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𝐈 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐋𝐔𝐂𝐘 𝐛𝐲 -𝐬𝐞𝐛𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧
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"I'M sorry, did you say Prague?" Peter asked, glanced between Maria and Nick. "Listen, Fury, this all seems like big-time...y'know huge superhero kind of stuff, and I'm just a friendly neighbourhood Spider-man, sir...We both are."
"Bitch, please. You've been to space...the both of you." Nick remarked, emphasizing the last part of his sentence.
"I know, and that was an accident. There's gotta be someone else you can use!" Peter tried to argue, having the plan he was supposed to do in the back of his mind. "What about Thor?"
"Off-world." Nick responds.
"Okay, um...Doctor Strange?"
"Unavailable." Maria shoots down.
"Captain Marvel? O-Or her wife...Holly, is it?"
"Don't invoke their names." Nick said threateningly. Lucy's eyes widened in slight fear before she blinked.
"What about Amber? Heard she's pretty useful." Lucy offered next, raising her hand. She felt bad for Peter, since he wanted to enjoy his vacation and forget his responsibilities for once.
"Went with Thor," Nick answered with a shake of his head. Lucy sighed, turning away.
"Sir, I really wanna help. I do. But if my aunt finds out I left my class trip, she's gonna kill me. And if I'm seen like this in Europe, after the Washington monument, my whole class will figure out who we are and then the whole world will figure out who I am, and then I'm done."
"Okay. I understand." Fury said simply, looking up at him.
"Wait, what?" Peter and Lucy both mumbled, taken back by Fury's acceptance.
"You wanna get back before your teachers miss you and become suspicious," the director continued. "Dimitri! Take 'em back to the hotel please."
The man with the gun moved forward and Lucy instantly jumped to Peter's side, holding his hand tightly.
"Thank you, Mr. Fury," Peter said with a simple before looking at Quentin and nodding. "And, uh, good luck."
"See ya, kid." Quentin nodded back, watching Peter tug Lucy's hand before leading her away while Dimitri followed behind.
"HEY man, are you sure you're good?" Peter quested as he rounded the hotel door to outside. Setting his luggage down, Peter looked at his friend with concern.
"I'm fine! Don't worry. Seriously, getting tranq'd in the neck by Nick Fury...probably the coolest thing to happen to me anyway."
Peter nodded, putting out his hand so Ned could do their handshake. "Yeah, it is pretty cool. I'm just glad we're not going to Prague."
