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Part 14

imma like start using some billdip fanart for this book cuz there is literally no parley art at all. :(

here's ya next chapter!

and i am so sorry for not updating for the past week

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3RD POV

*earlier

"Hey Harls, I overheard the others and they were talking about how they were going to 'lock us in the lab together' so that we'd confess and get together or somethin'. Wanna play a prank on them?"

A mischevious smirk made its way to the dirty blond's face, he nodded, unintentionally grabing Peter's wrist and pulling him down to the labs once they had acumilated a plan.

He flinched a little, making a small squeak as Harley did so. The hand immediately let go, the owner of it looking at the flustered boy. He walked over to Peter and whispered in his ear.

"Ahh, I see. You are very sensitive. This is going to be fun." Before grabbing his upper arm and pulling him to the elevator.

very fun

--- time skip ---

"Sooo, dad. Care to explain?" Peter asked as he sat down on the carpeted floor in front of his boyfriend, Harley.

Tony, or dad, was squirming around uncomfortably in his seat. Along with every other avenger in the room - besides Thor, he was too innocent and oblivious to understand the situation he was currently in.

"W - we were just -"

"Being stalkers? Ha ha, nice try Ton pfft-

Sorry Harley, I can't keep this 'scary person act' up, So we kinda over heard you talking so we decided to scare you a bit. No harm done, ya bunch of creeps.

The worried Stark - no not Peter, the old man - let out a sigh of relief, originally afraid of the fact that he might of been scolded by his son.

Just as Peter was about to say something else the hairs on his neck and arms prickled, sticking up as if they had been gelled back like that.

"Well I'm going to go and finish my assignment, see ya later fam." His footsteps faded as he walked to his room at a fast pace, the click of the door signalling that he had entered his room.

The avengers gave eachother looks before shrugging, not realising that Harley had disappeared as well.

"Sir, spiderman has been spotted."

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Peter's POV

As soon as I ahut the door I immediately pulled off my hoodie and jumped out of the window, the iconic spidersuit encasing me before any sumlight hit me.

I had heard several bloodcurdling screams fromsomeplace not to far away from where I was, crackling sounds and a continuous beep accompanying it. Which ment only one thing.

There was a fire.

Soon enough the large ember flames came into view, the warm shades of the colour spectrum mixing together to create a frightening mass. The firemen were shouting below, but only a few muffled words reached my ears.

"There's - children - three - need - out - spiderman!"

I sucked in a breath and swung in, feet first - smashing the thin glass into small peices of glistening crystals. A small cry caught my attention, I moved swiftly through the burning planks off wood and bits of concrete and plaster.

A small group of children were huddled together, clinging onto one another as if their lives depended on it.

"Spiderman? look! Spiderman's going to save us!" The little kids eyes were puffy and red from crying, and probably the smoke. I scooped up the three, kicking down several charcole black doors.

The last door I opened was what was the entrance, the triplets running out of my arms and into the clear opening. Then I heard it.

A terrifying, loud creak and crack of the walls on the floor above me. In panic I pushed the kids forwards, and soon enough all I could see was black.

And feel pain.

So so much pain, as if a building was pushing down on my whole body.

oh.

There is a building pushing down my whole body.

Shiz.