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

"Peter I-"

"I'm not and never will be Peter to you." The arachnid snaps. He was by the least descriptive explanation quite pissed when the director or anyone outside of the few avengers he had known as both Peter and Spidey called him Peter. He understood why they had taken his identity but that didn't mean they had to go flaunting it around. He had quite firmly established a death threat if anyone put his identity in the open S.H.I.E.L.D. Files. Only certain personal that had worked with him in containment were allowed to know his identity.

"Can't allow you to continue patrolling under the influence of dangerous and harmful instincts."

"What!? But you can't do that!"

"Yes I can. The moment you joined the avengers you have over you power of being able to choose what you wanted to do with your powers was given up for a greater cause,"

"Well maybe I quit the Avengers." The arachnid growls.

"You can't just quit the Avengers."

"Sure I can. I just did." Peter says backing away from the desk, turning to take his leave.

"If you leave now all your special requests and rights will be taken back. People will Know who you are Peter." Fury threatens.

Spidey stops in his step and turns back towards the man. "Is that so?" He asks dangerously as he makes his way back towards the man.

Any sane man would have known they should have backed down or at least tried to get away as the arachnid came near. His small, needle like fangs just behind his eye teeth are visible to the man threatening him.

"I think then maybe-" Peter is cut off as security storm the room with weapons raised towards the Spider. Peter regards them with disgust before looking back at Fury as two come and take him away. "Watch your back. Wouldn't recommend Walking down any dark alleys."

"Is that a threat Mr. Parker?"

"Maybe it is." Peter growls just as he's pulled out of the room. It isn't until he's half down the hallway when he relaxes ever so slightly. "...my name isn't Parker anymore."

"I know Peter." Someone says, one of the persons pulling him along. He looks at them in surprise, only just noticing it's the shifter. He looks back down at the ground in dismay of what had just happened. He couldn't be Peter anymore... He couldn't be Spider-Man any more.

"You have your timer on." Peter says noticing the red counting numbers. His mood much more highly tolerant of the shifter. He's not just his animalistic instincts anymore, he's Peter too. ".....What's it like?" He asks, recalling that to be one of her first questions for him after meeting.

"Not far off from what you described," Max answers flatley.

The unstable hybrid chuckles at the answer. He hadn't been lying when he answered the shifter. But it left him curious what had ruined the experience of a SoulMate for her. Obviously she wasn't mentally scarred from being tortured with the shrill shriek of death all her life.

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

"He did what?" Wade asks as he quickly stands up. He wasn't allowed into the wing Peter was Having his meeting with Fury. Something about privacy and confidentiality and 'you're not an Avenger and never will be' schtick.

Max sighs. "Just come get him. He's pissed."

"How bad? Attacking or?" Wade says looking around and quickly going towards the containment wing.

"He's just pissy, give him a good meal and i'm sure he'll warm up." She responds over the phone.

"I heard that," Wade hears Peter mutter close by.

"Yeah I know. I'm standing six feet away from you, who are quite the opposite of deaf with your super ears. Yes I know you heard me."

Wade hears Peter Huff and mumble something but isn't quite able to make out what it is. "Come get him before I knock said ears off of his head," Is the last thing Max say before hanging up.

(Uh-oh. I think more then one of them is pissy today. Period?)

[How do you even know if she has one of those?]

(Well i'm just assuming. She is a female.)

[This conversation seems a bit sexist.]

"Guys she's always like that when Peter gets in trouble." Wade says with a quick eye-role. The pair could be so stupid. He was quite surprised Yellow hadn't been the one to point the fact out. Him and his Big mouth.

[Ohh yeah. Me and My big mouth, look who's talking.]

When he arrives his Baby Boy slouching in a waiting room chair with his feet extended out like a trip hazard and his arms crossed. He could practically see the angry, annoyed pout on his spider's face through the mask. The dragon leaning against the arm of the chair doesn't look much more amused then Peter like they had just had some pointless argument and wouldn't speak to one another until the other said they were right when they both thought them selves to be indeed correct.

Peter perked at the sight of Wade and instantly sat up, not daring to move yet for the fact he knew someone somewhere was watching on the cameras and would have a conniption if he rose without being allowed to.