Peter Parker one-shots

Dairy Queen vs Baskin Robbins

Honestly not sure what this is gonna end up being but I want to set this in the What if? World where Peter Quill ended up working at a Dairy Queen. And FYI Peter totally runs the Wendy's Media account!

Peter buried his head in his hands, a sigh of exasperation leaving his chapped lips. Could he have any peace for one day? Apparently that was completely impossible! He hadn't asked for the other fast food joints on the street to have a rivalry but the two current managers, Peter Quill and Scott Lang both happed to be pretentious idiots who couldn't decide whether footloose was better than Hot Tub Time machine. Although in his opinion neither could even compare to Star Trek. This petty rivalry had made Peters life just a little bit more inconvenient; Having to clean up eggs, toilet paper and even occasionally spray paint from down the road. It amazed him that two fully grown men could have less maturity then himself at only 16 years. The duo's latest competition was currently requiring Peter to clean up copious amounts of silly string.
He was hoping that he wouldn't have to stay after his shift, but as he tipped another handful of the the green strings into the nearest bin, the chances of that happening where becoming less likely. 2 years ago this wouldn't have been a problem but ever since he was bitten by a radioactive spider (something he still couldn't believe has actually happened!) he had been forcing himself to 'patrol' the streets in his superhero suit. He knew that it was dangerous regularly going out at night without telling anyone where he was going but, he simply worried more about what may happen if he didn't go. After what happened to Ben...
"No!" Peter shook his head, not being able to think of the paternal figure. Not without also bringing feelings of guilt and that wasn't an emotion he felt he could deal with at that moment.
Peter was finally done
He wasn't sure he would ever have finished it; the seemingly never ending strings of silly string seemed to everywhere and he didn't really want to explain to his manager why there was silly string everywhere. But there he was. Two bin bags full and an empty restaurant. Peter couldn't lie, he was pretty proud of himself- even for someone who regularly saved people's lives, he still felt like he had achieved something.
He closed up the shop and looked around, seeing on the road across Scott and Peter also leaving their joints. The two older men looked each other in the eye and to Peter it looked like they were preparing to fight. Knowing that he seemed to be the only sane one there he ran in between them. "Guys, please calm down. I really can't spend any more time cleaning up. I have things after this and really can't delay!"
The two men turned around to face the panting teenage boy stood in front of them. A wash of guilt washing over them. With their petty rival and other jobs they had forgotten that someone else must have been cleaning up their mess, they had both assumed that Spider-Man had been doing it.
They both profusely apologized to the boy. As a father Scott was devastated that he had ever let a child clean up his mess. And as the Hero, AntMan he was devastated that he had allowed a small rivalry to affect an innocent bystander. Not that he thought he was in the wrong. As he, and clearly everyone else knew that Hot Tub Time machine. He guessed that overall, he just wished that Peter Quill was taken by aliens.

So I totally lost inspiration
The next few chapters however.... Please enjoy
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