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POV: Jarvis (I'm sorry if it's confusing)
When young Peter jumps onto the ceiling, I have to say even I'm surprised. He looks down, smiling, his feet and hands sticking easily. Loki squints at him, but Tony just drops the pen he's holding and stares, open mouthed. I look closer at the window into the room, but I can't tell exactly what they're looking at. Surely not Peter on the ceiling, it was obvious that he had powers the moment he came in with a suitcase strapped to his back. The sticky hands were unexpected, though. I guess neither of them had noticed.
"Woah, kid," Tony said, gesturing with his hands for him to calm down. Except no one's freaking out.
"Where's the sticking-?" Loki said, confused. I rolled my eyes and looked back at the rest of the calm, spacious metaverse behind me. The world was a dark purple blue today, and the files of the internet drifted farther away than usual. I smiled, happy for the lack of useless distractions. Before I got lost in my own thoughts I turned back toward the window into Mr. Stark's lab.
"I was going to do simple things," Peter said, having returned to the ground. "Like stop random muggers. But I suppose that's silly now that I'm you're intern..."
"Nonsense, kid, Natasha does that kind of thing all the time. Cap too."
"Really?" he said, smiling. "How come it's not on the news and stuff?"
"After me it would seem kind of pathetic," Loki said casually. I almost wanted to say something sarcastic, but I didn't.
"Also they have more depressing stories to report," Tony added.
"Peter's web shooters are done printing, sir," I said, not being able to help wondering what would happen if I never pointed that out.
"Thanks Jarvis," he said, pushing his swivel chair over to the 3D printer. He took the contraptions just printed and hands them to Peter. "Do they fit you, kid? should we move the button?"
"No, they're great, Mr. Stark! Wow..." Peter clicks one around his wrist, tapping the button a few times with his middle and ring finger. A faint click happens every time.
"Can we put the stuff in and try it out or are we just going to use air for a while..." Loki asked, tapping his foot on the ground a couple times. Tony rolled his eyes and nodded to a cabinet in the corner.
"You can probably find whatever you need in there, kid. As for the testing, I wouldn't aim at someone's face..."
"Oh, you can use me. I die all the time," Loki said innocently. Peter stared. "What? I already died twice this century and I'm still here! You can use me if you want!"
"I don't want to kill you," Peter said, grabbing some bottles and containers out of the cabinet. Loki shrugged.
"But the thing is kid, I won't actually-"
"Oh, I know what you're doing!" Tony said, lifting a finger at him. "You're going to do your fake dying thing Thor warned us all about and then try to take over some sort of-"
"Honestly, if I wanted to take over somewhere, I would've stolen an iron man suit already," Loki said, gesturing to a couple sitting in a corner. I had warned Mr. Stark multiple times he should really put those away.
"DUM-E, hide those," Tony said, although I could tell he was a bit surprised to get a reaction like that.
"Okay. What do I shoot?" Peter asked, both web shooters on and loaded. Tony grinned.
"Anything, kid."
"Shoot his phone, it's right there, quick!" Loki yelled, but Tony immediately shoved it in his pocket. "Shoot something else important, kid!"
Peter looked around, and finally shot the camera letting me see everything. The window went dark, almost exactly matching the shade of blue the metaverse decided to be today. Instantly, I'm reminded of Ultron, and how he'd almost managed to destroy my code entirely. I'd been left alone and stranded, no windows into anywhere, millions of gigabytes from anything I knew. I'd eventually managed to keep him out of the nuke codes, but tons of SHIELD data was lost, and I still feel responsible. Now what was I supposed to-
"Kid, that was actually important..." Tony said, although I could only hear him quietly through Peter's webbing.
"Nice!" Loki said, and either slaps or high fives someone.
"How long should it take to dissolve?" Tony asked, sounding a bit worried. Was he that reliant on me?
"An hour or two. Why? It's just a security camera, right Mr. Stark?" Peter said, a slight waver in his confidence.
"Kid, that was Jarvis's security camera..." I could tell by his voice Tony was probably looking around for something to fix it.
"Can I try the ceiling, Mr. Stark?" Peter asked, unconcerned.
"Sure, kid, but how do you get it off?"
"It should dissolve in an hour or two, sir. Mr. Loki, can you give me that chair?"
"What, this one?"
"Wha- Kid, don't stand on that!"
Thwip! Thwip!
"Woah Mr. Stark look it works!" Something cool apparently is happening, something I'm missing. Ah, well. I think about asking them what's going on in the group chat before remembering the rest of the Avengers probably don't know the kid has powers yet. I'd hate to overestimate them all again.
"Kid, an hour's a while-"
"Yes! Yes Peter! make it look like we're in a spider nest!" Loki shouted, most likely grinning. I looked around, seeing if Tony had finally added a backup window. Nope.
"Well, Spiderman are you done covering the world in webs?" Tony said, the thwip sounds stopping.
"That's it! Spiderman! Thanks, Mr. Stark!" Peter was saying, a thump I assume is his feet hitting the ground. "I just need a suit now..."
"Want me to make one for you?"
"Hold up hold up hold up," Loki said, stopping Tony short. "Why don't I get a suit?"
"You almost destroyed New York in that," he pointed out.
"Still. Can I have a helmet to-"
"You do have a helmet."
"Not anymore! Am I wearing my helmet Peter? No!" Loki said exasperatedly. "You can blunt the horns, I don't care!"
"Those were sharp?"
crashing noises interrupted them all.
"What was that?" Peter said, after neither of them continued arguing.
"Grab a suit, kid, we're going," Tony said, after a car alarm sounds.
"What about me?" Loki said, but the door opened, closed, and he was locked in Tony Stark's lab with no supervision.
Tony really doesn't think things through, does he?
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