"What?!? We're keeping MJ and Shuri's?!?!"
"Yeah. No faiirrrrr."
"It's team Awesome's actually, and it's okay Morgan; you'll get to have an extra slice of dessert... if it's okay with your mom?"
Pepper shrugs, and I admit to defeat. (there's really no use fighting when it's one against everyone else, and it's 100% not cute if that one is a 16 year old who should really be doing better things with his time)
The food is served buffet style since there are other people coming in to eat, and I feel awkward when people try to talk to me and I don't understand them.
I think MJ might feel the same, since she makes her way over to me with her plate and asks me if I like the food.
We talk a bit in the corner while the other people mill about, and it kinda reminds me of being at midtown tech again.
If I couldn't understand anyone.
We get stared at a lot, partly because I'm white, and partly because to most of the people here we're laughing and talking in gibberish. The staring only increases when Shuri comes to talk to us, with her brother in lagging behind and socializing with the quests.
"This is the only reason I'd ever want to rule; being able to help people. But it's easier to do that without having to deal with Old White Guys™ who want vibranium for like, their phones."
"That's fair."
We continue talking, and King T'Challa welcomes us ('I'm a bit late, but I hope my sister showed more hospitality than usual'), and reminds Shuri that there are other people here.
So it's just us again.
We stand in silence for a bit, both kinda absorbing what a mess this last however long has been and dreading what a mess it would be for a while.
"Hey we're going to have to do something about-"
"Mysterio? Yeah."
"I was gonna say Ned, but him too."
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Lost Home
FanfictionMysterio's not dead. But he is out for blood. Michelle finds Peter nearly dead on the bridge after the fight with Mysterio, who is nowhere to be found. After he attacks Aunt May, leaving a note for Peter to dissapear, Peter decides to run away. O...
