A year to Remember. Part 3, The Conclusion

Hell Knowth no Fury

"You're welcome here any time sweetie", May waves from her doorstep, Peter half way through it, while Shuri stood on the other end. "Thanks May-xcellence, dinner was great and so were the stories". Those 'stories' were as many embarrassing tales May could recall from a younger Peter, Shuri thickening her blackmail folder for him.

The rest of May's dinner over with Shuri went splendidly. Shuri even picked Peter up from school, and while the Wakandan embassy plates did arouse some attention, Peter jumping into the back seat was probably the most boring explanation the class could come up with.

May's food was excellent, reminding Shuri of her own family dinners with her Mother and Brother, taking at least one recipe for them. At the end, Peter walked her down to her drive, scheduling their call for in 15 minutes once he can get dressed and ready. Ned and MJ couldn't join then so Shuri was more than excited to. She was also glad to leave a gift.

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"One dumbass, Behind you!", Shuri commands into his mask; Peter backflipped and webbed the back-alley robber. One of three, all stuck to walls or the pavement. "Thanks Shuri", Peter replies, wiping his hands clean while Shuri called the cops through her embassy home base.

After leaving a note for the police, he swung off, Shuri sparking back conversation. "So how's the new suit?". Mid swing, Peter replies, "it's awesome Shuri! You really didn't need to make me a new suit". Shuri scoffs insulted. "Bastards hurt you and desecrated my work, had to rectify that". This suit was even sleeker, lighter and easier to swing in than any other before, it also had a few more fun things. "And there were some upgrades I could work on in Wakanda, like vibranium entwined mesh. It's bulletproof".

Not something Peter wanted to experiment with right now, nor would May let him so he took her word, landing in a nearby roof to chat and wait for the next sign of danger. There came a sign in a few minutes, but only Shuri thought it was of danger: Repulser propulsion.

"I'm not talking to him but I don't trust him, I'll be busy and on mute if he tries shit". Shuri spits, her voice disappearing as Iron-Man lands. "Underoos, mind if I join?". He don't mind. Tony stepped over by the ledge Spidey sat at, plopping next to him. "Not as good a view as in my tower but I see why you like it", his first comment started, and Peter could swear the man was doing a press conference through his helmet.

Rolling his eyes, which can be seen through Shuri's new lenses, Peter turns to Tony, "yeah, good view. Love to see them all". Tony smiles, chuckling, though he decides to cut the crap, "you really care for them don't you", Spidey nods, "good job with them, sorry again for everything". That if weak apology almost slips off Tony's tongue, the man only catching it just before, but deciding to go along with it. He's comfortable with it now.

"It's in the past, no worries about it", Spider-Man waves Tony off. "So, you gonna accept our invitation? Join us?". Peter has thought it over and is still extremely flattered, but his answer remains the same. "Then mind if I join you? I've heard a bit of what you do, want to see and try it myself".

Spidey stands up, looking over curious and stern. "Alright, but remember this is for them, not because you feel guilty", he gestures to the street below, "they come first, not any curiosity you have". Peter's surprised at himself, he's grown quite the spine this last year. He couldn't have just ordered Iron-Man around, Freshman Peter would've had a panic attack. Not that Tony minded. "Alright, lead the way".

"K, what do you got?"

Mostly nothing for the next hour, just drunk and disorderly disruptions and 1 minor B&E. Spidey made sure all the victims were fine before moving on, while Tony stayed to the side. (Un-?) fortunately, things picked up just when Tony was getting bored and starting to complain. "Bank hold up, at Ridgewood savings bank".