𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄 | 𝐏. 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊𝐄𝐑

chapter six: killer drone

You explore a store with Betty and Ned, hoping to find something interesting to look at, while you wait for your teachers to announce that it's time to go back to the bus. You stumble upon something that makes you feel as though your heart has stopped beating and a knot is tightening in your throat as you go around. You walked over to it and grabbed it. It was a mug that showed Tony Stark and Iron Man side by side. Your eyes started to well up with tears as your fingers gingerly ran over Tony's face in the cup. With a deep breath, you carefully put it back in its proper place.

Betty and Ned noticed you still staring at the mug and they both stood beside you. Betty reached her hand out to you and patted your back. "Whatever happens, we're here for you."

You looked at her and smiled. "Thanks, Betty."

"Okay. Put your one foot in front of the other, and everybody back on the bus. Let's go!" The three of you heard Dell's announcement from outside.

Along with the others, you headed back to the bus. Dimitri went to his spot behind the wheel, ignoring the noisy chatter coming from the back. Michelle and you sit side by side beside the window. You brought out your backpack, pulled out a book, and put on your earphones. Michelle was your reading partner when you began to start reading.

Michelle tapped your shoulder, so you looked at her and removed an earphone from your ear. "Can we share?" You nodded, and you lent her an earphone so she could listen to the same music you were listening to at the time.

Peter looked at Brad and saw him scrolling down on his phone to find his picture. Peter looked away to activate E.D.I.T.H. "E.D.I.T.H?"

"Hello, Peter." E.D.I.T.H. greeted. "How can I help you?"

"Hey, umm..." Peter started playing with his fingers nervously. "There's this guy in my class who's..." he said softly.

"Peter, I'm having difficulty hearing you." E.D.I.T.H. interrupted. "Can you please speak up?"

"Umm..." Peter cleared his throat. "Brad Davis. He has a photo of me."

"Brad Davis. Is he a target?" E.D.I.T.H. asked.

"Is Brad a target? Umm..." Peter looked back at Brad and saw on his lenses his photo with the Seamstress. Peter looked at you, reading quietly, before looking away. "Yeah," Peter replied with a nod. "He's a target. He's a target.

"Copy that," E.D.I.T.H. replied. "Target is Brad Davis. Initiating strike."

Peter blinked in confusion. "Initiating what, now?"

"Intercept point determined." E.D.I.T.H. continued. "Releasing kill vehicle."

"E.D.I.T.H?" Peter asked.

Glancing from your book, you watched Peter get to his feet and turn to face the back in fright. With puzzlement, you lifted a brow.

Peter saw a drone coming towards the bus; its weapon was ready to fire. "Oh, my God..." Peter whispered.

"Dope glasses, Parker." Flash snatched Peter's glasses from Peter. "How'd you pay for these?"

"Flash, come here." Peter hissed softly. "Give me that, Flash."

"I'm really paying you a compliment..."

"Please, please!"

Accidentally, Peter hit Flash, knocking him out. Peter gasped quietly. "I'm so sorry." He whispered before getting his glasses back. "E.D.I.T.H., don't kill Brad."

You saw Peter breathing heavily, and you knitted your brows. To hear what's going on, you remove an earbud from your ear.

"Peter, do you want me to cancel the drone strike on Brad Davis?" E.D.I.T.H. asked.