Golden Days✓ Tony Stark [Book 3]

4: Tracker

I was wrong.

I ended up sleeping for seven hours, forty two minutes and nineteen seconds.

Okay, maybe I'm not so sure about the seconds but I did sleep for seven hours and forty two minutes.

And I still feel tired.

All I did was eat, shower and sit in front of the TV until Peter and Ned walked in, whispering among themselves.

"What's with the whispering?" I asked and the both of them jumped.

"Nothing!" They both exclaimed and I rolled my eyes.

"May's not coming home early tonight, she's picking up a double shift." I told them.

"Tell her. She's a superhero, she could help." Ned whispers.

"No. I'm not telling her." Peter whispered back and I rolled my eyes.

"She's right here and can hear everything you're saying." I said as I stood up from the sofa, stretching. "What did you not want to tell me about?" I asked as I grabbed the bags of Doritos from Peter.

"It's nothing Lis, we'll just head to the room." Peter says gesturing to our room.

"Ned?" I pressed and he tensed.

"Peter fought these bad guys last night and he thinks they're the guys supplying the weapons that those guys used to rob the bank. So he put a tracker on them today when we saw them and he thinks the tracker would lead them to the lair with the flying dude that dropped him in the lake." He breathes out and I smirk at Peter, who groans and glares at Ned.

"Dude!"

"What? I'm sorry okay? She was staring at me funny and I was nervous and you know I ramble when I'm nervous." Ned excused himself as Peter turned to me.

"You got dropped in a lake? I knew something was up with you." I scolded and Peter looks down.

"It's okay. That's not what's important. What's important now is that tracker." He tries to excuse and I sigh.

I put my hand out, excepting him to hand me the web shooters but they both just stared at me.

"The web shooters." I called out and they nodded as Peter pulls it off and drops it in my hand.

I turned around and walked towards the room and pause as they just stand there staring at me.

"Does this mean spiderman is grounded?" Ned whispers.

"I don't know. I think I can still swing with one web shooter." Peter whispered back, making me roll my eyes and turn to them, using my head to gesture to the room.

"C'mon."

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"This is so awesome." Ned says as I handed him the web shooters.

"I know, right?" Peter replied as I climbed on my bed, bags in hand.

Ned pokes it and the model becomes more defined. I drop one of the bags for them and Peter looks up.

"Thanks Lis." Ned says as Peter looks back down at the hologram.

"They're in Brooklyn." He notes.

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Ned is still studying the hologram and Peter is hanging upside down, eating from their bag. He occasionally tries to steal from my bag but it only ends with a smack to his wrist.

"Staten Island." Ned says.

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It's dark outside already. Ned is laying on the floor building the death star while Peter works at his desk and I am on the bed, working Peter's homework. Ned glances at the hologram.