Requested by hiccstridtoothless39
(Title change for you, Kween-of-Hell)

"Help me, Shuri wan- kenobi, you're my only hope" Peter said over the FaceTime, begging his friend to join him on a mission.

He didn't actually need any help, but boy was he BORED, and Shuri seemed to really want to fight a bunch of assholes like T'Challa, so who was Peter to crush her dreams.

Shuri adjusted her camera to an "anime god" angle, and stared off into the distance.

"My time has come" she then turned off the phone, and made her way towards the jet leaving Wakanda.

The trip to New York was relatively uneventful, if you ignored the chaos that transpired when they ran out of twinkies in the mini bar. Regardless of what some people say, Shuri thinks they are the absolute shit.

When Shuri landed, Peter greeted her with open arms, and she didn't hug him, she body slammed him.

"Are things in America ok?" She asked Peter from where he was on the ground.

"Yesn't" they both laughed, before T'Challa and Tony approached them, along with Dr. Strange.

Shuri gasped. "Does Ironman is gay?" She asked, to the confusion of the three adults, and the amusement of Peter.

"Dr. Man is my OTP5ever" he responded, earning giggles from the both of them.

T'Challa and Tony rolled their eyes, used the the cryptic language of memes, but Stephen was still left completely in the dark.

"What the hell" he mumbled, only adding fuel to the laughter. Tony sighed.

"So you two are going on a mission" he grumbled, sending them the file for the case they'd be working on. "T'Challa and I are coming to supervise, because Shuri is new to ground work-"

"I am not!"

"But we won't be interfering, unless you two prove to be incapable of completing the task" he told them, his tone firm, like there would be no shenanigans what so ever.

But there would be shenanigans. Because Peter and Shuri were going.

Hours later, Shuri and Peter were making their way to an abandoned warehouse, because villains and their warehouses...

"You guys need anything before you go in?" Tony asked, opening the front of his cool helmet.

"I don't need nothin" Shuri said in an American accent, at the same time Peter replied.

"A will to live"

Tony, not for the first time that day, looked concerned and confused, while Shuri laughed. T'Challa just shook his head in disappointment, and Stephen was looking up on his phone what the fuck was going on.

"Ok Peter. You know what to do if I'm hurt?" Shuri asked, suddenly pulling a serious face. The adults were surprised the teens had planned for this, and excited they were so prepared.

"I'll yell MMMMMM WHATCHA SAY no matter the circumstances"

"I'll do the same for you of course"

Tony sighed, and began to explain exactly what Shuri and Peter would be doing in the abandoned warehouse.

"So this one guy is probably has some crazy drug ring, which is usually solved by cops, but they have crazy tech, so the cops are like "that's crazy I'm not doing it" he said quickly, handing over the file for the two to look at.

Shuri scanned it, the chucked it in the opposite direction.

"YEET" the two screamed, then began walking toward the doors, when one gasped.

"Oh my god what day is it?" Peter asked frantically, looking at Shuri, panicked. Tony quickly tried to go through his internal calendar, not recalling any important days or birthdays.

"It is Wednesday my dudes" she said, leaning back and wailing like a dying pelican.

"And on Wednesdays we wear pink" they high-fived, and walked in the doors. Stephen opened a seeing portal so the adults could see in the warehouse without anyone seeing them, so they could supervise the children.

Inside the building, Shuri and Peter walked around, looking for the criminals, and criticizing the interior design.

"Those tattered curtains with that dirty tile? Nuh-uh honey, not happening" Peter said, in his best Johnathan Van Ness impression. Shuri laughed, and tried to tear the curtain down, but it fell to gross yellow threads in her hand. The rest that was remaining just hung on the curtain rod.

"They have a ramen noodle exhibit, you know that's your favorite. Be careful chirren that's a lot of sodium" Shuri said, before tossing the fabric to the side. Pete laughed, and continued searching the room.

It was empty and bare and bland and boring and awful. He walked around, and randomly opened doors, trying to see if there was just randomly a bad guy sitting in a chair in the dark.

He was just opening another door, when he heard Shuri call his name. He quickly looked over to see if she was ok, only to hear her shout again.

"THE FLOOR IS LAVA"

Peter screamed and tried to web himself up to the ceiling, as Shuri was already standing on a conveniently located coffee table.

On the ceiling, he noticed a catwalk he hadn't before, that lead to another room on the SECOND floor.

"Yo Shuri, get a load of this" he shouted, his tone more serious than it had been earlier. She made her way up without touching the floor, which was a sight to see, and eventually stood next to Peter right outside the door.

"Lez do this" she said quietly, and Pete laughed, and nodded.

They swung open the door, to see maybe 250 people all making drugs (however that works) below a man, who was sitting on a throne, because if you were a drug lord, who WOUDLNT want a throne.

"WHAT ARE THOSE" Peter screamed.

"DAYUM Daniel, back at it again with those white vans" Shuri shouted, pointing at the shoes Peter had been yelling about.

Everyone in the room stopped what they were doing, and looked up to stare at the two teens who were dressed in superhero garb, and had just walked in on a giant drug lab.

There was a pregnant pause.

"Kill them" the leader said, standing up from his chair. The people in the room tried to get up without messing the drugs, causing them to be a little slower. That and the fact that they were all probably ON said drugs.

"I'm a bad bitch! You can't kill me" Peter called. The druggies made their way to the door, only to stop when they noticed Shuri throw something in.

"Bone app the teeth" she said, before winking and shutting the door.

Inside, a smoke bomb went off, immediately tranquilizing everyone in the room. The teens laughed from the other side of the door, waiting for the smoke to clear.

They made idle chat, and walked in, handcuffing each badguy.

"I cant believe you designed your brothers suit like a furry" Peter said, as he properly disposed of the drugs, and Shuri cackled.

"It's what he gets"