Arachnid and Potato Gun

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A/N:...........................yes Harleys 'ere bya

Harley Kenner, an very intelligent boy for his age. He had almost everything. Looks, brains, brood and a billionaire for a mentor. One faithless night, there was a knock on the door. Harley rushed over and pulled it open to reveal a policeman.

"can I help ya' officer" Harley asked Bashfully.
"kid I'm sorry" the cop began, removing his hat, lowering it to his chest before meeting the boys eyes again. 
Harley felt a ping in his heart, he could almost feel the tears ready to spill.
"your mother was in a car accident, she, she didn't survive" the cop sighed before leaving.

Harley was completely shocked, he stood there speechless, hot tears streaming down he soft cheeks "oh mama" Harley whispered.

a week Later.

Harley was boarding the plane for New York, Tony was somehow informed of this infamous incident , it took a lot of will power to convince Harley to stay with Tony at the Tower. 
If anything Harley got his stubbornness behavior from him.

Boarding off the plane, Harley breathed in the 'fresh' air on New York City. An unfamiliar  black porch pulled up in front of him, Harley raised his eyebrow clenching harder onto his bag. The window slowly rolled down, and Harley was met with a familiar face. He smiled as he's former  mentor. "You gonna hop on or what" Tony said adding his usual sass.


~momentos latio UnU~ 

They finally arrived, going up the elevator, sharing small talk and a few laughs. the elevator door dings signaling that they've arrived on the chosen floor. As they evacuated the elevator, they were met with a group of people staring.

Harley was met with a bunch of "hey's" and "long time no see". after setting up and unloading, Harley made his way to the kitchen. 'hm Bucky's baking cookies' He was used to Steve baking but Bucky's were, lets keep it to ourselves, Better.
The was a ding and out came the most cutest boy to walk into Harleys life.

"hey Mr. Stark, Hey everyone" The brunette said with an adorable smile, in his eyes.
the feeling of his cheeks heating up. 'goddamn, thas a cutie' He thought.

"oh hello" the boy said as he stood in front of Harley, smiling bashfully. "I'm Peter, nice to meet you"
"Harley" He said holding out a hand to shake Peter's.

~glad you caught up now for present events~

Its been a month almost 2 weeks since Harley's been living with the Avengers, peter included, and everyone's grown fond of him, Harley was aware that Peter is spiderman so no problemo's meno's. There jokes shared from previous events from way before they met Peter, everyone was at dinner, joking and remembering things they did in the past, Peter sat there silently, Peter didn't really feel hungry anymore, so he set his dinner to the side and went straight to bed.

Even Sam of all people grew fond of Harley, He never liked Peter and he didn't know why. Peter tried everything to get the man to like him, but nothing, so of course he was jealous of Harley.

It wasn't the first time this  had happened, Peter sighed as he heard their continuous laughter.
He sat by his desk finishing the group project, He's NS teacher assigned partners of 3, and of course he was stuck with Brad and Flash.

He was bullied into doing their share of the project, so research, essay and the model. 
it was currently 00:03 am and Peter was finally finished with the project, deciding it was good enough he went to bed.


The next Day Peter woke up a bit more cheerful, he hoped he's super-fam have remembered what today was. He jumped out of bed, getting heading to the shower, he was so happy he sang for 45 minutes in the shower, he was finally turning 16 how. He got out of his room wearing a science pun T-shirt that said 'if you believe in 'telekinesis raise your right hand' he got that from he's aunt before the incident. Tears aside he ran down to the kitchen where Steve was making his famous pancakes. Peter sat down munching it up, he finished and sat his dish in the sink as the others came flooding in like a wave. a mixture of grumbling stomachs and tired groans.

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