Courage and Calamity 🕸 Peter Parker [2]

2- Peter Hates Brad Davis

   Placing our luggage on the plane, Peter and I head to our seats. "Its not 'The Blip'," I explain, "its formally called 'The Decimation' according to SHIELD files." 
   "That does sounds way cooler than calling it a 'blip'," Peter agrees. 
   "Cool and totally awesome." I place my small travel bag on the back of the chair in front of us. June and MJ take the seats behind. 
   "Excuse me," MJ tells a flight attendant who is giving Flash a drink. "He didn't get Blipped, he's underaged." 
   Flash frowns as the flight attendant takes the glass from him. He strolls over to our aisle (thanks MJ). "Hey, its Penis Parker and Jackass Justice," Flash says. 
   "Do you mind, Flash? We're trying to have a conversation," I tell him. 
   "Its gross how you two look like you're going to make-out." 
   Peter does not respond, so I decide to instead. "What's gross is how no one taught you manners." 
   "Okay, Justice, what's up? You look pissed." 
   "Probably because you won't leave us alone." 
   "I bet your pissed off because Spider-Man secretly has a girlfriend." 
   I furrow my brow, "where did you get that from?" 
   "You scroll through the media for Spider-Man pictures in tech class." 
   "Why are you looking at her phone?" Peter questions. 
   "Relax, Parker, I'm not interested in whatever she is to you. Intensity is more my style." 
   I'm about to barf. 
   "Really?" Peter crosses his arms, "since when?" 
   "Why does it matter to you? She'd pick me over you anyway, loser." 
   I smirk, resting my hand over Peter's, "sure." 
   "See? Even Justice agrees with me. You know, I think Spider-Man is dating Intensity." 
   "That's bull," June pops her head up from the seat behind us. "Where's your proof?" 
   "I've got to agree with June, it sounds like Intensity and Spider-Man aren't compatible." 
   "Well, I'm guessing because she's so hot he'd have no choice," Flash replies. 
   I shrink into my seat a little. I don't like where this is going.

   "They're like every other white girlfriend and boyfriend," he dismisses. He's talking about me and Peter. 
   "I'm half white," I correct. "I'm a quarter Latina and Chinese-Hawaiian native."
   "Latina? You look flat to me." 
   "Hey Flash, let her be," Brad Davis stands up. "I think she looks really nice." 
   "Thanks Brad," I shyly shift in my seat. 
   "No prob," he grins. 
   "Yeah, whatever," Flash rolls his eyes. "I've got my livestream to work on." 
   I pull my earbuds out of my bag and glance over at Peter. He looks like he's on the verge of sulking. "Oh no, what's wrong?" 
   "Hm? Oh, nothing. I just don't really like Brad, that's all." 
   "Why? Because he didn't get Decimated and you did? He's twenty-one and you're still sixteen." 
   "Except you're technically twenty-two, but you didn't change." 
   "What happens with the Avengers, stays with the Avengers." I pick up my phone, "yes! A message from my favorite super soldier." 
   "The Winter Soldier?" 
   "No, Cap. I mean, Bucky does check up on me, though he's busy helping Sam train for the shield." I read the text aloud, "'have fun. Stay alert'. Its nice to know that he's still around." 
   "Maybe one of them should have chaperoned." 
   "Yeah, I bet I could pass them off as a family member. Its not like Mr Harrington and Mr Dell would actually pay attention." We both turn around to see them both passed out a couple rows back in the aisle over. "Nope, definitely not." 

... A few hours have passed, I think. Its late at night and Peter fell asleep halfway through The Lion King. If I had brought my Blu-ray of Stars Wars: The Force Awakens, then it would be a different story. I can't sleep. There's a lot on my mind. I'm thinking about being a full-time SHIELD agent when I'm done with school, like my cousin, Beth. 
   My phone buzzes as FaceTime comes on, and an icon for Ironman's mask pops up. I tap answer and see a slightly blurred face peering back at me through the screen. "Hi," I smile drowsily. 
   "Intensity," Morgan Stark's higher voice squeals excitedly. "Are you on a mission?" 
   "Morgan, I told you it was past her bedtime and yours," Pepper's voice comes from somewhere off camera. 
   "No, I'm not on a mission," I tell Morgan. "But with my luck, maybe sooner than I think." 
   "You're good at missions. Daddy has videos on his machines of you fighting bad guys." 
   "He does?" I ask, not entirely sure how to feel. 
   "Yeah, he watched them to make your suits." 
   "Alright, that's enough for tonight. You can call Intensity some other time," Pepper appears on the screen. She waves, "hi, Fiona." 
   "Hey Pepper," I manage a grin. 
   "I know you're on a different time, but make sure you get some sleep." 
   "I know, I will." 
   "If you need anything, Peter has Happy's number and everyone else is one phone call away." 
   "One phone call away," Morgan chimes. 
   "Okay," I laugh lightly. 
   "Time to say goodbye to Fiona, Morgan," Pepper ruffles her daughter's brown hair. 
   "Bye, big sister," Morgan smiles sleepily. 
   "Bye, little Iron-girl. Get some rest." 
   "I've always wanted to go to Venice. Call us when you get back," Pepper beams. She ends the call and I sit in silence. 





Author's Note: 
In my Infinity War/Endgame story, Morgan mentions that Tony has once referred to Fiona as something like her older sister. Which is how Morgan perceives Intensity as her new idol and the sibling she doesn't have. 

Also, today (7.14.19), I have watched some super funny interviews with Tom Holland and Jake Gyllenhaal and its keeping up my motivation to write this. 

Update 7.23.19, sorry, I'm running a little slow on writing guys. I've got a script to write for a Harry Potter play. 
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   ~ SHIELD-Avenger