(Myya POV)
It was the next day Peter didn't stay last night I was alone. He did call me at random times tho. "Bruh, I haven't trained in a minute". I mumbled I walked to the training room. I started doing push ups, sit ups, planks, squats god I hate squats, and hand balancing. I stayed on my hands just walking around on them for a while. I remember my ninja training. I had to be really flexible. I bent backwards hitting a split and sliding up with ease. I stood on one hand while having my body foreword. My ass was to my head. I flipped and landed doing the pose. "You're flexible"? Peter asked. I quickly turned around. "Yeah, kinda have to be". I said. Peter just starred at me. "Where you watching me"? I asked. "Yeah". Peter said. "You wanna do some yoga"? I asked. "When did you start doing yoga"? Peter asked. "As a very angry person yoga helps relax me and keep me flexible". I said.
I got on the mat. I did the basic pose Warrior II, Peter looked at me shrugged and got beside me and did it to "Downward Facing Dog". I said. I did it and Peter looked at me down it blushed like crazy then did. I understand the blushing the pose had you fucking sticking your damn ass in the air. "Tree"! I said doing the lose. "Triangle". I said. Peter fell down. "Hand stand"! I said. We both got on or hands and stood on them. "This I can do". Peter said. "I'm sure. Let's see who can do it for the longest". I said. "Ok". Peter said. After about 20 minutes I got dizzy and fell. "You ok"? Peter asked me. I had to let the blood rush so I was just laid out on the floor, like a shot dead body. I held my thumb up. We went to my room, Peter looked and saw it was a mess. "What happened in here"? Peter asked. "I was doing something and this happened". I said. I started to clean everything up. I looked and saw a purple bra but it wasn't mine cause it was a little smaller. "Is this Senasia's". I said aloud. "Why are you looking at your bra"? Peter asked. "Not mines this is not mines". I said. "How can you tell that"? Peter asked. "This is a B to C, I'm a C to D". I said. I put the bra up and left the room.
I turned on the TV and news was on. I started laughing as I saw Sandman. "Yo Pete, I think New York needs you"! I called out to him. He walked in eating a sandwich. "This is gold"! I said as Sandman yelled filing a car at the news reporter. "You coming"? Peter asked ready to fight. "Hell no, I did enough good for the week". I said. Peter grabbed me and made we come. "I don't wanna help these shit stupid ass cunts of hoe asshat bitches"! I whined. "Fine"! Peter said letting me go. "Have fun! Don't die"! I yelled. I teleported into my room quickly becoming bored.
Myya has started a group chat Myya has added T'challa and Shuri
Myya-I'm bored
T'challa-This is my problem how?
Myya-You are a very mean king
T'challa-In my country you could die from calling me that
Shuri-With Myya's ability should could easily kill our warriors
T'challa-You are a terrible sister
Shuri-Im telling momma
Myya-😂😂
T'challa-No!
Myya-😂💀💀
Shuri has logged off
T'challa has logged offWade has joined the chat
Wade-Im looking at Peter fight Sandbitch and he just got flung into a bus. Kinda funny actually
Myya-Help him!
Wade-Fine
6 seconds later
Wade-Okie I helped, I threw a bomb. He exploded
Myya-Peter!?
Wade-No, I yelled duck and he did Sandbitch exploded but came back
Myya-Wade torch it! Sand turns to glass when superheated!
Wade-Right...
30 seconds later
Wade-I did it! The po po got him
Peter has joined the chat
Peter-You almost killed me!
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Adopted by the Avengers x oc part 2
FanfictionThis is a continued version of my Adopted by the Avengers x oc book. Peter will be more like the comics tho but he still Tom Holland Spiderman warning swears, awesomeness, triggers, this shit be ghetto af