Miss Stark [Peter Parker x OC] ✔️

Miss Busy Bee

I pull Peter out of the school has fast as I can. Today is my first patrol. I've got Dad's and Pete's permission. "Morgan, slow down. You're going to run into someone." He manages to slow me down and hold me back.
"But I'm too excited to just casually walk home. I get to fly again!" I jump up and down in excitement. "I get it. But it can wait for you to safely and calmly get home. I swear you'd run straight into traffic if I wasn't here." I chuckle and he gives me a critical look. I gently tug him along.

"This last week the public's moved on from Morgan Stark. So now I can make my debut as The Angel."
"I thought we weren't calling you that."
"We are until someone proposes a better name."
"And you said you didn't want people to know, right?"
"Know what?"
"That you're the Angel."
"Oh, yeah."
We see Delmer's and decide to get a snack. Peter gets his normal and I get something new. Leaving the building we try to find somewhere to eat real quick.

"If you don't want people to know then you're going to have to find a way to cover your face. The helmet Mr. Stark made isn't going to cut it." Peter takes a bite after he talks.
"That's true. That's why I've modified the suit since I've brought it home. The helmet has a screen on it now. I also added a constant voice changer. Morgan will also be in the media a lot. People could realize the voice belongs to the same person."

"Good thinking. Why don't i have that?"
"Because Peter Parker probably won't have his voice on the internet as often as Spidey."
I eventually take a bite of my sandwich and instantly regret it. "What's wrong?" Peter asks worriedly.
"I guess I don't like turkey."
"Then why did you get it?"
"I thought I did. Its been a while though."
I swear I used to love it.

"We can switch if you want." Peter offers me his half-eaten sandwich.
"You can just have it. I'm not all the hungry anyway." He shrugs and finishes off his own before going for mine.

"Ugh, that's rancid." Pete spits it out. "Sorry about that. I'll have to talk to him about that next time I'm there." I sigh and then we head off again.

We reach my apartment and I practically sprint to my case. Peter follows drags behind. I pull out the bodysuit and close the door. I assume Pete goes to the spare room to change. I manage to put the thing on alone.

I walk out of the room to see Spidey, he puts on his mask and I put down my visor. "So, how do we get out without getting caught?"
"Well, that's the advantage of having a penthouse." I open my balcony door and he follows. "You go first. I'll just follow you around."
"Okay, just tell me if you have trouble, I'll come help." Spidey swings off onto the building across from mine. I take off and we start to fly around the city.

"I don't know if I'll ever get used to this." I do a few tricks in the air and I hear him laugh through the speaker in my helmet.
"You get used to it, but it never gets old."
I see Spidey starting showing off. Doing a few nose dives and backflips.

I look down and see a news van. 'How convenient.' I see a few people taking pictures are Spider-Man. Then they notice me. I give them a quick wave. It's nervewracking. What will they think of me? Will they trust me to help them? What if they call me a dumb name?

"Looks like they've spotted you."
"Yeah, I'll be all over the news for the second time this month."
"October has been really busy for you huh? It's not even been two full weeks in."
"And then I've got my birthday coming up." He lands somewhere and I decide I should do so too.

"Your birthday?" He pulls off his mask and sits on the building's edge.
"Did I not tell you? October 16th is my birthday."
"That's two weeks away. How do you expect me to get you a gift if I don't know it's your birthday?" I slip down next to him, but not on the edge. Also folding my wings in so I don't take up too much space.
"I don't need a gift. You coming over tomorrow is enough for me." I lean against him slightly. It's a little odd due to the armor. "Okay, but I'm still getting you a gift."
"Suit yourself. Just remember anything you get me will be perfect."

It's a comfortable silence for a while, I'm fairly sure Peter is too busy thinking about a present to talk to me. I pull out my phone to take a picture of us. "Say cheese!" I flip up a peace sign while he just smiles. "That reminds me. Are you experienced with internet trolls?" He looks over to me.
"Why?"
"I made a Twitter account because people on the internet were saying it would be cool if I had one. Well, I'm getting comments and messages from the same three people. Telling me I should go back into hiding because they'll be my worse nightmare. I'm just not sure how worried I should be."

"Right now it doesn't seem that bad. Could just be some assholes on the internet." I nod my head slowly and sigh. "Make sure not to post anything that could give away where you live." Peter puts on the mask and stands up. He pulls me up and we continue with the patrol.

A/N Still going to try and do these more often. I know the story seems kind of slow, but it's getting somewhere I promise. Just please stick with me.