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It was Sunday morning and Morgan was sitting on the couch, bored out of her mind. Peter and Harley jumped over the couch and landed on either side of her.

"What's up Morgz?" Harley asked.

"I'm bored!" She groaned.

"Me too. Let's go to the pools." Peter suggested.

"No. Let's go to the beach." Morgan developed the idea.

Harley looked at Morgan. "But Tony and Alex and everyone else can't go to the beach, they're too famous."

"How 'bout, you, me, Peter, Aunty Nat, and Uncle Sam." She said to Harley. "People won't recognize them or us."

"Touché." The boys said at the same time.

Morgan's face lit up, "I'll go get Aunty Nat, you go get Uncle Sam." She said as she ran off.

Harley looked to Peter, "She does know that FRIDAY could have gotten them, right?" He asked sarcastically.

Peter chuckled and shook his head, then looked to the ceiling. "FRIDAY? Can you ask Sam to come here please?"

"Of course, Peter." Came her automated reply.

A couple minutes later, Sam, Nat, Morgan, Peter and Harley were all in Tony's lab, having just explained their plan.

"So, whaddaya think?" Harley asked.

Tony thought for a second then turned to face the group, "I think it's good, as long as Sam and Nat are okay with looking after you three for the day."

The other two adults in the room nodded, "It'll be fun!" Nat replied.

"Yeah, I haven't been to the beach in ages." Sam remarked.

"Okay then, go get ready and Happy will be waiting for you in the car." Tony told the group; Morgan squealed and hugged her dad.

Alex was sitting in Wanda's room, braiding Cassie's hair, while Lila did hers and Wanda did Lila's. They had decided the night before that today was going to be a girl's day-minus Morgan. They were going to watch movies, sing and eat lots of junk food.

Alex's phone vibrated, she looked down and saw she was getting a phone call, luckily, they had all just finished their braids.

"I have to take this; I'll be right back." She said as she walked out of the room and down the very end of the hallway, she picked up the call. "Mission 428, Riley Xander-Smith."

"Mission report." Came the deep voice on the other side.

Like routine, Alex's eyes glossed over and a thick Russian accent was added to her voice. "No new news. But Peter Parker could be starting to catch on. He has been overhearing my calls."

"That is your fault. You are only supposed to answer these calls if you are in a secure place." They sounded frustrated. "Understand?"

"Understood." With that the call was over and Alex was walking back to Wanda's room.

"So where are we going?" Happy asked once everyone was in the stylish black Audi van.

"Long Beach, please Happy." Natasha asked from the front seat.

It was February and still winter, but for winter today was very hot. The drive took just over an hour and it was now 12.30pm, midday. The group got out of the car, grabbed their few things and found a nice spot on the beach next to a small outdoor free gym, a little bit away from the really crowded part of the beach.

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