Peter's POV
Helicopters are still flying around the ferry, while I am perching on the edge of a building, mask in hand, when Mr. Stark flies over to me.
"Previously on Peter Screws the Pooch: I tell you to stay away from this. Instead, you hacked a multimillion-dollar suit so you could sneak around behind my back doing the one thing I told you not to do." Mr. Stark angrily starts.
"Is everyone okay?" I ask.
"No thanks to you." Mr. Stark spat.
"No thanks to me?" Angered, I jump off the edge and approached Mr. Stark.
"Those weapons were out there, and I tried to tell you about it. But you didn't listen. None of this would've happened if you had just listened to me. If you even cared, you'd actually be here." I snap. The Iron Man suit opens, revealing Mr. Stark. inside. I gasp quietly, and he marches toward me, and I step back.
"I did listen, kid. Who do you think called the FBI, huh? Do you know that I was the only one who believed in you? Everyone else said I was crazy to recruit a 14-year-old kid." Mr. Stark sighed.
"I'm fifteen." I add.
"No, this is where you zip it, all right? The adult is talking. What if somebody had died tonight? Different story, right? 'Cause that's on you. And if you died, I feel like that's on me. I don't need that on my conscience. I trusted you to make sure Kat didn't get in trouble and get thrown into the Raft. You're a good kid, and I trusted you to make sure doesn't get in any trouble. Now she might be thrown in the Raft." Mr. Stark sighed and runs a hand through his hair.
I felt terrible. Mr. Stark trusted me to make sure Kat didn't get in trouble, and what did I do? Get her in a deeper hole than before. I look down to my feet, ashamed.
"Yes, sir." I mumble.
"Yes?" Mr. Stark asks.
"I, I'm sorry. I didn't-" I start.
"Sorry doesn't cut it." Mr. Stark snaps.
"I understand. I just wanted to be like you." I reason.
"And I wanted you to be better. Okay, it's not working out. I'm gonna need the suit back." Mr. Stark holds out a hand, and I gasp.
"For how long?" I stutter.
"Forever." Mr. Stark says. I shake my head. This, can't be happening! "Yeah. Yeah, that's how it works."
"No, no, no... Please, please, please..." I beg.
"Let's have it." Mr. Stark orders.
"You don't understand. Please. This is all I have. I'm nothing without this suit." I try.
"If you're nothing without this suit, then you shouldn't have it. Okay? God, I sound like my dad." Mr. Stark sighs.
"I don't have any other clothes." I sigh, defeated. I guess this is my destiny now.
"Okay, we'll sort that out." Mr. Stark replies.
-Le time skiparoo-
I walk down the hallway of my apartment wearing pink Hello Kitty pajama pants and an oversized NYC tourist T-shirt. I knock on a door, and May answers.
"Hey." I whisper. May inhales deeply and storms inside.
"I've been calling you all day. You didn't answer your phone. You can't do that. Then this ferry thing happens. I've called five police stations." May angrily starts, and I inwardly panic. I walk to May and stand behind her, as she paces around in the living room.
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Fanfiction"He's fast, she's weird, and she's supernatural." Katriana Maximoff is the little sister of Wanda and Pietro Maximoff. She'd never signed up to be an Avenger. And she definitely didn't want to go to school. But what if that all changed when a certa...
