❰𝟰.𝟭.𝟭❱ 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 ➣ {𝕡•𝕡} ❘ [ 𝖓𝖜𝖍 𝖝 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖗 ]

🕷❘ ⳨ⲟⳙⲅⲧⲩ ❘ 𝖠𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗂𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗉𝗍. 𝟤

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"What the hell, is going on out there?"  Peter 3 walked through a floor of the scaffolding as you helped up Peter, "I kept yelling at you, Peter 2, Peter 2—"

"I know, but I thought you're Peter 2?"

"What? I'm not Peter—"

"But, you are Y/N 2, right?" Y/N 2 pointed at her.

"No, I'm not!" Y/N 3 waved her hand about in frustration.

"Stop arguing, all of you! Listen to Peter 1 and Y/N 1!" Peter raised his voice, "Look, we're clearly not very good at this!"

"I know, I know. We suck,"  Peter 3 whined in agreement, "I— I don't know how to work as a team anymore,"

"Me neither," Peter 2 added.

"What they said," Y/N 2 shrugged.

"Well we do. We have been in a team, okay?" Peter 1 spoke, "I don't wanna brag, but I will. I was in the Avengers,"

"The Avengers?" Peter 2 sounded enthusiastic.

"Yeah,"

"That's great!"

"Thank you,"

"What is that?"

Peter 1 screwed his face in confusion, "Wait, what?"

"Wait, you guys don't have the Avengers?" You looked around at them.

"Is that a band? Are you in a band?" Peter 3 questioned eagerly.

"No, we're not in a band. No, the Avengers is are the Earth's Mightiest—"

"How is this helping?!" Peter 2 snapped, making all of clamp your mouths shut.

"Look, it's not important," Peter 1 brushed it off, "All we gotta do is focus, trust your tingle, and coordinate our attacks, okay?"

"We're all literally the same.... couple of people," You gestured around weakly, "We'll figure it out,"

"Yes. Okay. Let's pick one target," Peter 2 closed his eyes to concentrate.

"Right,"

"We take them off the board one at a time,"

"Now you got it. Okay—Peter 1," he pointed at himself, "Peter 2" he pointed at the older Peter, "Peter 3."

"Peter 3!" he repeated, raising his arms exasperated.

"Y/N 1," you pointed at yourself to recall the naming system.

"Y/N 2!" the one with short hair yelled.

"Y/N 3!" the one with long hair raised her hands.

"All right, let's do this,"

"No, wait, wait, wait, wait!" Peter 3 frantically grasped their shoulders and stopped them all in their tracks with extended arms, taking a deep breath, "I love you guys,"