Y/N Stark wasn't just a normal girl, ever since she was the daughter of Tony Stark, everything's not what she thought it would be. As her dad teamed up with an initiative of supers, danger's everywhere lurking around to battle the Avengers, ready to...
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"Peter?" I drove fast to the café he's working at while calling him. "Goddamn it! Answer!"
All my phone flashed was a 'Call Failed' sign and I mentally curse as I speed ahead of the traffic that's making my head explode in annoyance. Why do people gotta drive so slow when you're in a hurry?
I immediately parked in front of the café and opened the door. The bell ringing alerted the workers which one happened to be Ned.
"Where's Peter?" I asked in a hurry.
"He just left." He looked a little surprised. "Why?"
"What?!"
"Yeah, his shift was done." Ned said, wiping the counter. "Uh, again... why are you looking for him? Is it another mission? Like a superhero mission? Can I come?"
"What? No, it's dangerous!" I say.
"Please? I can help, I promise!" He even raised a hand next to his shoulder.
"Fine, but if something happens to you, I'm not responsible!" I point a finger at him.
"Okay, that's a little rough but sure..." He shrugged. "Oh wait, I gotta wait for 20 more minutes before my shift is done."
"20? Ugh, fine." I groaned and sat on one of the stools. "Get me a coffee at least." I rest my elbows on the counter, my cheek pressed against one of my palms.
"Hey, are you gonna give me a tip?" He grins and wiggled his invisible eyebrows.
"Will a hundred un-boost your confidence a little?"
"Unboost? Too informal for a genius like you." He chuckled. "But yeah."
I waited for Ned's 20 minutes before his shift ends and I was obviously getting annoyed since something could've already been happening or happened to Wanda and I can't reach out on Peter. God knows wherever he is, he better be safe. From me, because I'll rip his head off for not answering my calls.
