Be there for you// Parley

The Show

*My god, it's the 37th chapter! How in hell have we reached 37K with 37 crappy chapters?!(Also how ironic is that?)  I honestly love you guys.. And with all that said, I don't want to hold this up anymore, here is the chapter that made me most emotional out of them all! I deeply hope that you enjoy, and that u hope this chapter doesn't let you down. Ly!*

No One's POV

The room was buzzing with excitement. Flash and his gang of 'friends' had just walked off after attempting to do martial arts, ending in something that made everyone just feel uncomfortable. Nothing could be worse, everyone thought, as they waited for the next act to walk on.

The teenagers working on stage crew were pulling off the failed acts equipment and pulling on a grand piano. The lighting crew pointed a singular spotlight at it. Illuminating it, making the shiny, black painted floor shine nearly as bright as the spotlight. Its shadow falling over the dark floor of the stage like its own carpet.

All lights were turned off apart from the singular one pointed at the piano. The whispers and bored mutters from quests started to die down, knowing that the last act was about to come on. The avengers, who were all wearing what they thought was a great disguise; a cap and glasses, were sat together, spreading over the two back rows.

They didn't want to get noticed and steal the show, after all they were there to be Harleys supportive family, not the ones that take his spotlight. And even though their disguises were awful, it worked to their aid, no one recognised them. They were happy and ready to see their kid preform, forgetting anything that could be bothering them.

"Shove off!" Scott muttered to Sam, who was kicking his chair from behind. "C'mon! You're going to make me drop my camera!" He whisper-yelled behind him. He indeed had brought his very own dad camera that would have been used in the early 2000s.

"That's ancient, Lang. Just use the StarkPhone I gave you; it has better quality than any other type of camera out there!" Tony said, watching Steve telling Sam off and Bucky snicker with Natasha.

Clint was on his phone, trying to see the best angle to record the performance on. Tony didn't worry about that; he stuck a camera on the back wall with FRIDAY hooked up to it so she could figure all that out by herself.

Stephan wanted it on his phone, so he had brought a selfie stick with him, much to Tony disgust as it wasn't even a Stark one. 'Betrayal of half your last name!' he had huffed, making sure to make a point by sitting next to Steve and not his husband.

Vision was trying to convince Wanda not to use her powers in a public place to hold up her phone to record Harley. He was failing until her father figure interviewed, "Honey, I don't think that's a good idea. Here," he passes her a selfie stick (which was a Stark one), "Use this, so no one sees your power. I know Tash would be annoyed if people noticed us and stole the show.."

She nods, taking the selfie stick and putting her phone in it. Vision silently thanked Clint and helped her before she threw it across the room because it wouldn't fit.

Meanwhile behind stage Harleys nerves were getting the better of him. Peter hadn't arrived yet and it was their go. He had peered behind the curtain and saw his family sitting at the back of the room, he noticed that they were missing Natasha and Bucky. "Fuck sake.." he muttered, making the assumption that they were sent to capture Peter because he was out as Spiderman. Harley was torn with wanting to go see if Peter was ok or going on stage and preform. But on look back at the crowd and catching the eye of Sofia in the front row made him take a deep breath, deciding to perform.

He waved at his daughter figure, and making her smile, also catching the attention of Alice and Wade, sitting on either side of her. They look to where she was pointing and they all wave to him. He smiles, trying to ignore Flash flipping him off.