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Gordon Ramsay Again

A/N I know most people will skip past this, but I just wanted to apologise for not updating yesterday. It was my sister's birthday, and we had a lot of family things, plus I needed to make the cake and ice it and all that. We're the sort of family who don't have enough candles and have to use an 'upside down six' as a nine. I'll be finishing this book soon, I'm sorry, but I'm running low on ideas and going on holiday in a few days time (leaving the country for the first time- yay!) we almost had to cancel it cos my brother stacked it on his bike and fractured his elbow in one arm and his finger in the other, but we can go now so it's all good. :) Happy Reading. 

Oh also- those who requested a part 2 to the bedtime chapter or whatever, I'm gonna do that tomorrow, don't worry. It should be the last chapter other than another A/N chapter (basically me asking about what I need to improve about my writing and such)

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Peter gasped, looking around the massive area with many kitchens and cameras that zoomed around. There was an entire room filled with different foods, and hundreds of kitchen appliances he had never even heard of- what even was an instant butter batter anyway? 

"We're gonna be on in ten minutes! Spider-Man, where's your apron?" The producer asked, many people trying to keep the Avengers in check and explain exactly what they were supposed to be doing (certainly not trying to convince Thor that Peter can lay eggs and laid some in his bed). 

"Uhhhh- apron?" Peter asked, looking around. He wore his Spider-Man suit for identities sake, and the other avengers wore theirs so people would recognise them better for the television show they were cameoing in for one episode. As you might have guessed, it was a cooking show. 

The producer waved at a person who immediately ran over with a white apron, the Masterchef logo in the corner, and Spider-Man sewn into the side neatly. They pulled it over Peter's head, then tied it at the back for him. 

Peter stumbled around, having no clue at what was supposed to be going on. 

"Alright, positions everybody! Hurry up!" 

With that, everything was go. 

This is how the episode ended up going:

The camera began on Gordon Ramsay, walking into the kitchen, the spotlight upon him. 

"Welcome back to Masterchef, today, we have some guests cooking for us in the competition. They're mighty, they're mainly from earth, or at least we think they are- I'm looking at you Spider-Man- Yep, you guessed it, it's the Earth's Mightiest heroes! Please welcome- The Avengers!" 

The camera expanded to show everyone, waving at the camera. 

"Here at the front we have Ironman, Tony Stark, Billionaire, Philanthropist, genius- man are you arrogant- this is seriously what you wanted as your intro?" Gordon looked at Tony with a raised eyebrow. 

"What can I say, you wanted a description you got one." 

Gordon stared at him with a hard expression for a few seconds. "F*ck you." 

He continued walking, and gestured his hand to Peter, on Tony's right, to the camera's left. 

"Next to the idiot is idiot junior- Spider-man. Your friendly neighbourhood Spider-Man who has probably saved your ungrateful arses at least once." 

Peter choked. "I didn't right that down!" 

"Yeah well f*ck you too." 

Gordon moved on, introducing everyone in a commedic fashion. Sam was one of the only ones to say f*ck you back, though Natasha gave him a very scary looking smile, and Clint told him that he'd stick one of his arrows where the sun don't shine. Thor laughed loudly and clapped him on the shoulder, and Wanda just rolled her eyes playfully.