PASTRIES | ꜱᴘɪᴅᴇʏᴄʜᴇʟʟᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴋᴀᴛᴇʟᴇɴᴀ

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It was an acceptable afternoon.

After a busy morning, there was only one customer in the shop. A skinny boy was sitting by the side, spaced out.

"One large caramel latte and chocolate donut for Peter Parker?" MJ shouted, looking at him. Peter's head raised, he stood up, and started walking towards the counter.

Peter Parker. Peter... Parker... She knew that name. But from where?

"I'm the only person here... Why'd you have to yell?" He said.

"I just like doing it."

"Yelling? You like yelling?"

"Sometimes."

Peter looked confused. MJ had no emotion on her face whatsoever.

Peter collected his food and drink.

"You know, I've just realised I know nothing about you." MJ said.

The confusion and amusement on Peter's face instantly disappeared.

"I'm trying to keep it that way." He uttered softly as he turned towards the door.

"Wait!" MJ yelled.

He stopped in his tracks and turned around.

MJ feigned confrontation.

"What are you hiding, Peter?"

Peter looked like he was reminiscing on some memory.

"You probably won't care." He said as he left the shop and went into an alleyway.

MJ saw, from the same alley Peter entered, New York's very own Spider-Man swing out.

Could Peter be... no. That's out of the question.

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Kate was in Hummingbird Park, looking for blond, braided hair, but alas, there were none.

"Kate Bishop!" She heard.

She turned around to see Yelena in a... brown wig?

"Hey, Yelena... What's with the wig?"

"Remember, I'm an ex... you know, can't say it in public."

"That doesn't answer my-"

"It's a safety thing, now, let's go get drinks."

"Drinks? What about the park?"

"You were very late. Parks are a nightmare this late."

"Wha- I texted you saying I was gonna be late!"

"I was already here. What do you expect me to do, go back and un-be here? Besides, you promised drinks."

"I cannot argue with that. Okay, let's go!"

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MJ was at home, organizing her closet, when she found a sketchbook. Her old sketchbook from 2020. She flipped through the pages.

Flash Thonpson in crisis.
Coach Wilson in crisis
Peter in crisi-

What?

She did a double take. How could she have sketched Peter? She never knew Peter before he came to the shop, though because of the weird memory flash things she's been having, she was seriously doubting that fact.

She put the sketchbook down, pulled out her phone, and began texting.

RASPBERRY MICHELLO
hey

RASPBERRY MICHELLO
yo ned

RASPBERRY MICHELLO
nedddddd

NEDWARD CULLEN
?

RASPBERRY MICHELLO
remember corner guy?

NEDWARD CULLEN
wb corner guy?

RASPBERRY MICHELLO
his name is Peter Parker

NEDWARD CULLEN
no cap that name legit sounds so familiar tho?

RASPBERRY MICHELLO
and here's the kicker.

RASPBERRY MICHELLO
i found him in my sketchbook

RASPBERRY MICHELLO
from 2020.

NEDWARD CULLEN
wha?

RASPBERRY MICHELLO
ik

NEDWARD CULLEN
maybe he went to the same high school as us?

RASPBERRY MICHELLO
then how do we not remember him

NEDWARD CULLEN
idk maybe he forgot

RASPBERRY MICHELLO
oh and also i think i saw him turn into spiderman sooo

NEDWARD CULLEN IS TYPING...

NEDWARD CULLEN
you just decided to leave that part out???

RASPBERRY MICHELLO
i think we have a spider to hunt.

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"And then I gave her my vest." Yelena shared.

"Really?" Kate asked.

"Yep."

"Right after destroying the Red Room?"

"Seemed like the appropriate time... also the last time I saw her."

Yelena's eyes were teary.

"Lena... You miss her a lot, don't you?"

"Every day." Yelena sighed.

"I can't speak for Natasha, because I never knew her... but I have a feeling she's very proud of you."

Yelena faced Kate.

"Hey, are you an angel? Because you look like one, and I bet you'll be able to cook a very good omelette for me." A heavily intoxicated man approached Kate.

"Um, no thanks." Kate rejected.

"Oh... playing hardball, huh?" He insisted further.

Yelena approached the man.

"She's not very interested in-"

"Me? What's not to love about me?" The man interrupts.

Yelena's jaw clenches and she puts her arm around Kate's shoulder.

"First of all, you're a misogynistic prick."
Yelena deadpans.

"Oh, so this is your little girlfriend, huh? Two is better than one, I guess."

Kate punches him in the face, while Yelena twists his arm.

"Leave. This. Bar. Now." Yelena quietly says.

Yelena lets go of his wrist, and the man runs out the door, screaming.

"You didn't have to do that."

"I wanted to, Kate."

"Why?"

"I... I care about you, Kate Bishop. And I know you do too."

Kate tries to play it off.

"What? Pshhhh, no!"

"The blush says otherwise."

"Alright. Yeah, I do."

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A/N
Sorry for not updating sooner.
School has been a nightmare and I didn't really want to continue. But here's the second chapter anyways.