"Mr. Stark?" Peter asked coming in.
"Well lookie here. Mr.Deputy Sheriff. You look snazzy. Cooler than the last one." Mr.Stark said
"Thanks." Peter said. "Anyway, I need help."
"With what?" He asked
"Can you paint my gun and belt black?" Peter asked, hopeful
"I can paint the belt, the gun, I'll do my best, but it's dangerous because it's a gun. Hang here for an hour, I'll be back." Mr.Stark said taking the belt and gun.
He came back an hour later, with Peter's gun black, and his belt black. Peter put the belt on, and put his revolver in it. He looked in Mr.Starks mirror and smiled at himself. He walked next door to Steve's office.
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Western Marvel (Complete)
FanfictionA story I came up with using Marvel characters, but in the wild wild west.
