Spiderkid

Nightmares: Part Quatro

(Recap: Dr. Strange and Wong are visiting claiming the 'Earth needs protecting...')

Stephan Strange side-eyed Peter doubtfully.

"Stark, are you sure this boy should be here while we discuss the fate of the universe?" The cloak fluttered in agreement on his back. Peter pursed his lips from the chair he had claimed in the meeting room. He hated it when adults underestimated him so severely.

Tony shrugged. "He can hear whatever we can."

Strange shook his head in distaste. He obviously didn't think the teen could help with the information he had come burdened with. He continued anyways.

It wasn't nearly as horrible as he had earlier portrayed it to be. In Peter's opinion, he had been a bit dramatic with his end-of-the-world statement.

"So, an underground mafia popped up in your city with Vulture tech–" Bucky glanced approvingly at Peter as he said it, proud that their youngest hero had put a stop to any other super weapons getting into the wrong hands. "–And you think that it's so beneath you to take care of it that you decided to call up the Avengers."

"The definition of laziness," Sam muttered spitefully.

Strange shot him a glare. "I don't deal in the non-mystic. You could handle the situation...quicker then me."

Peter noticed how he had chosen his words carefully, making sure the team knew he could handle it he just didn't want to. He wasn't sure how to feel about the doctor at this point. I mean sure - he was awesome. There was no denying that. But he also seemed like a bit of a prick.

"Yeah, whatever wizard, we'll help you take care of your rat problem tomorrow. It's like six o'clock in the morning." Tony stretched and yawned, standing from his office chair as if the matter was closed.

Strange glared from his seat. "Don't just dismiss this, Stark, it's not just me living in that city, hundreds of thousands live there too."

"Yeah, I'm a New Yorker too, Strange," Tony drawled. "What's your point?"

Wong made a sound of impatience. "We must act soon. This group appeared just across the street from the one place I have sworn to protect–"

"Yeah, that you swore to protect," Clint growled in annoyance. "Not us. You should be able to deal with it yourself if you've saved the dimension so many times before."

That broke off into everyone arguing, causing Peter to wince. He really hates his normally helpful senses when the team yelled at each other. Now add two magical wizards and it was going to make his ears bleed.

Tony must have spotted the screwed up look on his face because he shouted sharply for everyone to be quiet. Hope soon joined in, shooting a pointed look in Peter's direction. It didn't take long for the rest of them to cool down.

Bruce rubbed his temples and mumbled something under his breath. Stephan glanced around in confusion, surprised to see how the team hadn't hesitated when it came to the boy. Curious...he thought.

"Fine," he caved. "We will take care of it tomorrow. If I have to watch any criminals bomb New York City in my dreams, it will be your fault."

He was about to storm out of the room in an abruptly pissy manner, but the sight of Tony's pale face stopped him.

The billionaire's eyes were locked on him intensely and his hands were curled into fists. Stephan was half worried that he was going to get punched.

"What was that?" He demanded. "What did you say about dreams? Your dreams come true?"

Stephan furrowed his brows at the strange question. Wong side eyed him but said nothing.