Little Situation

Chapter 23

  "Wait, so, Uncle Tony got pissed at you?" Sarah asked, walking with Ned and Peter to the bodega before heading to Peter's.

"Mainly that I almost drowned. He says I should stay the friendly neighborhood spider but the problems are coming into the neighborhood," Peter said frustrated as he looked at the drinks in the fridge.

"I think he's just worried. Sometimes he doesn't even like when I go on missions alone, you've just got to prove that you can be an Avenger."

"If they ever let me."

"Don't say that, of course they will. You said you found Chitauri weapons, don't let a setback like Uncle Tony's temper tantrum throw you from your job. Was the party fun at least?"

Peter shrugged. "It was fine."

"He actually talked to Liz," Ned offered.

Peter shook his head when Sarah gave him an excited yet questioning face. "She's cool."

"Cool? That's it, I thought this was the girl you had been crushing on since freshman year?"

"Crushing was a strong word."

"You know what else was strong, your staring."

"It was cause we hadn't seen her since last summer. I talked to her, she's cool. I guess I still like her, just think I've started to notice someone else."

The three made their way to the checkout. Sarah and Ned both questioned Peter but he didn't say anything. He grabbed the snacks out of Sarah's hand and paid for them before she got the chance to take out her wallet like usual. Peter blinked in surprise when she suddenly was right in his face.

"I'll find out who this mystery girl is. You can't hide her from me forever... damn, can't come over anymore," Sarah read a message off of her phone. "I just made Prima in company."

"When did you join a real ballet studio?"

"Well I didn't. Aleisha Dupont, from France did... now if you boys excuse me, I have a wig to change into, some prosthetics to put on and a headmaster whose face is about to meet the end of my pointe shoe. Bye, Ned, Peter Parker."

She gave both boys a peck on the cheek and darted out the bodega where Happy's car was pulled up. Happy drove carefully so she could apply the makeup and secure the black straight wig with bangs. It was a small mission technically but Sarah loved any mission that let her do solo work. Not because she didn't love the team but team missions were usually always smash a few things and lots of fighting, solo missions for her tended to be spy work and if someone has to die it's discreet without much of a fight, and often not by her hands.

"Aleisha!"

Sarah ran to her friends and hugged them.

"We heard about Prima, the whole company is talking."

"It's too bad I can't enjoy it."

"Can't enjoy it."

"Mon pere, we're moving back to France. Today's my last day."

"No, really? Well, we should celebrate our 24 hour prima. Let's go, I want a good spot at the barre."

Sarah stayed behind when everyone else had cleared out to talk to the headmaster. Well, there wasn't any talking. She hit him upside the temple with the pointe shoe when he was in the hallway and dragged him back into his office to prop him up in his chair. Humming the Dance of the Little Swans, Sarah turned on the electric kettle and poured him a cup— making it the exact way she had observed him do it for the past few months.