stark, peter parker

xi. a serious conversation about your taste in music

"so, what are you going to do?" happy asked no one in particular.

"a plan." peter nodded, realizing he didn't yet have one. "right. i can't call my friends because he's tracking their phones." he turned to happy. "give me your phone."

the man patted at his pockets. "my cell phone? yeah. okay. here."

peter took it from him, looking down at the device and then back at happy. "what's your password?"

"'password.'" he said simply.

the boy shook his head. "no, what is your password?"

"'password'," happy repeated, "the word. spell that- 'password'."

peter sent him an incredulous look. "you're the head of security and your password is 'password'?"

"forehead of security." kodie corrected from the front seat.

happy turned to look at her. "i– i don't feel good about it either." he admitted to peter.

peter fumbled with the keys on happy's phone before finding flash thompson's instagram livestream. "hello, governor." flash's fake british accent echoed throughout the jet. "cup of tea for you? i'm gonna be in london soon." he announced to his minimal audience.

"they're in london." peter said to happy. "i need a suit."

"suit?" happy questioned, sending dakota a knowing smile. she was sitting in the cockpit of the jet, so she pressed a button on the console in front of her, and peter watched as the back of the jet opened up to reveal a workshop of sorts. peter, amazed, put his hand on a scanner, watching as the console activated.

peter seemed confused. "okay, um– bring up everything you have on spider-man." he said, watching as the console opened holograms of different suit designs. "yeah, open that." he said, opening a secondary file. "okay, no, no, no–" he mumbled, scrolling through different weapons. he opened up a web shooter, putting his hand through it, watching as it attached to his arm. "what?" he asked, finally noticing kodie and happy looking at him proudly.

"nothing," happy said, sending dakota a smile, "you take care of the suit, i'll take care of the music." he said to peter, turning on back in black by a/dc as he joined dakota in sitting in the cockpit.

peter smiled, looking over his shoulder mid-work. "oh, i love led zeppelin!" he called.

dakota sent him a shocked look from the front. "led zeppelin?" she called back, astounded that he didn't know that the iconic song was by ac/dc.

"yeah, isn't that who sings this? back in black, i hit the sack?" he asked, not really looking up from the suit.

"we are going to have to have a serious conversation about your taste in music." his girlfriend replied, turning the volume up.

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dakota and happy were now on the phone with nick fury. "what do you want?" the man asked, clearly not wanting to talk to happy.

"over at mr. stark's, going through his belongings." happy explained, giving a coded message. "there was a surfboard you left behind."

"what?" fury asked.

happy continued. "people there said they didn't think nick fury was a surfer, but i said: 'appearances can be deceiving.'"

"it's not mine." fury said. "and don't ever call again."

kodie turned to peter. "fury's got the coded message. mr. idiot," she said, about flash, "is at the tower bridge. he called it london bridge, but the sign behind him said the opposite."

"i'll scoop them up, okay?" happy said. "we're close. how's the suit?"

"almost done." peter replied.

"kodes, what are you gonna be doing?" happy asked, turning to look at the girl next to him.

she shrugged her shoulders in response. "not sure. i'll do whatever i can to help peter, but i don't think i'll be much help against the drones. my suit's too bulky to be of much help-- i can't swing around the illusion like peter can. plus, i can't afford to get a malfunction up there, that'll ruin everything."

happy nodded. "okay, so walk me through it. i know it's illusion tech."

peter nodded. "all i have to do is get inside the illusion, then i can take it down, find him, and he's just a guy, so i can take edith right back."

"right," he nodded, "but last time, you got hit by a train."

"true, but this time.." peter trailed off. "how do i explain this?uh..  the reason i'm better off going into the illusion than kodie is i... i have a sixth sense."

happy nodded his agreement. "the peter-tingle." he said. "that's what you're talking about, right? it's not working, though. i heard it wasn't working right now. is it?"

peter, who hated the name 'peter-tingle', let out a sigh. "it is working."

happy smiled. "so you got the peter-tingle. that's the plan. i'm gonna go get your friends. kodes, if you want to come with that would be really cool. you get that peter-tingle back online. we got this."

dakota nodded, amused by how into this happy was. "yeah, i'll go with you to get his friends. peter if you need anything you have to promise me you'll call, okay? i'll be going to get fury, too, so you need to let me know if you need help."

peter smiled as he looked down at her; she had gotten up and was now standing next to him. "hey, hey, it'll be okay. you just make sure fury knows what's up, and get ned and mj and everyone else out of there. i'll be okay, you don't need to worry about me."

she let out a sigh, not wanting to let out just how worried she was. "i feel like i'm not being helpful, like i should be doing something-"

"no, hey." peter cut her off. "you being here? that's giving me so much strength. more than you can even imagine, okay? you don't need to do anything else, just let me handle beck and you keep the drones away from my class, okay?"

she nodded, though her eyes were slightly glossed over. she hated feeling helpless.

"hey." peter said, lifting her chin with his fingers. "it's going to be okay. and when this is all over, maybe we can still make it to paris, right?"

dakota smiled. "paris." she agreed.