It's All Just Static In My Head {Peter Parker & Avengers Fic}

School Shooting

((Wednesday April 22, continued))

"And with that, I win." Mj proudly stated, looking down at the game of Monopoly she just won. Peter and Ned stared at her, mouths wide open.

"We're never playing this game again." Ned grumbled, starting to put the pieces away.

"Aw, don't be a sore loser, Ned!" Peter encouraged, him and Mj helping out with the clean up process.

"Yeah, Ned, don't be a loser." The girl snickered. Ned stuck his tongue out at her, and she - like the mature woman she is - flipped him off, causing the trio to laugh. "Anyways, I have to go home. Bye Peter, bye loser!"

"Bye!" The boys both said at the same time. After Mj closed the front door, Ned turned to Peter. "Dude, Mj just called you by your actual name. She, like, never does that!"

Peter rolled his eyes, getting off of the living room floor. "So? I'm pretty sure she's just trying to emphasize her calling you a loser."

They went into Ned's bedroom, and closed the door behind them. "If you say so, Peter."

Peter thought about it for a second, changing into his pajamas (he had snuck into his bedroom through his window to grab a couple of day's worth of clothes, food, and bathroom supplies. Yay him.) "Do you. . .do you think she, I don't know, likes me?" His voice came out hopeful and squeaky.

"You've definitely earned her respect." Ned grinned. "Maybe it's because you punched Flash."

"Ha, maybe." The boys settled down into a comfortable silence, until Peter turned to Ned.

"I know we don't have the stuff to make them, but do you wanna. . .design real, working lightsabers?"

There were practically stars in Ned's eyes. "YES!"

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Ned was peacefully snoring away as Peter stared at the ceiling with a frown. He couldn't keep avoiding home, he'd have to go back eventually.

Was Ben even worried about him? Did he ever go out looking for him, calling for him, begging for him to come home?

Probably not.

Peter rolled over, and tried to go to sleep.

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Ben stumbled outside of the apartment building, a nearly empty beer bottle in hand. He took a big gulp out of it as he stumbled down the street, anger stirring up inside him.

"Peter!" He yelled, his anger clear in his tone. "You brat! Peter!"

Ben swears he's dead meat once he comes home. If he comes home.

Ben took another drink.

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((Monday, April 27))

"You look like crap." Was the first thing Harry said once Mr. Osborn left the room. Nearly every day now, Mr. Osborn and Dr. Connors would leave Harry and Peter alone so they could go talk about some important experiment. Peter suspects it has something to do with the lizard DNA project he was working on, but hasn't gotten enough information to confirm it.

"Gee, thanks." Peter sarcastically replied, going over his work notes. "Today was my first back to school, so I'm tired."

"After being suspended for punching that kid? How'd school go?"

Peter shrugged. "Eh, besides some whispering and staring, it was pretty normal." Peter finally looked up at Harry, and frowned at the big, ugly bruise across his face. "Speaking of punching, who punched you?"