Peter Parker and The Avengers

Stuck in The Vents?

Peter's POV

Mr Stark and the others had gone on a mission abroad, and he told me I wasn't allowed to come, which was totally unfair since I can take care of myself perfectly fine.

Anyway, I decided to just get some of my homework done and maybe play Among Us later. Shuri was also coming over in a week, and I badly needed to talk to someone who understood my humour and, best of all, Vines.

After about an hour, I went to the kitchen to get some snacks. God, homework makes me hungry.

I was drinking my Capri-Sun and was heading back to my room, when I heard a noise above me. It was muffled, and I couldn't really make out who it was.

As quick as lightning, I took out my phone and started recording.

"I'm at Stark Tower, and I heard this noise above me. I think someone's in the roof. I have no idea what to do. Should I call him? Nah, I don't want to bother him." I spoke to the camera.

"Pete?" A voice called out. The same one that was in the roof.

"Y-yes? By the way, I have a lightsaber, so t-try fight me, roof monster thing!" I tried to threaten it.

"Er... ok? Pete, it's me. Clint." I heard him say.

"Clint?" I asked. "What are you doing up there?"

"I wanted to get to the kitchen fast. So I took the vents. But now I'm stuck." He explained.

"Oh." I said. "So... no roof monster then?"

"Nah. Just me." He replied. "Wait, you recording? Throw your phone up through the slot."

"Why?" I questioned.

"Well, if your going to make a video diary, don't you want me in it?" He asked. "By the way, go get Stark. Call him or something. I'm getting so bored."

"Sure." I did as he said and went of to tell Mrs Potts to call Mt Stark.

What The Recording Filmed

"Hey? I'm Clint, by the way. AKA Hawkeye."

Clint shifted uncomfortably. "Yeah, so I'm stuck. Hopefully Pete gets Stark soon. I'm so bored."

He looked down at the ipad he was holding.

"Stupid Game! I can never get imposter!" He yelled. With a sigh, he continued playing. "So yeah. I've got a juice box and a pack of biscuits, so Stark is going to have to be quick before I starve."

The word Defeat flashed on his screen and he let out a groan.

"Whatever."

Then, two eyes flashed behind him, inhuman like. They were changing from red to white so fast it was heard to keep up.

Clint must've sensed something wasn't right, because he scrunched his eyebrows slowly, and then, as if he was in a horror movie, screamed like a girl and punched the vent hatch violently in order to escape.

It didn't budge, and the camera blurred as the movement made it clatter to the floor.

More screams, then a laugh.

A chorus of echoing laughter joined, and Stark's voice was heard, even if it was as quiet as a whisper.

"And that's for putting shaving cream all over our beds!" Ooooh, it was a prank.

"You pranked me! No fair!" Clint cried.

"You can thank Scott and Nat for coming up with the idea!" Bucky laughed.

The phone was picked up from the ground and a furious Clint came into view.

"Betrayal!" He yelled, more to the phone than anything.

But with the amount of laughing, it was hard for him to keep a straight face and soon, an uninvited grin was plastered over his face.

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Hey guys!

I know this was really short, but I hoped you liked it anyway.

I was writing this in the car on thee way to London at 6am, which is why it's not as good.

If you guys have any requests, let me know because I'm running on 3am ideas for these chapters.😂😅😂

Anyways, enjoy the rest of the story!

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