Infelicity [P. Parker x Reader]

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What am I even supposed to wear to a party? My normal sweatshirt won't do it for the fancy dancy Liz and her fancy dancy house in the suburbs. I'm pretty sure I can get away with jeans though. . .

Meh. It's not like anyone actually cares. Oh wait, I care.

In the end, I just decided to wear some overalls with a nicer top underneath. Sneakers on, I checked my phone and saw MJ was on her way over. She actually has a license because her parents think it's important to have one. I just don't have a car to be driving around in.

Is it bad that I still haven't decided whether or not I want to even come to the party as Nova at all? It seems pretty stupid to me for a superhero to have to go to a party at all.

I heard the front door open and see MJ let herself in.

"Hey, bitch!" MJ said, as she flopped down on the worn-out couch.

"Oh my gosh, your nose isn't stuck in a book," I said, flopping down beside her. "Love the dress."

"Love the overalls. OH! Were you able to get into contact with Nova?"

"Yeah. We both agreed that her going to this party was stupid and she had something else she had to work on this evening anyway."

MJ patted my knee in condolences for the embarrassment yet to come. "Well, we better get going if we're going to go at all." We walked down the stairs to the bottom floor and gave Ms. Farina a quick hello on the way out. Once we got settled on the road, MJ asked, "By the way, where's your dad been lately? I haven't heard you talk about him much since you two left for that family issue earlier this year."

"Oh well, he's been off on business trips lately back to back." I looked out the window at the passing cars.

There's so much light that it's hard to see the stars, but all the signs take up your attention. Many of them are for normal products like Coke or perfume, but some have Avengers themed items. I'm pretty sure I saw a kitchen collection with a Captain America waffle iron. Father's Day gift: check. The Hulk even got a blender!

The farther we got from the city, the more and more you could see the stars. The closer we got to Liz's house, the more you could hear the bass of some random song. I would like to take a note now and say that Liz's house is huge. So modern as well.

MJ parked the car a little ways down the street and we started walking up the hill. This definitely looks like it's just a couple people coming over.

The music was incredibly loud and Flash was the DJ. I felt like today has just been a huge compilation of how much can we add to this day to make it even worse.

MJ and I settled ourselves closer to the door, knowing we weren't going to stay for long. Not long after, Peter and Ned entered the house and looked amazed. They started whispering to each other as if planning something.

"Can't believe you guys came to this lame party," MJ said, addressing the two.

"But you're here too," Ned replied, confused.

"Am I?"

MJ walked away and I stepped towards the guys, only to be interrupted by Liz. "Oh my gosh. Hey, guys. Cool hat, Ned." Both said hello in reply. "I'm so happy you guys came. There's pizza and drinks. Help yourself."

"What a great party," Peter stumbled out.

"Thanks."

Something crashed from a few rooms over and Liz awkwardly excused herself from the conversation. I finished walking the maybe two steps I was away and said, "Hey, Pete, Ned. I like the hat."

"Hey, (Y/N). Were you able to get Nova to come tonight?" Ned asked.

"Nah, she had plans tonight and couldn't make it."

"Oh. That's too bad. Hey, Peter, since Liz's here, why don't you go ahead and Spidey it up?"

"No, no, no. I can't do this. Spider-Man is not a party trick, okay? I'm just gonna be myself," Peter replied.

"Peter, no one wants that."

"I have to agree with Peter here. I don't think this would be something Spider-Man would actually do," I said.

They both started walking further into the house and Flash seemed to take notice of this, shouting into the mic, "Penis Parker, what's up? So where's your pal Spider-Man? What about Nova? Let me guess, in Canada with your imaginary girlfriend?" The air-horn sound effect blasted. "That's not Spider-Man. That's just Ned in a red shirt."

"Where's your date, Flash? I thought you said you had one with Black Widow? Oh wait, she, along with any other superhero out there has better things to do than come to some petty high school party," I shouted over the loud music.

I looked beside me to see Peter was no longer behind me. He's walking out of the house, and through to the cement top of Liz's house. Nobody even seemed to see him climb up there.

Following, I know exactly what he's planning. I don't wait for some sarcastic comment back from Flash either.

"Peter! Wait up!" I finished the climb up to see him fully dressed in his Spider-Man suit without the mask. His hair was a mess and he kinda looked like that actor Andrew Garfield.

"What, (Y/N)?" He seemed really agitated.

"I don't think you should do this. Spider-Man wouldn't do this."

"And you think you know so well what Spider-Man would do? I'm Spider-Man. We aren't separate people."

"I know that! You wouldn't do this either! Do you really like that Liz girl this much?" I somewhat don't want him to answer that. I think I already know.

"It's not just Liz I'm doing this for. Do you see what Flash is doing in there?" He paced back and forth. "I'm sick of having to hear the same thing every single day. 'Oh, hey! Look, it's Penis Parker!' This has been going on since middle school. You know that."

Well that didn't answer my question about Liz.

We both stayed quiet for what felt like a minute, but it's closer to thirty seconds and he began to practice what he'll say once he swings in.

I shivered in the cool September air. "Pete-"

We both looked to the distance and saw a huge explosion of blue.

"What the hell?" He asked. "(Y/N), go back inside to the party or get home. I have to go check this out." He put on the mask and started walking towards the edge of the roof.

"Wait!" I saw him pause at my outburst, "Be careful."

He nodded, and then swung off into the distance.

"Like hell he's going to be the only one who gets to have fun tonight," I mumbled to no one in particular.

I sent MJ a quick text to let her know something came up and I won't need a ride before portaling back to my room to suit up.