Mutant in the Multiverse (Peter Parker x Reader)

🕷Chapter Five🕷

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Chapter Five

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"I can't believe I'm in the Sanctum Sanctorum."

"Neither can I."

One was much happier than the other, and despite the fact that this was an incredibly serious situation that could make or break the multiverse, Stephen's exasperation, Ned's excitement, and MJ's indifference were a hilarious mix.

"So how did you know you're a match for magic? Because my nanna says that we have it in and sometimes I get these tinglings in my hand-"

"You should talk to your physician."

MJ looked around and commented, "I thought this place would be cooler. Or, warmer I guess."

You waved your hand dismissively, "It was a magical issue, it's not like this all the time. We're sorry about dragging you into this MJ."

"You don't have to apologize to me," MJ shook her head, "Or to either of us, really. The two of you were just trying to do the right thing, just... let us know next time? We're a team, and we would have helped you."

Strange clapped his hands together to gain everyone's attention, "As of now, you have detected zero multiversal trespassers, so... get on your phones, scour the internet, and... Scooby-Doo this shit!"

MJ raised a brow, and you just knew that Strange was about to meet the full wrath of your best friend, "You're telling us what to do, even though it was your spell that got screwed up. Meaning that all of this is kind of your mess. You know, I know a couple of magic words myself, starting with the word 'please'."

The two stared each other down, and while Strange was one of the most powerful sorcerers on Earth, you knew he would not be winning this fight. When he sighed in defeat a few seconds later your suspicion was confirmed, "Please, Scooby-Doo this shit."

MJ smirked, Ned was mentally fangirling behind you - you knew that look on his face all too well - and Peter had a look on his face that was practically begging MJ to teach him her ways. Although Peter was a bit too cute and innocent-looking to pull off MJ's glares.

"You can work in the undercroft."

"The undercroft?"

The undercroft was about 50% badass. What could have been an amazing, ancient dungeon area was partially converted into a storage/laundry space. Modern wizards have to deal with modern problems, you supposed. It took some of the mysticism away but you got a good chuckle out of it so it wasn't that bad.

"A torture rack!" Ned exclaimed excitedly, rushing over to what looked like-

"That is a pilates machine," MJ deadpanned, turning to the part of the undercroft that was actually magical, "That is..."

"The crypt."

"Okay, so we get the rest of the guys. You zap them, Doctor Magic will send them back. And when we get into MIT, round of stale donuts, my treat," MJ simplified the plan with a small smile, much more optimistic than you had seen her since Peter's identity had first been revealed.

"Let's catch some multiverse men," Ned encouraged, holding up an unloaded crossbow he must have found lying around.

"Hey! Who the hell are these two?" The man the two of you captured asked.

"These are my friends. This is MJ and this is Ned."

"Hello."

You waved as well, "I'm (Y/n), by the way. I didn't really introduce myself earlier. What was your name again?"