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It was lunchtime, so Anna took them to the cafeteria to eat lunch.

They walked in, and Abe asked why certain spaces were almost devoid of people, but others were crowded.

"Well, there's different levels in the cafeteria. The more crowded spaces have the lower to mid interns because their lunchtime is right now, whereas the higher level interns eat after them. The Avengers also have their own private space, but they mostly eat in their little living space, which is the highest few floors." Anna explained.

The Meme Squad decided to sit with the group, and not in their normal spot, because that would have raise some questions.

Flash must have been immortal, because there's no way he's been alive this long with no brain cells. Why is this you ask? Well, he thought he could win over Shuri. Yes, even after she punched him.

Flash strutted up to them. "Hey baby," he said, winking at Shuri. Said girl immediately had a disgusted look on her face. "Sorry if I made you mad earlier. Do you wanna come to my table and we can talk a bit, and get to know each other?"

Peter didn't want people to die, so he used all his super spider strength to make sure Shuri didn't murder him. Even then, it was hard.

The girl spat in his face. "You are so lucky Peter doesn't like it when our friends and I kill people, otherwise you'd have been dead the second you stepped in this tower." She directed her attention to Peter. "Can I please get one punch? Just one?"

Peter stubbornly stayed where he was, and the bully got the message. He hurried off, and Peter slowly released his grip on her.

Shuri glared at his retreating form. "He is so lucky you are a cinnamon roll with super strength, Peter."

"Nice one, Shuri," MJ said, high-fiving the girl.

"Speaking of cinnamon rolls," Peter cut in. "You guys want some?"

They happily ate their cinnamon rolls until they heard a bang from the ceiling.

Ned grinned. "Is that a bird in the vents?" He said innocently. Out of all the Avengers, he knew Clint the second best, Bruce being the first, so he wasn't really fanboying over the archer.

Shuri laughed, but Peter groaned internally. Now Clint was coming to embarrass him.

"Why yes, I think it is," Shuri snickered.

There was another bang, louder this time. They repeated, getting louder, until they sounded like they were right above the Meme Squad. The rest of the class looked nervous, but Anna and the Meme Squad knew better.

Then, the cover of the vent in the ceiling gave way with a crash, bringing the archer with it.

The class jumped, but Ned, MJ, Peter, and Shuri were too busy cracking up. Anna allowed a smirk, but controlled herself.

Clint stood up with a pout. "Guysssss," he whined. "It's not funny!"

MJ snorted. "Sure it isn't, archer chicken." She'd called him that since his "superhero name" was Hawkeye, and he's an archer.

The class looked mortified. Did she really just call a deadly assassin and Avenger a chicken?

Clint huffed. "I told you to stop calling me that!"

"Do you really think she's gonna listen?" Peter laughed. May as well say something since everyone knows he's here.

"No," Clint mumbled. Then he brightened up. "Hi Peterrrrr, I haven't seen you for like two daysssss! I'm your Uncle Clint, how could you not make time for me?"

Peter sighed. Here comes the embarrassment. "Um, school?" He said it as a question.

Clint growled playfully. "You're just trying to avoid me."

Peter shrugged. "Maybe."

"I'm hurt, Peter."

"Sucks for you."

Clint mock sniffled. "Even the cinnamon roll won't side with me. You side with everyone!"

"Well, you did come here to embarrass me," Peter told him, lightly shoving him.

"I did not!" Pause. "Okay, I did. But my mission isn't over yet!"

"Do I want to know what your mission is?"

"Probably not. But I'm telling you anyway!" Clint announced. "My mission is to embarrass you, and make sure you don't somehow die or get hurt."

Peter blinked. "Wait, how would I die?"

"I don't know, but Nat says there's 24 and counting ways to get murdered by a pencil-"

"25 and counting!" Came a shout, but Peter had no idea where it came from.

"Yeah, yeah, 25." Clint waved it off.

MJ studied Flash. "Maybe I can find a 26th." She suggested.

"Yeah, MJ! When you do, tell me so we can practice!" Came the voice from no one knows where.

Flash gulped.

Peter sighed. He didn't want people dying in the tower. That would have been a mess. "MJ, please don't."

"Welp, I gotta go," Clint announced, and climbed back into the vents.

"Hey Peter," Shuri smirked. "There's a bird in the vents."

Peter laughed. He knew exactly what she was implying. "FRIDAY, activate Bird in the Vents protocol."

(This protocol wasn't my idea, I yeeted it away from someone.)

The Meme Squad laughed. The Bird in the Vents protocol tracked where Clint was in the vents, and trapped him in one space with completely invisible glass.

Sure enough, they heard another thump and an indignant, "guys! Really?!"

Mr. Harris scowled at them. "Ned, MJ, and Peter, you can't just speak to important people like that. And whatever that protocol was, lift it immediately."

"Actually," cut in a grinning Anna. "They outrank you're here, so you can't force them to do anything in the building."

Mr. Harris spluttered for a response. "Well, I am superior because I am older, wiser, and their teacher."

"Yeah, but you're dumber than us." MJ said, not looking up from her book.

The teacher looked enraged. "Detention Miss Jones! I still can give you that outside the building!"

Anna rolled her eyes, but couldn't object since, as he said, he can do what he wants outside Stark Industries. Before she could get on with the tour, the door burst open to reveal Wanda and Vision, chatting happily.

Peter sighed, resigned to the fact that this day was his doom. "Hey Wanda, Vis."

"Hey Peter!" They said, smiling.

They got lunch and sat down next to them.

"So... is there a reason why you're sitting with us and not in the Avengers spot or our kitchen?" Peter said, his mouth stuffed.

The couple looked at each other conspiratorially.

"No..." Wanda said innocently.

Peter gave them a "really" look.

Vision sighed. "Okay you got us. We're here to annoy you."

"Bonus points for embarrassing you!" Wanda exclaimed.

"Tony promised us ice cream. A lot!" Vision added.

Shuri nodded knowingly. "Ice cream is worth anything."

"Well yes, ice cream is worth anything, but you could have gotten some without embarrassing me!" Peter whined.

"But embarrassing you is a plus." Wanda said like it was obvious.

"Why me."

Vision winked. "We'll see you guys soon enough."

"W-wait what's that supposed to mean?" Peter yelled at their backs. They didn't answer, and Peter turned, grumbling, back to Anna.

She cleared her throat. "As I was saying, we have a special surprise for you."

"What is it?!" Flash demanded.

"You'll see."

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