Our Heroes (mlb x pjo x avengers)

(7) Demigods? Nahh Secret Agents More Like

Nico snorted as Marinette fell on her face.

He slipped deeper into the shadows and made his way to her. 

"Hey, Marinette," he said while holding his hand out for her, not forgetting to switch his necklace back to 'French mode.' 

"Nico? How did you get in?" Marinette exclaimed, taking his hand, allowing herself to be pulled up. 

Nico gave her a look of amusement, "I told you we'd sneak in, didn't I? I can't believe you doubted our awesomeness."

Marinette gave him a confused yet astounded look and chuckled. "Wait, you mean Will is here too?"  She glanced around and saw Nico's sunny counterpart talking to two of the students who came from New York. "Do you know the foreigners?"

Nico looked at her strangely and sighed, "No, remember our school is already on summer break. We've never met these people before. But nothing stops Will from making new friends..."

Marinette laughed, wanting to set her hand on his shoulder but remembered quickly that he disliked physical contact. 

"Also, I'm pretty sure they think that me and Will are from this school. Looks like we're gonna be playing as double agents today," Nico said almost excitedly. "The Parisians will think we're from the Americans' high school and the Americans will think we're from this school. Perfect plan, no?" 

Marinette laughed and said, "I have no idea, but good luck with that." 

Suddenly, Alya rushed to Marinette with Nino in tow. "I've been looking for you everywhere. It's so crowded with all these students here," she huffed, out of breath from searching the crowd for her friend. She noticed Nico and asked, "Who's this?"

Nico internally groaned, not wanting to partake in another awkward conversation. "I'm Nico, I came from New York." He didn't offer any more information than that, already feeling drained from the number of people he's talked to within the half-hour. 

Luckily, Marinette noticed and stepped in, "He just came to Paris. Adrien and I have been online friends with him and his boyfriend, Will, for...a while." She knew to keep Nico and Will's cover story in play. After all, she was used to lying to people these days. 

Adrien entered and immediately caught sight of Will's sparkly aura and approached him. "Will! You guys were being serious about sneaking in?" he whispered. 

Will just gave him a knowing smile and a wink, "Well, duh. We obviously had to take this  opportunity."

Adrien smiled. It felt nice to have more friends, especially ones like Will and Nico. He felt so close to them despite only knowing them for three days. Will snapped him out of his reverie as he pulled the two groups of friends into one so that he could be near Nico again. 

"Marinette! This is Peter, Ned, and MJ from New York," Will said in French, playing into his role of fooling the students about which school he was from. The Parisians will think that he knows the Americans well and the Americans will think he knows the Parisians well. Perfect plan. What could go wrong? 

Marinette smiled at them. "Hello," she said, one of the few English words she knew. 

Adrien looked at her fondly and came to her rescue with his language skills, "I'm Adrien, this is  Marinette, Alya, and Nino." 

"Woah, you're bilingual too!" Ned exclaimed in awe. 

Will replied, "Actually, Adrien's learning tons of languages right now so he's basically multilingual."

Adrien rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly while the other Parisians had no idea what was being said in this exchange other than Adrien introducing them. 

"It's going to be difficult to get over this language barrier," the new group of friends and acquaintances thought. 

Their introduction got cut short as Principal Damocles and an English-speaking translator stepped up. "Welcome, all. I'm glad to see you've arrived from New York safely..."

Nico and Will stopped paying attention a few words in. They weren't even students after all so there was really no point. Peter and Ned appeared to be paying attention while MJ had taken to watching the students around her instead. Marinette and her friends sighed, preparing themselves for one of their Principal's famous unnecessarily long speeches. 

After what felt like an eternity, Principal Damocles dismissed everyone to their respective classes. Most of the students had started sitting and lying on the ground within the first ten minutes due to boredom. They slowly got up and began chattering excitedly once again. Nico groaned, not wanting to get up from his comfortable position on the floor, resting on Will's shoulder.

Will planted a small kiss on his forehead and pulled him up, whispering in Ancient Greek, "Come on, angel. You're the one who wanted to go undercover in this school for entertainment." 

Nico replied in the same language, "Yeah, 'cause Aphrodite didn't give us anything to do. But that doesn't mean I suddenly have the energy to attend a class. I haven't attended a class since...I was, like, ten."

Will laughed at the cute antics of his boyfriend and helped him up, following Marinette's lead as she showed them their classroom. What they didn't notice was Peter looking at them strangely. 

"What language was that?" he thought, his enhanced hearing having picked up on it. He quickly put on the high-tech glasses that Mr. Stark had given him. "Hey, can you see what language that was?" he quietly asked the AI. 

The AI took a few seconds to reply, "It is difficult to pinpoint exactly, but it shares some Greek-like qualities. It is most likely Ancient Greek."

Peter took the glasses off and let them hang on his shirt, not knowing if he'd need them again. "Ancient Greek?" he thought. "Why do they know how to speak that?"

Peter shrugged the thought off. Maybe they were just interested in stuff like that, or they had a Grecian heritage. Nothing to get suspicious over. He followed the others into the classroom. 

Ms. Bustier greeted them and directed the foreigners to seats that had been set up for them in their small classroom. 

Nico and Will silently hung in the back of the classroom and blended into the shadows, sitting on chairs to not seem suspicious if anyone noticed them. 

"So, class, I was thinking," Ms. Bustier started.

This fic is like the source of my sanity rn I literally have nothing else to do or energy to do anything else  whichever it is 

Also u may have noticed but i love soft solangelo hehe 

I promise the other characters will have their time to shine too I'm getting thereeee 

leave votes and comments plssss i don't wanna sound like I'm talking to myself fr its awkwarddd