Ms. Stark [Peter Parker]

Chapter 21| Unexpected Guest(s)

THIRD PERSON
10:11 am; Friday- school hallway

Maria frantically leaves the classroom, to find Thor waiting on the side.

"Thor! Thor Odinson! What are you doing here?!" she whisper-shouts. He looks relieved to see her and clearly is not seeing how perturbed she was by his existence here.

"Actually, it is Mr. Odinson to you," he chuckled and showed his name tag. The teenager was getting more frustrated.

"No, Thor! It isn't 'Mr. Odinson'! You have to leave!" She didn't even want to question why he was here, she just wanted him to leave. He itched his neck, trying to make the discussion casual.

"Well-funny story, I can't really leave-"

"Shush!" The janitor started coming down the hallway with his cleaning cart. He was almost unseen, as his face was pointed downwards. Maria grabbed Thor and pushed him beyond the other corner to not be noticed. Maria leaned on the edge of the corner of the wall and twisted her head over slightly to see the janitor.

"Why are we hiding-" Maria clamped her other arm over Thor's mouth without even looking at him. She observed the janitor, to see where he would be going. He seemed to be heading to clean the men's restroom right across from them.

But instead of paying attention to where he was going, she found herself observing the janitor himself. She noticed he didn't look like Michael- in fact, she could have sworn she knew him. He held his face down, but on the bottom rack of the cleaning supplies, was a bundle of arrows.

"Wait... Clint?!" Maria stepped out from her hiding spot, right in front of the cart. He shockingly looked up and tried to avoid her eyes.

"What? Who is Clint? I am... I am... Greg!" he disguised his voice as a deeper tone.

"Oh, hello there bird man!" Thor stepped out from his spot and waved obliviously. Clint groaned and whipped off his cap, ripping away his incognito disguise.

"Seriously Thor? You blew my cover!" Clint glares deeply at Thor, whom sheepishly is bewildered.

"Well, I believe you were quite obviously Clint-"

"It does not matter! Why are you here too?! You both need out-"

A huge crack was heard from above in the ceiling, and Natasha comes falling straight down, landing perfectly in a squat. She whipped her head up at Maria.

"Pretty nice school you have here," she comments generally. Maria was about to blow up.

"OKAY FIRST THOR, THEN CLINT, AND NOW NAT-"

The door across the hallway to the men's restroom burst open. A frazzled Steve Rogers, who happens to have a strand of toilet paper on his foot, sternly walks out. He stops though, once he sees everyone.

"Oh, how nice! The spandex wearing mother showed up to join the party!" Maria dryly remarks.

"Maria? How did you find them all?"

"More like they found me." Steve quivered an eyebrow, concerned to as why Maria somehow got involved. Yet, he was relieved, that the others found her. He just wished it was him first.

"So please, for Pete's sake, explain why you all are here. Is there any more of you? Is my dad going to fly in the cafeteria with his suits, or is Hulk going to be the new secretary?" she sarcastically inclines, once again.

"No, it's only us four-"

"My dad put you up to this?" Steve found her frank question abruptly rude.