This is a book of insane One-shots centring around everyones favourite friendly neighbourhood spider!
Warning ⚠️ !!! Will include:
- a LOT of swearing
- this book is verrrrryyyyy gay. Like 99.999% of my ships are gay.
- possibly, most likely, de...
I got a new bird! He's a baby cockatiel that I have named Aziraphale (my Good Omens fangirl is always showing) who likes to sit on my head and nibble at my hair.
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This chapter was a request by @marvelxdc123 who commented their idea on one of the past chapters.
Ships: IronStrange, Shurichelle
Warnings: Swearing —————
Two brown eyes widened as flames engulfed the living room carpet.
As the Avengers ran around like chickens with their heads cut of, Peter shrugged his shoulders and continued watching the tv. For someone so smart, he really could be an idiot at times.
On that matter, Peter Stark-Strange really was a gifted child. He had graduated High School at the age of 13 and had his first diploma from MIT only two years later.
But Peter's intelligence wasn't his only gift.
Peter Stark-Strange aka Spider-Man, was a superhero and everyone knew it. I mean, he had announced it on live tv only months earlier.
He was kind, selfless, intelligent, and slightly homicidal, but honestly who isn't.
Everyone loved him. Except maybe Eugene Thompson, Peter's old bully.
Eugene, or Flash as he like to be called, had always been jealous of Peter and took out his frustration in bursts of verbal and physical bullying. He had even cyberbullied Peter for a couple of months, until people started taking notice of the comments.
Now that Peter was 16 and working at the tower, he hadn't seen Eugene in nearly 3 years, and he didn't want to.
Anyway, Peter was pushed from his place on the couch and into a wall by a powerful stream of water.
A minute later a soaking wet Peter landed on the slightly scorched carpet, the flames completely gone.
"Peter, you idiot!" Tony cried, throwing a face towel at his son. "You could have died!"
"Meh, fire hasn't killed me yet and it won't today." Peter said simply, pouting as he realised that the tv hard short circuited because of the water.
Peter sighed as he looked down, his favourite outfit was ruined. "I'm going to go change before the tour gets here."
Peter walked past Clint, who was stomping his bare feet into the wet carpet for no apparent reason.
"Be quick! Bruce had to take the tour last time you were late, and he nearly electrocuted that 14 year old." Stephen said, looking up from his soggy book with a pout.
As the brunette teen walked down the halls, he let his mind wonder to the tour. His old Science class, a class which included Flash, had asked to tour the building and Pepper had agreed. Anxiety clawed at his stomach as is brain warned him about every single bad thing that could possibly happen.
