stairs in the running part."

"You caught me, didn't you? You've got that weird sixth sense thing."

"Huh?" Peter suddenly got nervous, looking around in worry. "I don't have a sixth sense. I'm normal. Completely normal."

You furrowed your brows and just nodded slowly. "Okay...? So, what about this money thing?"

"Well I thought you had some. You said you did."

"Yeah, I got sidetracked before coming out. What about you?"

"Forgot."

"Dammit." You sighed, looking back at the slushy stall. "My first plan still stands."

"No. We're not running for it."

"You kids okay?" The vendor asked, interrupting the hushed whispers.

"Okay, follow my lead." You instructed, walking back over.

"Wait, what are we doing?" Peter asked nervously.

"Slight problem." You said with a nervous laugh, focusing solely on the vendor. "We don't have money on us right now but all our holdings are tied up in the railroads."

"Yeah." Peter quickly nodded along, understanding quickly. "Reading Railroad, B&O Railroad, Pennsylvania Railroad..."

"Uh-huh, we're working on Short Line. I actually own Atlantic Avenue and Marvin Gardens."

"I own four houses on Baltic Ave too. I was even thinking about tearing them down and building a hotel in their place."

"I also won second place in a beauty contest. That's actually $50 right there."

"You should have been first."

"Aw, thanks, Pete."

"In my day if you liked someone you just pointed to them in the stands and they threw their bra at you. Not any of this flirting business." The vendor stated in a bored tone. "Aren't you guys just saying Monopoly stuff anyway?"

You and Peter shared a very awkward look before you shrugged. "Let me drive around the block and I'll be back with $200."

"Listen, kids, if you don't have the money you don't get the drinks. Simple."

"How about a compromise?"

"And what would that be?"

"Well, uh..."

You acted out of instinct and snatched your slushy, bolting out of there within the next second. Both Peter and the vendor were in a stunned silence, staring at where you had just been.

"Sir, I'm very sorry about this." Peter said, taking his drink and following where you had left.

-

"I can't believe you did that." Peter said breathlessly, leaning against a tree for support as you slumped on the grass.

"Hey, you did it too." You pointed out, weakly pointing up at him.

"Only because you did. You're a terrible influence."

"Yeah, yeah. Come on. Up." You held out your arm and he took it, trying to hoist you up.

Unfortunately, you lost balance at the last minute and both of you came falling back on the ground next to each other, laughing.

"You're crazy, you know that?" Peter said with a smile.

You turned on your side to face with. "Maybe. But you love me."

"Yeah... I do."

-

"(Y/n), your tongue is purple." Thor stated curiously as you and Peter were busy talking.

You never really questioned how your closest friend also knew the Avengers but you assumed it was thanks to the internship with Tony Stark he got. When he told you about it, Peter insisted that he was totally normal and you believed him.

Well you didn't see him as normal at least. He was special to you. And just a few minutes ago, that special had got a lot more serious.

"Huh?" You questioned, getting back to reality.

"You've got a purple tongue?" Peter repeated. "Really?"

"And yours is." The god quickly pointed out.

"What? Me too?"

"Yeah, it is." Clint confirmed as he started to pay more attention. "Did you try and drink purple dye again?"

"No, we just had slushies." You shrugged.

"Wait, purple slushies? They have those?"

"I had a blue one." Peter explained.

"I had a red one." You added.

"But that does not make sense." Thor pointed out, clearly deep in thought.

"Oh, wow." Clint chuckled to himself, shaking his head.

"What?"

"(Y/n), what did you and Peter do today?"

"We went to the park." You said.

"And what did you do at the park?"

"We drank our slushies...?"

"And then?"

You went silent. Thor and Clint looked at Peter next and he was just as afraid to make a sound. Eventually, though, he looked at you.

"Do you think that's why our tongues are purple?" He asked.

"Shut up." You whispered.

"I told you not to use tongue."

Thor finally clicked and was very shocked to say the least.

A/N: I might make Peter some more imagines because this was quite fun. What do you guys think?