Looks Can Be Deceiving

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After yesterday's fiasco, Peter spent the afternoon/evening watching movies with his family, and he even facetimed Aunt May with Harley and Tony. Turns out not the whole day was horrible. Saturday was normal and they didn't do much, it was now Sunday and Peter was currently swinging through the streets of Manhattan, back to the Avengers Tower, dreading the coming Monday.

"Hey Karen, can you open the window to my room please?" Peter asked the AI sweetly.

Then came her surprisingly life-like reply, "Sure thing Peter. There is no one in your room, you are free to go."

"Thanks." Peter webbed up the Tower and swung into his room. He got changed into a shirt and his work-out sweats, then went down to the common room, it was nearly 4 'o' clock in the afternoon. Steve, Natasha, Bucky, and Clint were all standing around the kitchen island, talking. "Hey guys." Peter walked over, taking a water from the fridge.

"Hey Pete." Steve greeted casually.

"Hi паук." Replied Nat.

"Паук братан." Bucky nodded his head.

"How was patrol bug boy?" Clint asked.

Peter leaned on the island next to Clint and replied, "Normal, stopped a few muggings, a robbery, yada yada yada. Where is everyone?"

"The kids, Sam, Scott and Hope are all in Wanda's room watching a movie, Tony and Bruce are testing something, Rhodey and Vision are with Fury, Shuri is back in Wakanda." Steve replied, a bit too well for an a hundred-year-old man.

Peter nodded, Nat spoke next, "We were going to train, you want to join us паук?"

"Yeah, sure." He agreed.

The group made their way down to the training room, chatting amongst themselves. Peter started on weights and upper body strength for the first fifteen minutes, then went and observed Nat and Clint spar, as well as watching Steve and Bucky do the same.

Harley walked in, not at all surprised to see there were already people in there, he ambled over to Peter. "Hey bro, wanna go a round?" He asked, using slang.

Peter nodded and the two boys moved over to the mat next to Clint and Nat. The boys had their own way of starting a match, they bowed to each other, stood in their positions and snapped their fingers to acknowledge the start. It was an unspoken agreement between the two, that Peter wasn't allowed to use his webs or stickiness to his advantage during their fights. Both were trained in acrobatics, martial arts and self-defense.

Peter and Harley flipped, tumbled, ducked and dived out of the others reach, throwing punches, kicking and once again, flipping their opponent. The first match resulted with Peter as victor, however, this was only the warmup.

A few rounds later and it was almost 5.30, time for dinner. Alex opened the door to the training room, "Uh, Steve? Dad wants to know what's for dinner..." She trailed off, totally not expecting to see Peter and Harley full on fighting. "What is going on?!"

Everyone was now aware of her presence and had since stopped sparring. Steve walked over to Alex, "We were training." He explained.

Alex looked confused, "I didn't know they could fight." She said pointing to the twins.

"Oh, yeah, well, safety measures." Steve rushed. "So, Tony wants to know what's for dinner?" He changed the subject.

Alex didn't look all too convinced, but still willed for the conversation to be changed. "Yes. Dad thinks we should have..." As the pair walked away, the discussion was harder to hear.

The remainder of the group silently agreed that training was over and went to have showers.

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