The Mimic - One-Shots

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Overview: Y/n meets the other Peters. (This isn't canon, but I've always wanted to write them all interacting! Let's just say in this version she never blamed Peter for what happened during endgame. Peter 1 is Tom, Peter 2 is Tobey, and Peter 3 is Andrew.)

Word count: 2,111

Warnings: None!

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"Pete?!"

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Y/n had heard what happened. It had been all over the news. His identity being revealed, the crazy villains attacking the city, and now May was gone.

She had been planning on taking a flight from Budapest to New York, but after seeing the news of May's death, y/n couldn't be patient. She had to get to the poor kid. He had nobody left. So, y/n teleported. She teleported all the way to New York.

After years of barely using her powers, the teleporting was definitely rough. She wasn't as accurate as she used to be, and let's just say she gave a family a heart attack when she randomly appeared in the middle of their kitchen. But that didn't matter. She had to get to Peter.

Y/n searched everywhere. His apartment, the roof where they'd usually hang out, she even checked the rubble of the compound. He was nowhere to be seen, and there was no point in checking anywhere street-level. Angry mobs were desperately trying to track him down. Of course he wasn't going to sit in central park. So, there was only one place left to check.

The school.

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Ned, MJ, Peter, Peter, and Peter were all sat in the science lab when y/n burst in. They had been busy creating the cures for each villain, but their attention was quickly diverted to the loud crash of the doors opening.

None of the Peters hesitated in firing their webs at her. They didn't even check who it was. They just fired as many webs as possible, expecting it to be one of the many villains trying to kill them. Hell, MJ and Ned even threw a few books.

Y/n caught the books, but she wasn't able to dodge all the webs. She stood in the doorway, sopping wet from the rain outside, and now covered in sticky webs. "Hello to you, too." She sighed in an unamused tone, reaching up to peel away the webs that were covering her eyes. Fireballs erupted from her palms, shooting them down at her feet to melt away the webs sticking her to the ground. Her mouth opened to speak again, but, as she looked up, she was stunned into silence.

It wasn't just one Peter. There were three Peters. Yes, they all looked different, but it was pretty obvious by the way two of them were preparing t fire at her again.

Everybody was stunned into silence. MJ and Ned were shocked that they'd just thrown books at y/n, Peter 1 was surprised that y/n was even in the same room as him, and Peter 2 and 3 were dumbfounded at the fact that fire had just erupted from her palms.

Peter 3 pointed at y/n, eyes wide as he scanned around the room to check if everyone else had seen the fireballs. He struggled to form words, his mouth just opening and closing every so often. "She-" He paused, laughing a little out of shock. He knew that magic was real in this universe, but this was another level of surprise for him. "Did she just-"