Peter Parker and The avengers one shots and songfics!

Finding Out

The avengers don't know spiderman identity, and get confused when he says he has work to do.

"Guys, I've got to go, it's been great though!" Spiderman shouted as he stood up and walked over to the window.
"Wait, where you going Spidey?" Clint said, and the others all turned around.
"I'm going on patrol for a bit and then I'm going to go home" Peter said, and Tony waved him off.
"Have a nice time spiderling" Natasha said as Peter swung off into the night. They continued to watch movies for a couple of hours, until Bucky piped up.
"We really don't know much about Spidey, do we?" He said, and everyone except Nat nodded in agreement. All of a sudden a phone rang.
"I'm going to go take this" she said, and walked out of the room.
"We could know more about the spiderling though, I can look at the newly installed suit logs" Tony said as he got out a tablet.

Peter swung away from the tower. If only they knew who he really was.
"Hey Karen!" he said happily.
"Hello Peter, may I suggest we go down to Wicker Road, as there is a fire at the offices." She said as Peter began to race down. He swung until he was in front of the building, and dropped himself in front of it. He felt the heat, even from afar. He mentally prepared himself, then ran in. He could feel the heat as he walked in.
"There is the most people on the top floor. There are 13 on the top floor, 8 on the middle floor, and 11 on the ground floor" Karen said, and Peter ran up to the top floor. He spotted several people in a corner, so he ran over through the flames to them and helped them stand. One woman began to cry, but her coworker helped her calm down. Peter went around to a side window and made a web trampoline in an alley. He brought the people to the window, and they jumped down and got away safely. Next he went to the middle floor and made sure everyone followed him downstairs. The rest of the people on the bottom floor where already put, and just as Peter was about to leave, Karen said, "There are at least three more people on the ground floor. You will need to be quick, as the building is about to collapse. The flame licked at his suit, the smoke burned his eyes. But still, he ran over to where the people where. Just as they were about to leave, the ceiling collapsed. Peter held his hands up to lift, and felt all of the weight go onto his arms, pressing him down. He told the people to run, and then tryed to get himself out. He pushed the building over one side, then wbbed remnants to another wall to keep it up while he ran out. It worked but Peter could feel the bruises already forming over him. He limped away from the scene, not wanting to go back. The floor was burning his feet, and the cold wind made his cuts ache.

By the time he got home, it was past midnight. He unlocked the door, not expecting anyone to be there, but still feeling dissapointed when there was no one. Why should he expect anyone when May died a year ago. The only reason he still has the house is because of the tips he gets when he saved people. He didn't use to take the money when he lived with May, because she would make sure that they were fine. He ran to his room and took off the suit. He winced as he looked in his mirror. There were burns and cuts all over him. He hopped into the shower and let the hot water run down over him. It cleaned his cuts and washed away the blood. Peter got out and dried himself, his hair going even curler than before.
"Hey Karen, can you delete all footage from tonight please?" Peter asked. He didn't get an answer, but he knew she had done it. He walked over to his mattress on the floor and layed down, pulling the thin blanket over him. He shivered. Maybe things would look up soon. He rolled over and grabbed the phone Mr Stark had given him. He found the contact, and called it.
"Hey Паук малыш, what's wrong?" Natasha said within the first two rings.
"Nothing, I'm just bored" Peter said to his Spidermama.
"The others really want to know your identity kid" She said, a hint of worry in her voice.
"I'll tell soon мама иаук" He said, and Natasha sighed.
"I'm really sorry Peter, I have to leave, the others are shouting me. Bye мой маленький иаук" She said, and hung up. Peter lay down, and went to sleep.

"Natasha come back in here! We are going to find out Spiderman identity!" Tony shouted, and Natasha felt her heart skip a beat before running into the lounge. She was too late though. They were logging into into his files, turning up the volume, making sure everyone could see-
" He's deleted all of the footage!" Tony shouted. The others all let out sighs of disappointment, while Natasha secretly sighed in relief.
"So Nat, who were you on the phone to?" Clint asked, and without thinking, she responded, "oh, just Pe-Spiderman" she said in a panic.
"When did you get spiderman number?" Tony said, and Natasha rolled her eyes at him, back in control of her words now.
"WHY dose it matter to you tin can?" she said coolly
"Because we've been searching for him and found out he deleted all of the footage of himself"

I've not updated in ages and this is the worse place to stop but I had to post something, so here :)