Marvel and Spider-man Oneshots

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The wall closed and he was shot down, the bags at his feet. Popping out of MJ's wall, he glared at her. "You've got some explaining to do."

MJ looked up at Peter, no trace of emotion left on her face as she looked up from her book. "what do you mean?" She only slightly flinched when a knife was wedged next to her head, blood dripping from her ear.

Making eye contact with Peter, her stone face flashed to one of fear before going back to normal as she looked to her lap. "I- I'm sorry, sir. I thought I hid him very well, but i suppose I didn't knock him out like I normally would." She sighed.

Peter let his gaze soften, shaking his head he knelt in front of her, taking a hold of her hand he squeezed. "Listen, it'll be fine. We've been together since we were 7. It's your first mess up, and that's to be expected. For now, let's hide out, we can not get caught."

MJ sighed again, nodding she moved to the closet. Opening the door, the makeshift lab she had stored for Peter fell down. 

Peter smiled, "oh MJ, I didn't know you made this." He picked up one of the papers, his eyebrows raising. "You were working on the face changers? I thought I halted that operation until money came in?"

MJ shifted on her feet, "I uh, I- stole it. Like the supplies and took your written directions and blue prints." She looked at her feet, she was terrified of Peter; anyone in their right minds would be.

She saw past his innocent exterior, if you looked close enough his eyes showed his true emotions: bloodlust.

She remembered the first time she met him, she was walking home and got cornered in an alley way. Peter had swooped in and killed all 7 guys, and when he was done he licked the blood from the knife, He said "What? It tastes good! You can tell what type of man they are from their blood!" Then he had giggled and helped her up. 

She had stuck by him ever since.

Peter hummed in delight, "These are well made, incredible." He put it on, and it worked perfectly, changing his face to a much older looking man. He looked in the mirror, smiling wickedly. "This is quite lovely, great work MJ!"

MJ smiled and put hers on, letting out a breathe she grabbed her run away bag. Peter picked up his bags and opened the window, "Let's go then pumpkin." He hoped out the window, soaring from the second story building to the ground in the back alley. 

He caught MJ when she jumped out, he pulled her around, obviously knowing where he was going. MJ didn't and so she spoke up about her confusion; "Peter, Where are we going?" Her voice was small and timid, unusual for her.

Peter just laughed, "Pumpkin, we are going to one of my hideouts, duh!" Peter knew he was insane, and he just embraced it; it was apart of his character now. He was smart, and strong, nothing could get in his way.

He picked MJ up bridal style as he ran faster, his eyes gleaming with amusement as he ran towards a brick wall. MJ's eyes went wide as she pushed her face into his chest, she knew he was crazy, but this was a new level.