Peter Parker One-Shots

Trip to London (Chapter 1-2 Sample)

Okay so I wrote like eight pages of the start of this one story, and I think I'm going to write it as a second book. What you are about to read is a sample of the first two chapters, but I cut out a TON of details to make it one shorter chapter. Let me know if you would want to read this book. It would consist of the airport details, the plane ride to London, the London trip itself, a Spider-Man fight scene, MJ and Peter ship details, the flight back, the aftermath, and quite a few other things that I can't tell you without spoiling the story.

Okay now here's some bits and pieces that I put together to make a summary of the first two chapters.

By the way, May died a while ago and Tony adopted Peter, and Peter and MJ are a thing since FFH.

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"WAKE UP PETE!"

Peter's eyes slowly opened. He moaned when they burned from the light, and pulled his pillow from underneath his head to cover his face.

"Peter, wake up," Tony said again, this time slightly quieter.

Peter moaned again as he slowly removed the pillow from his face. He opened his eyes again, this time to find Tony' face inches from Peter's.

Tony moved out of the way as Peter sat up. Peter turned his head to the clock on his nightstand.

"Tony?" Peter asked, "Why are you waking me up at three o'clock in the morning?"

Tony plopped Peter's heavy packed suitcase at Peter's feet in response.

"Oh yeah," Peter said. He had forgotten about his field trip to London with his Decathlon club that day.

"You better be ready in fifteen minutes," Tony said as he exited Peter's room.

Peter sluggishly got out of bed and got dressed. He then made his way to his large bathroom to brush his teeth and hair.

Peter opened the cap of the toothpaste tube and squeezed a small glob onto his Spider-Man toothbrush and started swishing his toothbrush back and forth on his teeth. The water from the faucet washed the remainder of the foamy toothpaste on his brush. He gave the brush a tap on the sink, and exchanged it for a comb.

About seven minutes later, Peter had grabbed his suitcase and backpack from his room and shut the door on his way out.

"Hey sleeping beauty," Tony said.

"Hey Dad," Peter said, his voice scratchy.

Peter propped his backpack and suitcase against the wall by the elevator and walked back toward the kitchen, making his way to the pantry.

"Make sure to grab something to last you a few hours," Tony said.

Peter let out a short hum in acknowledgment. He then grabbed a granola bar and closed the pantry.

"Okay let's go over your list one more time," Tony said. "Phone?"

"Check," Peter responded.

"Laptop?"

"Check."

"Chargers for both?"

"Check."

"Toothbrush, toothpaste, floss, deodorant, hairbrush or comb, hair gel, and other toiletries?"

"Check, check, check, check, check, check, and check."

"And most importantly," Peter met Tony's gaze, "your suit and web shooters?"

"Check, but I won't need them."

"You never know, Pete," Tony said.

With that, Peter slung his backpack over his shoulder and grabbed his suitcase, following Tony to the elevator, out of the tower, and into the car parked out front with a very tired Happy in the driver's seat.

Despite being super tired, Peter talked the entire thirty minute drive to the airport.

"And MJ and I are going to sit together on the plane and watch movies together and maybe nap together and talk and play card games together. I brought two decks of cards. One is a Star Wars one and it has Darth Vader and Luke Skywalker on it and they have lightsabers and its really cool and the other one has my face on it, well not my face but Spider-Man's face and its all red and it looks really cool and-"

Tony smiled at the excited teenager, and although Happy looked annoyed, he secretly loved listening to Peter's giddy chatter.

When they arrived, Happy parked near the entrance of the airport. Both Tony and Happy hopped out of the car with Peter to help him grab his bags, and to say goodbye to him.

"See ya, kid," Happy said to Peter with a smile barely visible.

"Bye Happy," Peter said.

"Bye Peter," Tony said. "Be safe, I love you!"

"Bye Dad," Peter responded, pulling Tony into a hug. "Love you too!"

Tony watched as Peter walked into the airport, then got back in the car and was driven away by Happy.

Peter stepped inside of the airport, feeling lost at first glance. Alas, almost immediately, he spotted a group of tired, grumpy teenagers to his right. He joined the group.

"Hey loser," MJ said to Peter, planting a small kiss on his cheek.

"Hey MJ," Peter said, blushing madly.

"YOOOOO!"

Peter turned to see his best friend smiling widely.

"Hey Ned," Peter responded.

Ned opened his mouth to say something else, but was interrupted by Mr. Harrington. Mr. Harrington started speaking about safety protocols and other boring information, while all of the sleepy teenagers tuned out. When his speech was finished, Mr. Harrington clapped his hands together, accidentally startling the students.

The group started walking toward security, MJ and Ned on either side of Peter, and MJ and Peter hand in hand. 

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Almost exactly three months after I published this (three months as of tomorrow), I finally wrote a separate story based on this one-shot. As of now, the first chapter is out! The book is called London Trip. So if you liked this one-shot, you should go read it! Thank you!