According to the Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, the answer to everything is 42. Whether this was true or not, was yet to be decided. However 42 was the classroom number in which you met your best friend, Peter Parker, in the fateful day of 4th grade, you two were inseparable since that day, joint at the hip. Your friendship was strong, completing each other, Peter helping you with science and you using your wits to fend off people, such as Flash.
Flash, the current nuisance that Peter was dealing with as you entered in for your next class, Physics. The only reason you were here early was because Peter insisted you come early, so he could help you understand what was going to be taught that day. At least that was the plan. What ended up happening was very different.
"- and that's why I would survive if I was in the situation, well you would die Penis Parker", unfortunately, you entered the classroom not hearing the sweet silence you were expecting, but the loud and obnoxious voice of Flash. "What would you survive?", you questioned, startling both, who were currently glaring the death out of each other.
"The zombie apocalypse", Flash was too proud mentioning that. Right now you didn't really care why they had began discussing it in the first place, but you were excited for an opportunity to take Flash down.
"What are the reasons?"you asked, despite the betrayed look Peter was giving you. Flash was startled, blinking rapidly for a couple seconds before giving you a grin and continuing, "Well, first of all have you seen Peter?" Um yeah I have, he's cute and adorable like a puppy "He's a weakling, a body of twigs, no way he would be able to survive, plus his big head would trick more zombies into thinking he has a brain, causing more to chase after him. I on the other hand, have a very athletic body that would allow me to survive better" he finished, winking at me. Grimacing, you nodded, "Yeah I would agree with you there, plus I have another reason why you would be fine". Peter and Flash, looked each other, the former yelling "Y/N!", well the latter looked very smug. Not for long.
You looked at Flash, ready the savor the next couple of seconds, "Well Flash, the main reason you would survive is because zombies eat brains. You're safe" you finished by nodding condescending.
"Thanks Y/N! It's could to see you can be smart someti- HEY!" He realized the underling intention as you and Peter burst out laughing.
"Thanks for proving my point!" You waved to him as you took your seat next to Peter, you two doing your fist bump as Flash looked on gaping. As he open his mouth to refute, but unfortunately for him, and the cherry on top for you, the bell rang. He glared, as he walked backwards, in the process bumping into the table, thank you universe, and ran off.
"You didn't honesty think that I was agreeing with him, did you?" You looked at Peter, him looking sheepish and ashamed until you smiled.
"No, I just didn't know what the expect, it is you, after all" he teased. Maybe the answer to everything is 42.
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Peter Parker Imagines
FanficA collection of my Peter Imagines -- I do not own Peter Parker any of the Spider-Man storyline. All rights go to Stan Lee and other creators, no copyright intended.
