Radioactive - Parksborn

Part 29

Harry's POV

I had been testing a new box of elemental gadgets I ordered to my W.E.B office with Miles' help from his knowledge of electricity-proof fabric he uses on his suit, making sure they were fabric and armor friendly so that I could upgrade my Hobgoblin suit and armor plates, and so I had stayed late at W.E.B. Testing took so much longer than expected, and by the time I got home, I was burned out.

I got to our apartment and unlocked the door, leading myself to our room to see Peter...vlogging himself? He all of a sudden paused the video camera on his phone when he saw me come in. "Hey!" I said in a tone of happiness and surprise. "Hi, Har!" he chuckled rubbing the back of his neck.
"What's all this?" I asked after giving him a sweet kiss on the forehead.

"Oh- pfft, it's nothing.." Peter droned. "Hmm..is it nothing, though?" I questioned. Pete's eyes enlarged a bit and he just nodded. "Okay then, well if it's nothing, you wouldn't mind showing me...right?" I pacified. "That's not the case, actually." he declared. "In fact, it's so much of nothing, I might as well just delete it entirely!" he adds. "Pete wait-" I try to stop him before he does so. But he deletes it.

I sighed and rolled my eyes unimpressed. "Is there any reason in the slightest that you were vlogging? You haven't made a video of any sort since you got spider powers." I tried to explain to him. "I felt nostalgic for it, that's all," he adds. "Well hey, I believe you. I mean, I couldn't expect you to lie to me about it." I yawned.

"Right!" he says quickly. "Uh-huh," I question. "So how'd that mission go?" I asked him. "It...went horrible" he muttered. "Oh no that's not good, how so?" I questioned.
"First things first, I'm sorry Harry. I lied. Obviously. I'm vlogging to keep notice and track of new things to learn. Mr. Stark as usual is proud to invite me onto Avengers missions, but... I tend to mess things up. I don't get it though! I'm good at this stuff! So I've decided to do a video diary a week. To keep track of myself." he tells.

I sit there in utter shock. "What? That's absolutely blasphemy! You, are an excellent leader!" Harry tells. "I think that's the problem.  I'm an excellent leader to the web warriors. But I'm not the mature Spider-Man the Avengers think I could be." he tells. I shuffle to sit down next to him on his bed. "It's because being a leader isn't as important as working together. So tell me what happened after." I explain to him.

"Trust me, I know, I worked together with the Avenger Interns remember? But anyway, MODOK had completely hijacked the Avengjet and we went straight down into a deserted island. Frankly, I knew from experience a deserted island won't be mapped without a secret base on it. Mr. Stark said he liked strategy, which I admired of him to say because I didn't think I even had any! I'm just a scientist. But if it weren't for Doctor Strange we would've been goners. So, was me being there even useful?" He told.

I pulled Peter in to have his head lean on my chest and I combed his hair with my hand. "We all have our perks and strategies together. Just because you couldn't say that you saved everyone on the team, doesn't mean you didn't do anything. I'm so proud of you. You do have a strategy. You do have scientist smarts. Sure, you're formal around us and more with down with the plan with the Avengers, but who said you need to be a copy of them? You are a Parker! You are a superhero too! Take your time, and figure yourself out. You got this."
I let him know.

He just sighed. "I just wish...I just wish I could have a different mindset... I dunno, just use a mind that is smarter than I could think to be. One who knows what he's doing." He tells. "Peter," I sigh. You can't just be powerful you know.. You know that with great power-" He interrupts me before I can forgive him. "I don't need to hear the ol' Parker advice," he says. "Well I did, and look where it got me," I told him.

"Where?" he asked. "With you." I booped his nose. He started giggling and I couldn't help but start giggling too. "Har, is that true?" he asked. "Yes!" I groan. "Wow, I didn't know that saying meant so much to anyone other than me," he tells. "Maybe you can rethink what you wanted." I told him. "Hehe.. Yeah. Maybe." he laughed.