Peter received the next week off of work as Tony and Banner are called off to a mission making it that much easier for him to explain why Peter Parker had to take a week off. leaving only to figure out his collage classes and Wade.

He was happy with getting to be taken on a mission, he was rarely allowed to come because of his age difference between himself and the others even if he was extremely skilled. Because of this unfair and unspoken rule he was left to stick around his ( very appreciated ) father wanna be.

And at this time he wasn't exactly in the clear of those subjects that make you wish you could just jump out the window of your plane to avoid it. And he couldn't go pester Logan for now because he'd already gotten the 'Snikt' Warning and Clint was flying for now leaving him either to try is luck with the other avengers or to stick next to dad....

He hates these road trips.

" So." Spidey flinches as Tony speaks. " Anything you'd like to talk about?" Stark asks referring to the whole Deadpool scenario caught on cam to which Peter has denied an explanation for last time they spoke.

" No it was nothing." Peter lies. That kiss was huge. One of the largest, most important things that had happened since he and Wade had met.

" You're an awful liar." Tony says.

" That's a first." Spider-Man mutters as he crosses his arms In front of himself to glare at the floor of the air craft. 

" You lie enough to know you're good? You ever consider that maybe you lie to yourself Well enough for you to believe it?"

" What's that supposed to mean?" The teen snaps.

" Man of Spiders. Barton is requesting your company as of now. " Thor interrupts.

The two arguing males stop to look up at him before Spidey unbuckles the seat straps Tony insisted he had to put on if they where to leave the ground. He passes by the asgaurdian to make his way to the Birdbrain.

Peter could hear Thor talking with Tony, telling the billionaire to let off the pressure on the young man, saying perhaps the Spider himself wasn't sure of what was going on. That boys didn't always know what they where doing and what Tony was so worried about was either really nothing, or something The teen would have to figure
Put himself.

" Hey Spidey,"  Clint says bringing the web-head's attention back.

" Yeah?"

" I need you to go bellow deck. Max just met up. I need you to go open the exterior cargo door so she can get in. I can't do it without opening up the exterior door and that would set off problems with the pressure in here. "

" But Won't I get sucked out?"

" I thought you where claiming to be Spider-Man. Sticking to walls and spinning your own silk. And don't worry about the whole air and pressure thing, you should be fine."

" Wait. Who is it again?"

" Go figure it out."

Peter frowns before he turns around, going to go find said lower deck to open that door or whatever. You'd think suck a high tech program could figure a way out to do something without needing assistance from one of the passengers.

When he follows instructions given through his ear piece. Shock being his reaction when someone actually climbed in from outside, large wings folding to their back as the make their way in.

" Hey Peter," The mumble through their helmet.

Peter's blood runs cold. " You."

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~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Wade ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

( This is boring. Why are we in here?) White whines.

" Because Peter works for Tony Stark, still lives in a cruddy apartment, and only has ramen in his pantry. "

( That is so un-nutritious. And gross. What is he a broke collage kid?... Right)

" Well he shouldn't be broke anymore. Unless he's pouring all his money into his collage funds which wouldn't be a bad idea. But seriously he could save some for his pantry.

[ Your not worried by the fact that we went through his home while he's gone?]

( Oh look the primary color is back. Damnit I though maybe Peter finally managed to get rid of you with the Blow job. Shocked you to death or something. Sucks to have you back.)

Yellow ignores White to take in their surroundings. [ You could take a trip down the fresh food aisle. Stock that empty fridge with color. Remember how happy he was with a simple banana we had left over from the bread?]

( Yeah I also remember the way you kept saying he would hate it just like he hates us.)

[ Yeah well I also said he deserves everything we can offer him. He's too good for us and he's not going to be ours long so mies well make the best of it while we have it.]

( Well aren't you just optimistic. I'm pretty sure there are many of us who still want you Dead. Tortured. In your own universe. Dead.)

" Or even just out of my head in General would be great." Wade says, stepping up on the cart he's pushing to ride it a little ways.

A little kid watches him and instantly turns to their mother asking if they could push the cart instead.

' We are a great influence on children.'

[ No we're not.]

( You certainly aren't) White says to his fellow box.

[ So says the one who enjoys watching people getting cut in two.]

( Hey it's not my fault I landed in an Assassin's head. I just embrace it with encouragement.)

" Think he likes cucumbers?"

( Well he liked ours.)

[ and a generous time skip brought to you by Whites continuous blabbering, Re-breaking into Peter's apartment and discovering he's going to be out of town for his birthday that he failed to I form is about, also my annoyance. You poor things get to miss out on all of it. Sorry, not sorry]

( And he only has one kettle for boiling his noodles. And our bread pan we left. He seriously needs help. How is he supposed to make anything if he doesn't have the right utensils. )

Wade listens to white as he continues to put away the groceries.

( So we need to go get him better stuff. We had stir the bread batter with a spoon. Not a serving spoon just a normal spoon and it took forever. We need to just stick his kitchen. )

" What if for some reason he's mad about it?"

( Why would he get mad?)

[ He might not like be spent on.]

( Well that's going to suck for him. )

[ Well sounds like a plan, just suck him and I'm sure he'll except it ] Yellow says not nearly as pleased with the idea one would hope.

" Your right Yellow. And I think I'll listen to you lists this once."

( But it was my idea. I should get credit. Not that over emotional stick in the mud. I came up with the great Birthday present. And hopeful imaginative additions that we can go shopping for while we're out. Why don't we get him some Toys while where out hm?)

[ that sounds like an awful idea]

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~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Peter ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

" Me " She agrees, taking the helmet off.

" What are you doing here?"

" Is that what you say to someone who had the decency in their heart to bring their regular their meal on the house?" Max asks handing him a warm paper bag filled with the smell of good food.

Peter holds the bag while staring at the cashier, agent, mutant, creeper, person.  And he couldn't a ford to be a regular costumer. He just always got the same thing when he went and she oddly just happened alway to be there when he does so. "How do you know anything about me and what are you?" He finally manages as she continues to disassemble her gear.

" Spidey, it's my job to know everything. As for what I am? In what context?" She asks moving around him, her dark scaled tail nearly brushing against his ankle.

" All of them?"

" Well I'm new to the avengers obviously, I'm a dragon,-"

" D-Dragon?" He asks, the word feeling odd coming off of his tongue while being used in a literal manner.

" Yeah how do you think I got here. And besides that I work a few small jobs when I'm not k- working for people and S.H.I.E.L.D. What about you? You're working for Stark I see."

" ... Yeah." Peter says taking a bit of a step away from her. This wasn't right. She could ruin all those secrets he'd been trying to protect and hide for years

This doesn't make sense now but it will in time my pumpkins.

Uh, okay so I'm in a Spanish class now and we had to pick out Spanish names to be called by and I sort of just picked a random one that sounded easy enough for me to pronounce. And then on my way or the door I realized my mistake with a mental thwack from a voice.

Vanessa