Jump {Marvel OC Fanfic}

Peter Becomes A Vlogger

 "Bye May." I set down my bags to give my aunt another hug. She pulls out of my hug and puts her hands on my shoulders.

"Please stay safe." She says. I can tell she's worried. "And keep your brother out of trouble. You know how he gets."

"Oh trust me. I know." I glance over to Peter's bedroom where he's finishing packing. "I'll make sure my little brother stays safe." I say just loud enough for Peter to hear and put special emphasis on 'little brother.'

The next thing I know, I hear a muffled "HEY!" from my twin's room.

"Oh stop whining!" I call out. I look at my aunt and shake my head. "Are you done yet, Peter?!"

"Almost!"

I look down at my watch. "Happy is going to be here in 5 minutes! We can't be late."

"Alright! Hold your horses!" I hear a click and Peter's door opens. He lugs his suitcase into the living room. "I'm ready."

"Finally," I say, slightly annoyed. He walks over to where Aunt May and I are standing.

"Are you ready?" He asks me.

"As ready as I can be." I shrug. Peter smiles. All of a sudden, Aunt May pulls us both into a hug.

"Now you two stay safe out there alright? I don't want you two getting hurt." I can hear in her voice that she's worried about us. This is the first time we've really gone anywhere without her.

"We'll be okay, May," Peter assures her.

We grab our bags and walk outside to the street. We stand chatting for a minute and then we see a black car pull up. The window rolls down and we see that it's Tony's assistant Happy.

"Alright, kids. Put your stuff in the trunk. We have to get going." He says. Ironically, Happy doesn't sound very... happy.

I lift the trunk and put my suitcase in. I walk around to the door and get into the backseat. Then the other door opens and my brother sits on my left. But before he closes the door I call out. "Bye May!"

"Goodbye, Aunt May," Peter says

"Goodbye, you two." She smiles.

Peter closes the door and Happy starts driving away. All I can think about is what possibly Berlin could hold for us.

We drive in silence for about 10 minutes until all of a sudden, I hear.

"New York, Queens. It's a rough place but hey it's home."

I whip around to see my brother filming out the window while narrating in a deep voice. I blink a few times to make sure what I'm seeing is actually happening.

"What are you-" I start but I get cut off by Happy.

"Who're you talking to?"

Peter turns and starts filming out the front window.

"No one. Just making a little video of the trip."

"You know you can't show it to anyone?"

"Yeah, I know."

"Then why are you narrating in that voice?"

"Mmm. 'Cause, it's fun."

I can't help but roll my eyes at my brother. These are the times when I can't believe we're twins.

"Fine."

"Uhh." Peter starts. "So why do they call you Happy?"

"Peter!" I scold.

Just then the divider wall between the front and back seats is lifted. Now it's just me and Peter.

"You deserved that," I tell him.

"Oh be quiet Essie. I was just asking a question."

"You can't just ask someone why they're called what they're called! It's insensitive." I scold lightly.

Now Peter is just ignoring me and that's fine. We ride to the airport in silence.

 We roll up and get out of the car. I grab my bag out of the trunk and start walking toward the plane. I hear Peter and Happy talking behind me. I only catch the word "bathroom" coming from my brother. I roll my eyes again as is normal with him.

The three of us walk onto the plane. Peter is still filming and says something like "no pilot!? Cool..." I sigh, pick a seat, and take out my phone. My hands were shaking so I need a distraction. Especially from Peter. This is going to be a long plane ride.

The plane ride was mostly uneventful except for when Peter crept up and filmed Happy sleeping for a quick second. I could barely contain my laughter. But then Happy almost woke up so we decided to leave him alone. Now the picture of him sleeping is my contact picture. I may find my brother annoying at times but I can't help but love some good hijinks.