Crazy Super-Gay Peter Parker One-shots

Built Different

So sorry for not posting last week! I had a one-shot completed and ready to post, then I decided that it was absolutely awful. So yeah, I deleted it.

Ships: Shurichelle, IronStrange, Parley, Nabe (Ned x Abe)

Warnings: I can't express how much you should NOT do ANY of the things mentioned in this chapter. Take Peter's advice for Ned, you are not built different!

There are mentions of drinking bleach, jumping off a building, assumed death, car crashes (or a truck crash), bleeding, mention of bruises, swearing, physical violence.

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"Okay," Abe, Ned's boyfriend, said, throwing the classroom door open, eyes wide and face pale, "what the absolute fuck is going on with Peter?"

Everyone - teach and student - turned to look at Abe, mostly frowning.

"Something's always up with that loser. He's lucky I'm his future sister in law, or else I'd have probably killed him already for his stupidity," MJ replied, snickering.

Mr Hall turned to his arguably most badass student. "Peter's still claiming Shuri as his biological sibling to confuse people?"

"Yup," MJ popped the 'p', shrugging. "The whole of Wakanda is planning to dub him as an honorary prince next week."

Abe flung his arms out in exasperation. "Guys! We can talk about Shurichelle and Peter's position as royalty later, right now Peter's planning to jump off the school!"

"What?!" Ned cried, dropping his water bottle, spilling milk everywhere. "AGAIN?!"

As if on queue, a blur of colours fell from outside of the window. A blur of colours named Peter Stark-Strange.

While the class stood or sat there in shock, Mr Hall walked over to the window. He stared at the ground for a long moment, then turned back to his student. "Well, Peter's dead. Who's going to call his dads because it's definitely not going to be me."

The only two people who quickly snapped out of their shock were Ned and MJ, he began both practically cackling.

"How are you laughing at a time like this?!" Abe cried. "Even Flash isn't cracking jokes!"

Before either Ned or MJ could respond, the classroom door was flung open.

Peter strode into class, a dopey smile on his face. His hair was tussled and his face was slightly smudged with dirt, but he was otherwise perfectly fine.

"Peter?!" The class, minus MJ, Ned, and Mr Hall, shouted.

"Uh, yeah?" Spider-Man frowned.

"You just fell off the school!" Betty yelled, jumping to her feet.

Peter frowned deeper. "And?"

Flash stood up this time. "The school is six stories tall!"

"I know," Peter replied, tilting his head in confusion.

"How the fuck did you survive that?!" Abe practically roared.

"I'm built different."

Utter silence followed, everyone staring at Peter, and Peter staring back.

Eventually the under-cover Spider-Man noticed the white puddles slowly spreading all across the floor. "Okay, who brought milk to school?"