how to be a Gen Z, by Peter Parker

How to scare the Avengers-make them walk in on your online class

Warnings: Shouting, Peter getting pissed off, and covid, the horrible horrible covid. Misgendering and a homophobic teacher as well.

Ships: Ironstrange, and Peter/Pietro. 

Peter glanced down at his equation-filled notebook, sighing tiredly as the teacher droned on and on about something he already knew. This was the second day of lockdown and Peter and his aunt was kindly invited to stay at the tower for the whole ordeal that was Covid.

Peter was very bored, he already knew everything that this science class was teaching. It also didn't help that the teacher loathed Peter with a fiery passion that could burn brighter than the Sun.

You see, the teacher (Mr. Hemlock) thought that Peter was a poor kid who did not deserve to go to Midtown. It was a rather shallow and pitying response, but he sure made Peter's school life a living hell.

Always getting him told off for things he did not do, making him fail tests for no reason whatsoever, making him be embarrassed at every opportunity that aroused. Peter had told no one of this, not even his boyfriend, Pietro.

Peter just smiled and waved, whenever someone asked him how his day was. School was pretty much hell for him now, Flash who was physical now and teachers not believing his internship and calling him a rotten nosed liar.

Fun right?

Because of these minor landmines that seemed to rip apart his mental sanity, Peter was enjoying online learning. He joined Zooms whenever he needed to, and got his work done, leaving him with extra time for Lab work with his definitely-not-dad-like figure.

The one rule Peter had with his family and online learning is that no one and I mean no one (not even his boyfriend, who by the way complained loudly at this) was allowed to be in his room for the Zooms.

Even though it was only the second day, no one had disrupted him, which Peter was very grateful for.

"Parker, tell me what the square root of x would be by using the general equation." The teacher sneered out, grinning at this chance to embarrass Peter, the equation was not on the screen. He read it out an hour ago, making it nearly impossible to solve correctly.

Peter, still not looking at the screen, moved to unmute his Zoom so he could speak. Volume burst from Peter's tile, loud and clear for everyone to hear.

Even though Peter was in the quietest room of the tower, which was soundproof, you could still hear the jet engine-like shouting coming from the living room.

Sam and Bucky were screeching at each other about something stupid (the naming of a pigeon they spotted), and Steve was desperately shouting in a 'LANGUAGE' when needed.

Clint was squealing like a trodden pig as Natasha chased him around the compound, shouting death threats as she threw knives.

Pietro's cackling was heard as he sped circles around a frustrated Wanda as she tried to strike up a conversation with Vision.

The class, not knowing who these people were, just concluded that this was a busy household.

"Mr. Parker I demand you move to a quieter place. I know you may not take online learning seriously, however you will if you do not want to fail the class."

Peter had not even had a chance to explain when his door went flying off its hinges. Peter was mad, especially when two gods walked in complaining about each other.

"Peter you know that the Pop tarts are for everyone, not just this greedy oaf" Loki punched his brother, who crossed his arms and huffed.

"They were clearly labeled mine, brother! You understand that Tonyson" Thor asked, looking towards Peter who had a dangerous glint in his normally happy eyes. Both God's eyes widened like soup plates, however before they could run for their lives the measly teacher spoke up from the computer.