The Lad in Red

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Monday night with May after the internship is back to relaxed, Peter's missed a calm and quiet night... he's also missed one other thing. "You're sure you're ready sweetie?" May asks from the couch, giving Peter one more hug before he stands. "I'm sure May", he stands, May grabbing his hand and stopping him. "Be safe", He nods before she asks, "and did you thank Tony?". Now he rolls his eyes, "yes May, for the flowers and food". She lets him go, Peter sneaking back for another hug before heading to his room, May once more shouting at him to be safe.

He slips into his Spider-Man suit and Mask, Karen lighting up the second it's on. "Do you want me to call Ned, MJ or Shuri?". Peter shakes his head, crawling out the window and up to the roof, "Shuri's asleep, MJ's got her soup kitchen shift today and Ned's with family".

Up in the roof he hears the motors of every car, feels the cold winds of Queens, the sun setting off the horizon, lights coming on through every household. "Besides, we're meeting up with someone else anyways", he jumps off, swinging across the skyline and up to their predetermined rooftop.

There, She was already waiting. "You're late". Peter lands graceful as ever, Nat turning around to face him, Peter scratching his neck awkwardly. "Sorry, lost track of time with May". She waves him off, smirking at the kid. "You ready kid?". Even though he's wearing a mask, she can tell he's smiling as he nods. "And you're sure you don't want to go to the tower?". His excitement slows, shaking. "Spider-Man's not really comfortable up there yet, and I owe Queens, can't just go that far out of nowhere and leave them behind".

"Then follow me", She jumps, taking off on her bike towards Flushing. Peter can only guess he's supposed to follow and even with his slinging he can just barely keep up. "Still on me?" Nat asks through the mask coms. "Don't count me out just yet", she can hear him smile. It's around 10 minutes before she stops, parking outside one of many traditional suburban houses in southern Flushing. Nat making him sneak in quietly through a back window to not arouse suspicion. "What is this?", Peter asks inside the house's living room.

An extremely... normal place. Pair of couches by a TV, oak dining set, adjacent kitchen. Decorated with pictures, paintings and plants from the porch to the patio, a stairway leading to the second floor of perfectly outfitted rooms. "It's a SHIELD safe house, or rather, my safe house", Nat explains, Pete naturally growing suspicious of the place. "Don't worry, there's no internal surveillance and It's locally hosted only. No record of you ever coming here and there never will be". He does relax, Spidey sense trusting her. "You can also take your mask off if you want, no one but me, Maria and Fury know of this place and they've never used it".

He does, both for comfort and courtesy, following Nat to what looks like a storage closet. "There's a secret room here isn't there?", he asks to Nat who was smirking and nodding her head. She presses her thumb on the backside of the handle, a secret print reader, the back of the closet opening up to a set of stairs. "A secret basement".

Walking down the stairs, Peter is amazed by the computer set up, the training platform and camera displays. "Wow", he sighs looking over the basement, wanting his own. "Glad to see you like it, cause this is where we're gonna train from now on".

"Excuse me?", He snaps his neck to her, him confused at her knowing smirk. "You said you don't want to go to the tower, this is my alternative", Nat explains, Peter's face dawned with understanding. "We're centre of Queens, so we can train here no problem". He gives Nat a quick hug, "thank you Ms Nat, I hope you don't mind". She hugs him back, for just a second before he moves back. "But not tonight, I've already been away for two months. If I'm gonna be Spider-Man then I'm giving Queens my all".

It forces her to smile, grabbing some of her gear before heading for the stairs, "then lets go, I needed to see you in action anyways". He slips his mask back on, rushing up after her, "alright, but you're helping". She smirks as they disappear into the night.

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