A/N: Buckle your seat belts cause this is a long one, at 4.3K. This mentions/implies underage drinking but other than that a heavy dose of angst. so stay safe.
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Peter “Parker” Stark was a lonely person, a complete opposite of what people would’ve imagined him to be, after all he wore one of the most honorable last names in the Nine Realms. Peter wasn’t like the other kids, he preferred to stay at home and do homework than go outside to wild ragers. Just the stench of alcohol was enough to make him sick, and that was before the spider bite.He’s only had one friend throughout his elementary school and middle school years, and that was the iconic guy in the chair Ned.
The two were great friends, and they did practically everything together. Each sought a source of solace in each other throughout their academic years together.
And high school really did know how to tear lifelong friendships into itty, bitty, smithereens.
It all started with a cruel prank that was designed to totally humiliate the two biggest nerds of the school: Peter Parker and Ned Leeds.
Peter and Ned were engaged in one of their Star Wars fanboy conversations when the dickhead Flash Thomspon strutted up to them in a red varsity jacket with thick black jeans and a backwards red cap. If Peter didn’t know better he would’ve thought that Flash was trying too hard. But Peter did, and Flash was defintely trying too hard.
Flash put a high-heeled sneaker wedge on the bench of the lunch table that the nerds were seated at, “Yo, nerds. Stop your fanboy talk and listen up. I’m hosting the biggest party of the decade, like Gatsby's party. And you nerds are invited, and expected to show up. It’s this Saturday at eight, I can trust that you’ll be there?”
Ned quickly replied without a beat, “Yeah, me and Peter will be able to attend.” He elbowed Peter (gently) and said, “Right Peter?”
Peter found it slightly suspicious that his all-time bully was inviting him to a “rager” but he couldn’t say no to the geeking out look that was scrawled over Ned’s face. He sighed, “Yeah, I mean I have to confirm with my Dad, but yeah.”
Flash seemed satisfied with the nerds answer and sauntered off, chuckling to herself. Peter gave Ned an “America explain” look which Ned blushed as he explained, “Peter, this is the first time Flash said a full sentence to us without insulting us. At least I don’t think he insulted us. Peter, we could finally get stopped bullying. C’mon, hey, I’ll make you a deal, at least show up, if we don’t like it, we can go home. Sounds fair?”
Peter reluctantly nodded as he smiled, “Deal.”
Bruh should’ve said nah fam. oK bOOmEr!1!1!1!1
Peter felt uneasy for the rest of the day, something other than his Spidey Senses were tingling him, that something was going to go horribly wrong. So he confided in his Dad, hoping to find some sort of middle ground.
Peter brought up the conversation, “Dad, I have a problem. So Flash, this really popular kid who I don’t like invited me and Ned to a party. I don’t want to go, but Ned really does, and the kid’s counting on us to show up. I don’t know what to do.”
Tony offered, “Well, what do you think?”
Peter explained, “I kinda want to go, but I feel like something might go wrong.”
Tony suggested, “Alright, so how about this, you and Ned go, stay together and the slightest second you feel something wrong you let me know and I’ll pick you guys up. Deal?”
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