Not Her Mission

Phase 22

(Y/n)'s Point of View

You know for a group of highly targeted people, their base of operations had very little security.

 I walked into the tower and was greeted with a large lobby area.

A man sat at a computer behind a half wall.

Without looking up from his typing he said, "If you're here for Mr. Stark with business, then your going to go to the 10th floor, make a right, and go into the last door on your left. If you're here to see him personally, then you'll have to wait until he gets out of his meeting."

I walked towards the elevator and went to the 10th floor. The man at the desk didnt look at me at all.

Like I said, very little security.

I pushed open the translucent door to the last room on my left.

Everyone sat around a large table.

"Who the hell are you?" Stark asked me.

"Well, sorry I'm not in my suit. I didnt think I needed it tonight. I'm The Florist. Peter invited me." I casually said as I took a seat next to Peter.

"Wait how do you know my name?"Peter panicked.

"You're not that great at keeping your identity safe, Peter" I responded.

"But how did you find out?" Peter asked.

"Well, for one, your voice. It sounds exactly the same in and out of your suit. So I guess I should rephrase. You're not great at keeping your identity safe from people who know you." I clarified.

"Wait, we know each other? Then how dont I know who you are?" He asked.

I smiled. "I guess I'm better at covering my tracks. Also I use a voice modulator. I sound a little different than this normally."

"Can you two stop flirting? I have a question for you. Where've you been? You've been MIA for two days." Tony asked.

"I'm a 15 year old girl. I'm allowed to have a life." I stated.

"15! Same age as Peter! The young are starting to replace the old!" Thor said.

"How do you do what you do?" Dr. Banner asked.

"Why'd you start fighting crime?" Steve asked.

"Have you told anyone I'm spiderman?" Peter asked.

"How do we know we can trust you?" Tomy asked.

"Stop!" Wanda said, "All of you! One at a time. Let's not confuse her or scare her away."

"You're right. Let's start slowly. What's your name?" Natasha asked.

"You can call me Poppy for now. It's my favorite flower not my real name," I said.

"What made you decide to start fighting crime?" Steve asked.

"I wanted to give back to my community."

"How do you do it? Your powers I mean." Dr. Banner questioned.

"I've had these powers longer than I can remember. It's a part of me. I dont know how I do it."

"Could you use your powers right now?" He followed up.

I created a small sentient flower similar to Tillie except this one was grey and the size of an apple.

"Incredible. Sentient plant life." Dr. Banner said in awe.

Everyone watched closely as the flower danced around the table.

Peter broke the silence, "how long have you known about me and have you told anyone?"

I looked Peter in the eyes. He was scared and worried.

"Relax. I've known for a while but I would never tell anyone. You guys can trust me," I said.

"That's rich coming from someone who wont tell us her real name." Tony said.

"I have my reasons."

"Oh yeah? I think you dont trust us."

"You're right. I dont trust you. I trust Peter though. We're out there night after night working together. We risk our lives and I would put my life in his hands without a second thought. But that doesnt mean I'm going to give him my name. I will when I'm ready, so back off, Stark."

Tony laughed to himself. "You've got spunk, kid. I'll give you that. But I'm watching you."

"Fair enough." I replied.

"Can we wrap this meeting up? It's getting late and I promised Laura I'd be home before 1030." Clint said.

I didnt realize he was here until he said that.

Stark sighed. "Fine. Poppy, are you with us? Or are you on your own agenda?"

"Why do you think I'm here? I'm on board. What do you need?" I responded.

"Joanna Jarder. We need all the information we can get on her. She's dangerous and shes planning something. We need to find out what that something is. Any questions?" Tony scanned to room. "None? Good. Dismissed."

Peter turned to me.

"Can we talk? Alone?" He asked.

"Tomorrow. I have a lot of homework I need to do. Do you know where that coffee shop, The Witch's Brew is?"

Peter nodded.

"Meet me on the roof of that building tomorrow at 7pm. We can talk then. In our suits." I said.

Peter nodded with confirmation.

I left the tower and went home. I told my mom I would tell her everything in the morning.

I sat at my desk in my room and started on my homework. It was late when I finished it. I then went to bed.

Only then did I fully realize how stupid it was to let Peter know, I know who he is.