POV: Peter
When everyone on the group chat gives names that correspond exactly with the Avenger's, I know either someone thought it would be fun to prank me (isn't Loki the Norse god of mischief?) or I literally have had a face to face conversation with Loki of Asgard. Honestly, no one I know would prank me, so I'm leaning towards the latter. Also because Tony (not Stark, yeah right) happened to know Stark Industries needed an intern. I realize then though that I am on a group chat with the freaking Avengers and someone called Mr. J. Which is so insane I don't know where to begin. First of all, why is Loki hanging out at public libraries in New York and not in Asgard? Second of all, why does he know all the Avengers and why is he in a position to make a group chat with a random kid and all of them? And why is Tony Stark hinting he wants me as an intern?
This is totally a prank. It cannot be legit. The entire point of the Avengers is that they're too busy to hang out with random kids from the library. I mean, they have to save the world almost every two seconds. Because the world's that sucky. I met one of the people who tried to take over the freaking world? How am I alive? And not like... stabbed? Or exploded? Or tied up somewhere about to be stabbed?
I decide to push the thoughts out of my mind and focus on my web formula. More importantly, what I can do with it. Now I can actually do something, do good. Great responsibility, here I come.
I swallow the lump in my throat and sketch out web shooter designs. Two compartments, maybe three, and I want a trigger I can reach with my hand I'm aiming with. Something on my palm should work, and maybe it could go on my wrist. Then I could make it a part of the suit.
I sketch out a design, then look back at Mr. Stark's text. He was implying that I could make it. I'd have to ask Aunt May if she thought I should apply. Of course, I know she'd probably ask me where I got on a group chat with the Avengers. Maybe I'll just say I found it online and explain my group chat later.
I spend a while finding it and there's thousands of entries already. I doubt I'll make it in, but I fill out the survey thing and press all the buttons except submit.
My phone beeps and the top of the screen says Mr. L: Hey kid would you mind distracting me for a second?
I tap on it and the text chain opens, the one without the Avengers. Interesting, maybe Loki is my stalker?
Mr. L
I'm kind of extremely busy doing absolutely nothing right now if you could distract me that'd be nice
You Oh okay. I have a question, actually.
Mr. L
What is it?
You
I can't straight up ask him if he's Loki. That would be insane.
Do you think I'll actually get Mr. Stark's internship?
Mr. L
Well, I have to admit you understood your science project better than I did
You
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My fault (The true story of Ultron and a buncha chaos)
Fanfiction(ACTUALLY CONCLUDED) Neither Loki or Tony really had a good father, and when Peter Parker finds his way into their lives after Uncle Ben died, they both decide to give him what they never had. On top of that, Ultron's story has more to it than anyon...
