Hey guys I am back with a new one-shot that is from the universe of my previous one-shot Bandit in the Party. Featuring the snippets of the chaotic trio of Peter, Felicia and Ororo...
So lets begin...
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STREETS OF CAIRO
EGYPT
It was a sweltering afternoon in the bustling streets of Cairo. Peter Parker, at just 14, was feeling completely out of place. The noise, the heat, the dizzying swirl of people...it was all so overwhelming. His mom had always talked about how she loved exploring places like this, but now, without her, the vibrant streets felt foreign and daunting. He was here with Walter Hardy, his mother's old friend, and Walter's daughter, Felicia. The Hardy family had come to Egypt on a business trip, but Peter was just tagging along for the ride.
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Felicia, of course, was completely unfazed. At 15, she was already the picture of confidence, wearing a form-fitting black top with a choker, and green pants, her platinum blonde hair cut into a neat bob. Peter couldn't help but watch her move...graceful and effortlessly cool...while he shuffled behind in his sneakers, trying to keep up with her fast pace.
"Come on, Parker!" Felicia teased, grinning as she walked ahead, her eyes scanning the vibrant market stalls.
"I'm trying!" Peter huffed, his asthma kicking in with the humidity as he struggled to match her stride. The market was alive with noise, people shouting prices, colorful fabrics hanging from every corner, and the smell of spices thick in the air.
Peter paused by a stall, taking in the scenery, when out of nowhere, he felt a light tug on his backpack. Before he could even react, the bag was yanked from his shoulder, and the thief darted away, moving like a shadow through the crowd.
"Hey!" Peter shouted, instinctively reaching out to grab the bag, but he was too slow.
Felicia, who'd been a few steps ahead, spun around as she heard Peter's cry. "What the...? Did someone just...?"
