a spider in the wrong universe

lunch

third person p.o.v. :
"how the fuck did we let one teenager take us all down??" dabi yells as he shoots a blue flame at the wall.

"it's those stones. we underestimated their power." toga says as she dusts herself off.

kurogiri teleported them to an abandoned warehouse, a back up base for the LOV.

shigaraki grabs a loose piece of rubble, "that damn brat. we will get those stones. maybe with the help of the boss we can..."

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peter's p.o.v.:
i wake up and stretch, my body is sore after yesterday.

"good morning karen." i say as i sit up in bed.

"good afternoon peter." she replies

"afternoon? what time is it?" i ask confused

"it is 12:34 peter."

"what! i'm late to class! why didn't you wake me up!" i stumble out of bed and rush to my closet, pulling out my UA uniform.

"i thought it would be good for you to rest. i also noticed that you were already called out of school in the UA system." karen replies

i pause and stop buttoning my shirt.
"what? did mr. hawks call me out or something?"

before karen could answer my bedroom door opens.

"peter?" mr. hawks walks into the room "good morning sleepy head. i thought i heard you getting up."

"hey mr. hawks. not that i'm not happy to see you, but what're you doing here? am i not going to school today?" i ask. without looking, i grab a random t-shirt to put on instead of my uniform.

"i thought you could use a day off after yesterday." after i change my shirt he says, "nice shirt kid."

i flinch at the name but look down. i realize it's hawks merchandise. my face flushes and it reminds me of a similar encounter with mr. stark. one time when i went to the internship, i was wearing an ironman shirt and mr. stark was wearing a spider-man t-shirt. ms. pepper made us take a picture.

i smile sadly at the memory.

"yeah i'm just such a big fan." i joke

"haha well, why don't you finish getting dressed and join me in the kitchen for lunch" he ruffles my hair -just like mr. stark used to do- and leaves the room.

i hold back the tears as i get ready. god i miss mr. stark so badly. i miss all of them. i wonder what aunt may is doing right now. i wonder how she's doing.

i pull myself away from my thoughts and finish getting ready. as always, i put on my web shooters and grab extra web cartridges just in case.

i head out of my room and into the kitchen. walking down the silent hallway is weird, usually the dorms are filled with noise from my classmates.

in the kitchen i see mr. hawks making a grilled cheese. just like the first day we met.

i sit down at the counter and wait patiently for my food. at some point soon i have to come clean. i need to tell him about my little universe problem.

hawks turns around and serves me a grilled cheese.
"so kid, how are you doing? we haven't had the chance to really talk since your mission."

"it's uh been okay." i say as i shovel food into my mouth. it feels like i haven't eaten in ages. "this is really good mr. hawks"

"y'know you don't have to keep calling me mr. or hawks for that matter. you can call me keigo."

"i know mr. hawks, but i can't forget the manners my aunt and uncle taught me." i offer with a smile on my face. "mr. stark says the same thing but-" i cut myself off. i didn't mean to bring my family up.

"but?" hawks asks

"never mind." i say as i put the sandwich down. suddenly the food isn't as appetizing.

mr. hawks looks at me curiously and leans against the counter. "if you don't mind me asking, who is this mr. stark?"

if anyone were to ask who tony stark is back at home, i would've looked at them like they were crazy. how could you not know who THE tony stark is?

i take a deep breath, "mr. stark is-was my mentor. he helped me build my spider-man suit." i smile as i think of the memories. "back in new york, i used to go over to his workshop everyday after school to work with him."

"is he a pro-hero in america? or is he like tech support or something?" hawks asks genuinely.

"um he's both. he's a hero called ironman. he doesn't have a quirk but he built his this metal suit and he can fly and shoot blasts and stuff. he also builds weapons for other heroes!"

i add on, "he actually saved me once when i was a kid. it was at the stark- at an expo and these wild robots were attacking. i had an ironman mask on, and i thought i was really ironman and could take them on. well, when one was in front of me about to attack, ironman landed behind me and shot a blast at it. it was the best thing that ever happened to 6 year old me."

i remember that day so clearly. aunt may and uncle ben spent weeks trying to save up money for the stark expo. it was shortly after my parents died and they wanted to do something to cheer me up. they were scared out of their minds when i got lost, and i was scared too until mr. stark saved me. when i found uncle ben, he was surprised to see me smiling so big.

"wow, he seems impressive. how come i've never heard of him before?"  hawks asks

do i lie? do i make something up about his hero status? or should i tell the truth? do i tell him that he really is a hero, but in a completely different world?

"well-" i'm cut off by the front door opening and some of my classmates walking in. it must be lunch time.

sero sees me and walks over. "parker! how are you man?" my senses go off for a second, and i feel the urge to put my hand up. i hold back when i realize it's just sero's hand coming to my shoulder.

"good! it feels like i haven't seen you in forever!" i say. it's true, throughout my work study and my short lived kidnapping, i haven't really had the time to see most of my classmates.

"yeah things got busy!" sero says as he opens the fridge.

i look back at hawks and he's looking at me expectingly. waiting for me to answer his question. i decide it's now or never.

"actually mr. hawks, could we go find mr. aizawa? i think he should be on lunch too now and there's something i should probably tell you guys."

suprised, hawks says, "uh yeah kid sure. we can fly there." he smiles at me.

i smile back, trying to hide my nervousness.