The Deaf Idiot

Chapter 1 - Prologue

This is a gift for warriorcatzDOVEWING. She is also the one who came up with the idea.

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Peter quietly climbed through the window of his room, hoping that Mr Sta- I mean Tony didn't realize that he was patrolling instead of doing his homework. Which Peter does realize that Tony has JARVIS keep an eye on him when he's in the tower, right? He had just taken off his mask when he noticed someone out of the corner of his eye and whipped around, freezing when he saw who it was. Since Tony was the person standing there with his arms crossed and a disappointed look on his face."Peter."

"Uh, yes?"

"Why were you out as Spider-Man instead of doing your homework? "

Peter shifted nervously as he answered. "I uh, I needed to clear my head in to figure out how to finish it?"

Tony raised an eyebrow. "Is that an answer or a question? "

"An answer. "

"You can't just throw away your education, Peter."

"I know! And I'm not, I just-"

"Just what?! You know what, it doesn't matter! You're grounded! "

"You can't do that!"

"Yes I can! I'm your dad!"

"No! Your not!" Peter then quickly turned around and practically flung himself out the window, shoving his mask on as he fell. He then shot a Web at a building using it to pull himself up, and swing through the city. Which now that I think about it, is actually really frick'n dangerous. So uh, don't do that at home kids. Anyways, Tony's shout of 'Peter' went unnoticed by the deaf boy.

--- with Tony ---

"Peter!" Tony shouted after said boy. "JARVIS, I need my suit."

"Sir, if I may, you should give Peter a few hours to calm down before going after him."

"I -I," Tony's shoulders slumped as he sighed. "Yeah, your right."

"Of course I am."

"You're also a Sassy little shit."

"You wouldn't have it any other way."

"No, I wouldn't. "

--- back to the teeny bopper ---

Peter landed at the edge of some forest just outside of the city. He then rummaged through a backpack he had grabbed on the way there from one of the many hiding places he has in New York. Since he's smart enough to know that keeping a few sets of clothes stashed around the city 'cause you never know when you'll need to change out of costume is a great idea. He pulled out a set of clothes and went behind a tree to change, when done he stuffed his suit and mask into the backpack. Peter pulled the backpack onto his shoulders as he glanced around. He started to walk in a random detection, sighing quietly as he did so.

Peter walked for a while till he came across a small clearing, looking around he decided that this was a good place as any to stay, and took off his backpack before sitting down and leaning against a tree. Which is a terrible idea, like seriously hun that's how you get wood ticks, and those things are not fun, trust me on this. He then promptly closed his eyes and dozed for a bit. Again, not a good idea. Peter woke to soft vibrations under his hands and glanced in the direction they were coming from expecting an animal, and therefore was very surprised when he saw a human instead. And one that looked suspiciously like the Black Widow at that. So he did what anyone would do and asked her, "Would you like an island bar?"

Which in turn confused her 'cause who in their right mind would offer some that they don't even know a freaking chocolate bar? Peter apparently but that's besides the point. Peter tilted his head, and waited for her to answer his question.

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MJ hummed quietly as she finished making herself a sandwich. She was just about to take a bite of said sandwich when her 'Peter is doing something stupid' sense went off, causing her to pause. She lowered her sandwich and glanced between it and her phone. Trying to decide if Peter was more important than her sandwich, she quickly decided that, no Peter was not more important than her sandwich, at least not right now.

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Natasha frowned and ignored the question, and asked one of her own instead. Which rude. "What are you doing in this forest? "

"Er, could you please repeat that? And uh slower?" 'Cause Natasha didn't say it slow enough so Peter -who is an absolute sweetheart by the way- couldn't understand what she was saying. But you probably got that from what Peter just said, didn't you? Natasha's frown deepened, but she did as asked.

"What are you doing in this forest?"

"Uh, I was taking a nap?"

"You are aware that the is private property, right?"

"Are you sure? 'Cause I could've sworn that this place wasn't owned by anyone... "

"Yes , I'm sure." Natasha crossed her arms, cocking a hip out as she did so. She glanced over him, taking note of the backpack and the faint tear tracks on his cheeks. Which I forgot to mention didn't I? Well, Peter cried a little on the way to the forest. 'Cause like, he was yelled at, and I know he's deaf 'n all but come on, that's still gotta mess with him, at least a little. "Are you okay? "

Peter blinked a couple of times to make sure he heard -read? I've got no clue what the correct term for that is- her correctly. Confused he told her, "Uh, yeah? I'm fine."

"Really? It doesn't look like you are."

Peter shook his head, "Really I'm fine."

"Well, how about this? You come with me back to my home, and I'll give you some food? You can also meet some friends of mine, only if you want to of course." Oh no, Natasha's been pulled into Peter's cuteness! What a tragedy. Peter hesitated for a second, before giving her a small smile.

"Sure, "