"There's this kid out there that can control the wind or something. I think she's a great addition to the team. Let's recruit her."
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"Step five. Let her know you're Spider-Man. I don't know how, but she'll have to know." Peter muttered to himself as he silently read step five that was on the recruiting method which was pinned on the bulletin board in his room above his desk. For the next three days since Friday night, a.k.a the night he did step four, he had been reading and re-reading step five over and over.
After all, telling Y/N that he was Spider-Man was different and he had never done it before. Ned, aunt May, and MJ found out and figured it out on their own. "At this point, Y/N may have already figured out." Peter told himself, but he immediately shook his head.
However, it was impossible for Y/N to figure out because she and him weren't really close before. Therefore, Y/N has never really paid attention to Peter. Y/N may have picked up a few of MJ's traits here and there, but she never got MJ's way of observing. Again, Peter asked Scott for help when he took a break from patrolling on a Monday afternoon.
"Hey, what's up, Petey?" Scott smiled as he answered the phone. He munched on some chips while watching television. Peter scrunched up his face because it sounded like some weird ASMR mukbang video on YouTube.
"Yeah, hi. I need your help again." Peter said as he lifted his mask until his mouth so that he could speak properly and so that he could be understood.
Scott put his phone away from his ear and looked at Luis and grinned, "Hey dude, guess what."
"What?" Luis smiled.
"I'm talking to Spider-Man on the phone!" Scott bragged. "We're, like, besties now. He asks me for help. Like, I'm so honored! So, so honored."
If Peter didn't have any steps to be followed or if he weren't recruiting anyone, he would've laughed at Scott. But now, he didn't. He was desperate for help. He didn't know what to do.
"Um, Mr. Lang? You still there?" Peter asked.
Scott quickly pressed the phone on his ear again and said, "Yeah! And don't call me Mr. Lang. I sound old or whatever. Call me Scotty!"
"That sounds kind of weird." Peter admitted. "I'll, uh, I'll call you Scott instead."
"Sure thing, spider-bro!" Scott said excitedly as he looked at Luis, who gave him two thumbs ups. "Anyway, what did you need help with?"
"I don't know how to tell Y/N that I'm Spider-Man." Peter said in a hushed voice, afraid that someone might hear him despite sitting on the rooftop.
Scott nodded and hummed, "Well, I don't know what to say. I guess, just ease your way through it before actually telling her."
"How?" Peter questioned.
"I don't know." Scott shrugged. "Drop hints for a few days or something and when the time is right, just say it. Tell her."
"Scott, that's genius!" Peter grinned. "Thank you!"
"No problem, Spidey!" Scott chuckled. "I'll talk to you soon, okay?"
