This isn't relevant to the plot of phantom and his spider pal

Chapter 25

"Where are Bruce and Thor? They said they'd be back before Christmas." Peter groans, "and TOMORROWS CHRISTMAS EVE!" He plops onto the couch. "There's Nothing we can do now. T'challa is going to visit soon so get ready." Tony says. "Black panther?" I ask. He nods, "He wants to talk about partnering together to help advance technology." He says, messing with his tie. "So go get out of your pjs." He smirks. "Oki doki." I say, I'm not to worried for Thor and Bruce. I'm more worried for anyone that decides to give them trouble. I slip into casual clothes. The green hoodie wulf got me, some jeans and my green converse. Peter puts on a blue button up shirt and a gray sweater, with blue jeans and red converse.

"Danny, peter. Tony wants you to come to the communal room. Our guests have arrived." Jarvis Says. "Okay Jarvis." Peter responds. We walk out. "Peter it's going to be fine." "I know. I just can't help be feel like there's something going totally wrong." He sighs. "Thor is the literal god of thunder. You'd have to be suicidal to intentionally go up in a fight against him." I try and comfort him. "Yea. You do have a point." He realizes as we walk out. T'challa and tony where chatting. There was guards, and a girl our age looking bored standing next to t'challa. "Oh hey! Peter, Danny. This is t'challa. King of wakanda. Also known as the black panther." Tony says. "Hi. So your a fur-" "hi. It's a pleasure to meet you." The girl holds back a laugh, knowing what I was going to say before I was very rudely interrupted.

"And Who are they?" T'challa asks. "This is my intern peter and his brother Danny. Peter, Danny, this is t'challa and shuri. They're staying with us in the tower since their caretaker is in the hospital." Tony explains. "Hi." Peter waves awkwardly, "hello." Shuri smiles. "Isn't that dangerous? What if a villain where to attack." Shuri asks. "They can take care of themselves. Besides, a tower full of superheroes is one of the safest places to be." Tony says. I roll my eyes. "What do you mean they can take care of themselves?" T'challa asks. A familiar ghost crashes in through the window. "That's oddly convenient." Tony mutters.

"Young halfa! Tremble under my f-" I pull out the thermos. "If you say beware one more time I'm going to lock you in this forever." I threaten. "I think forever is a bit excessive." Peter says. "You go on one of his wild goose chases. Then tell me how you feel." "What is that?" T'Challa asks. "A ghost." Peter sighs. "An annoying one." I mutter. "I'm right here!" He yells. "It's rude to interrupt boxy." I sigh. "What are you going to do send me to a time out! I am the great box ghost and will not be-" I uncap the thermos and suck him in. "SCREW YOOOOOUUUUU." He screams as he gets sucked in.

"Wow he almost had a good one liner." Peter says in amazement. "That's about the closest he's ever gotten to not talking about himself." I sigh. "Like tony? But worse." "Hey!" "Exactly." "HEY!" "That was awesome." Shuri says, ignoring tony as he sulks. "How does that work?" "Are you sure you want me to explain? Its really boring." I ask, "I mean I used to fall asleep every time Maddie and jack tried to explain it." I say. "I guess you where dead tired." Shuri responds with a smirk.

"I get the feeling we are going to be good friends." Peter says. "That's the spirit." I smile smugly.

"NOOO THERES THREE OF THEM NOW." "Who rattled his bones?" Peter asks as tony sulks in the corner. "Is he okay?" T'challa asks. "Yea just wait till his ego kicks back in."

"THIS IS BULLYING." Tony sobs. "Anyway about how the Fenton thermos works." "It's called a Fenton thermos? Does it hold soup as well?" "No. My da- jack, was really bad at naming things." "No kidding. Why is it a thermos if it can't hold soup?"

Me and Shuri go on to talk about the tech and how it works. Peter goes to comfort tony, after all he's heard this many times.

"So how do ghosts work? You seem to know a lot about them." "Yes, I've been quite curious to. And how do someone as young as you end up knowing one." T'challa walks foreword. I rub the back of my neck, "my parents, Maddie and jack, where ghost hunters. Not good ones, but yea. It's kinda the family business... so yea."

"Plus a lot, like a ton, ghosts in the ghost zone want me dead." "What?! Why?" Shuri and t'challa asks. "Meh. It varies from ghost to ghost. Sulker wants to skin me, walker wants to Imprison, again, me for doing that prison break." "What!" Tony yells. "Look his rules ban literally everything. Like an actual rule is that nothing can go in and or out of the ghost zone. I'm pretty sure me existing breaks some type of law he made."

"Yikes." "Yea, But Hey it seems tonys recovered from that roasting. Let's let you two continue talking." I say. "Thank you. Now,...." I walk into the kitchen ignoring their conversation. I look around, where are the cookies I made? As I fail to find them my panic grows. I finally notice a glass dome and sigh a breath of relief. I pull it out to see.

"Clint you sick bastard." There's two cookies left. ONLY TWO COOKIES. I notice a not with, "Sorry not sorry" written on it. "Clint I'm going to shank you."

"Peter when does Clint get back from his mission?" I ask. "Today? I think, you can never know. Anyway what where you saying Shuri?"

I smirk. He won't see it coming. I grab the hidden emergency batch of cookie and work on another batch. "Are those cookies?" Shuri asks. "Someone are all the ones I already made and where planning to use as gifts. Luckily I've learned to keep a emergency batch of dough." I smile. "Clint?" Peter asks. "Yep." "Your going to prank him aren't you?" "Their is a possibility." I smirk. "I like this plan. Who is Clint." "Blonde hair, He's part deaf. The bow guy." "Oh yea. So what's the plan?" She asks, fully prepared to join in. "Well it looks like t'challa and tony need you to talk about the tech. But don't worry. I have a plan." I say. Shuri groans as she looks to see t'challa's confused looks at tony. (Go one up him gorl.)

"Oh wait did tony tell them about our-" "mr. Barton and miss. Romanov have entered the tower." Jarvis announces. I smile wickedly. "Danny no." Peter whispers. I look at him. "Danny yes." I smirk. The elevator door opens and I quickly freeze the ground. Clint races out and slides on the ice before crashing into one of the sofas. Natasha calmly walked out. I melted the ice and put the cookies in the oven. "How was the mission?" I ask. "Successful." Natasha says. "That's Good." "Is no one going to question where that I've come from." "It came from a demon." Clint hisses, getting up from the couch. "Says the guy who ate cookies that where supposed to be for everyone!" I say. Peter sighs, as we bicker.

"This trip keeps getting cooler!"