Wrong Number, Kid.

Chapter 22

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⚠️Also trigger warning, very slight mention of sexual harassment at the beginning⚠️

Peter was out on patrol the next weekend, while his aunt May was swamped with work.

He had already stopped a mugging and a house fire, so now he was looking for any other trouble.

He was swinging from light pole to light pole when something cought his eye.

Just out of the light of one of the light poles, on the other side of the street, were three dark figures.

He stopped for a second, examining what seemed to be happening, just to make sure everything was okay.

He saw the two bigger figures crowding the small one, who looked to be trying to escape them.

So peter swung over to them quickly, landing right in front of the small figure to face the bigger ones.

"What's going on here?" He asked, his hands on his hips.

There were two men, who literally screamed pedophiles.

"Uhhhh," one of them said dumbly.

"We were just playing around, right princess?" The other one smirked, looking over Peter's shoulder.

Peter felt the person behind him grab his arm for comfort.

He webbed them up, and then gave them a very sweet lecture on harrasing people.

Then, with the authorities called, he turned to face the other person.

He choked for a second, when he saw that it was none other than Eugene Tompson.

"Hello, sir," he said, hoping his 'spider man voice' was different enough from his natural one that Flash wouldn't recognize it.

He was about to continue talking, but suddenly Flash lunged forward, hugging Peter tightly.

Peter was shocked, but hugged back so he wouldn't seem rude.

After all, Flash was a huge fan of Spider Man - who had just saved him.

"I can't believe you're real!" He squealed, "you just saved my whole life, spider man!"

"It was no trouble at all," Peter said.

He was glad he had a mask on, because Flash would definitely be offended at the discomfort on Peter's face.

Thirty minutes of Flash's rambling later, and Peter was swinging back to the tower.

All he wanted to do now was read.

He got back to the tower, heading to the main living quarters to get a snack from the kitchen.

He passed Thor and Scott on the way.

"Peter!" Thor yelled happily, "It's great to see you again, young Midgardian!"

"It's good to see you, too, Thor!" Peter said back, "and you too, Mr. Scott!"

"Oh please," Scott chuckled, "just Scott is fine."

"Okay, Scott!" Peter replied. "Hey, Thor? Is Mr. Loki here, too?"

"Yes, he's around here somewhere," Thor replied.

"Okay. Thanks, Thor!"

Peter went to the kitchen next, grabbing a bag of microwave popcorn.

He put it in the microwave for 2 minutes.

Once his popcorn was in a bowl, he started heading to his room.

When he got there, he noticed there had been a black cat following him around.

He let the cat into his room, shutting the door behind him.

"How'd you get in?" He asked to himself.

The cat jumped on to the bed, crawling into Peter's lap once Peter had sat down.

Peter gasped when he saw the cat's eyes.

They were a shockingly bright color of blueish green.

"Mr. Loki?" He said.

The cat perked up, and meowed at Peter.

"Woah, I forgot you were a shape shifter."

Loki rubbed his head against Peter's stomach, before nestling down to sleep.

Peter opened his book and began reading.

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Three hours later, Peter woke up to Thor bursting through his door.

"Peter! Have you seen my brother!" He asked frantically.

"Wu?" Peter said groggily, "oh yeah, he's with me."

Thor looked from the sleepy child to the cat curled up on his chest, sleeping soundly.

"Oh," Thor faltered, "I see. Sorry to intrude then. I thought he had left to get up to trouble. Sweet dreams then, young Midgardian. Sweet dreams, brother."

Thor left, and Loki's ears flicked.