When MJ heard about the camera ordeal, she was furious. How dare someone take away something that brought a particular person joy, just because they were jealous? She growled, about to rip her pillow apart before a idea sprung into her head. The lamp wobbled as she snatched her phone off the desk, opening up Instagram. She created a group chat and added every single follower of Benjamin's Camera except for Flash, (who's name was @the_flash_mob) and Peter and began typing.

So I'm really mad right now and I need your help with something. Someone, who follows my boyfriend, just destroyed Benjamin's actual camera and now he's really upset because the camera was from someone he was really close to before they died. So I had an idea for us to raise money (only if you want to) and be able to buy him a new camera. I'll be at Scofields Park in Queens on Saturday at 9am to 3pm selling artworks and photographs, so if you are interested, come along and buy some, or if you can't get there, then you can order at this website that I will add in a mo.
Please please please help out if you can. This means a lot to us.
Oh, and don't tell Ben. He doesn't know

With a satisfied smile, MJ sent the message. Now it was time to start painting.

She woke up at 7am on the Saturday, smacking the alarm as she climbed put of bed. The sun was shining, so that was a good sign. She hurriedly got dressed and tidied herself up before grabbing everything that she needed and dumping it at the door.

She was brushing her teeth when the doorbell rang. "Coming!" She said, rising out her mouth and running down the stairs. "He-" she gaped at who she saw. "-llo."

"Miss Jones? I heard about your project and wanted to help." Nat grinned, Pepper close behind her.

"Oh, yeah, sure, I was just about to leave, actually."

The two women helped load the stuff into their car and they all drove off, down to one of the busiest parks in Queens. After they selected a good spot, they set up the stall and began waiting. MJ noticed, along with Nat, that there were already a few people there waiting, not knowing whether they were allowed to go and look yet.

"Come on over if you want!"

They walked over with a smile. One lady said, "I heard about what you were doing from that message you sent and decided to help out. You are a wonderful girlfriend."

"Thank you," MJ replied with a smile. "Feel free to but as many as you want!"

Throughout the day, people inspected the different framed pictures, some only there to look while others bought some. One man bought five, giving MJ a tip as a small gift for her boyfriend. Her phone also blew up with different notifications, some of people sending photos of the stuff they bought, other notifications saying that an artwork has been sold. It was a glorious day, and MJ was really earning money from it.

Then Eugene happened.

MJ had been in the back, helping out an old couple decide whether they wanted the photo of the daisies or the pansies, when an obnoxiously familiar laugh rang out. She heard Nat begin to assist the person, asking them what they wanted. MJ finished up with the couple  who decided that both would look nice in their home, before heading out the front. "Oh great, it's Eugene."

"It's Flash to you, Jones."

"Free country, I say what I want." She turned back to the couple. "Thank you so much for your purchase."

"It was no problem dear." The woman waved goodbye and they walked off, leaving MJ with the jerk.

"So, can I interest you in an artwork? Or a photograph?"

His eyes skimmed across them. "Nah, they look like trash."

MJ didn't look up as she counted the money. "Oh, what a shame, I'll have to tell Benjamin that one of his followers doesn't actually like his photography." She hid a smirk as Flash nearly spat out his lemonade.

"Wait, this is Ben's stuff? Where is he?"

"Not here. $1,065 dollars!"

Nat and Pepper cheered softly. "We're making progress!" Pepper called from where she was organising the display.

Flash whistled. "That's a lot of money. What's it for?"

"A gift for Benjamin. Read the sign," MJ said, pointing to the painted sign on the gazebo edge.

He nodded, looking back at the store goods. "Heard anything from Parker? I didn't catch him at school yesterday."

MJ noticed the way Natasha turned slightly away from them, her ear facing the conversation. "He's still upset about Thursday afternoon. I'm not surprised."

"Seriously? He cared that much about that old thing?"

"It was from his uncle! Of course he cared about 'that old thing'."

Flash scoffed. "What a wimp."

"At least he's not an egotistical idiot who thinks they're the greatest thing in the world, unlike someone I know," she shot back, glaring at him.

"Tony Stark?"

"Excuse me, you don't get to talk about my husband that way!" Pepper called. Anybody who heard her could tell that her face was a flaming hot cheeto.

Eugene balked at Pepper's tone, his cheeks turning red. "Tell him I'll see him at school, or else on Monday."

"Scram."

He left, leaving Michelle with Nat and Pepper behind her.

"So, that's the jerk that broke the camera?" Nat asked.

"Yup," MJ sighed.

"I've got a good mind to break something of  his. And not a camera," the assassin muttered under her breath.

"Ms Romanoff, I sincerely advise against that, his family could press charges." A familiar figure dressed in a slightly soiled AC/DC shirt and jeans sauntered up, pulling the tinted glasses from his eyes. "Hey honey."

Pepper reached in for the kiss. "Hey Tony."

"Thought I'd do a little decor shopping for the compound."

MJ snorted in shock. "As in the Avengers Compound?"

Stark nodded.

"Oh, ok."

The man began inspecting the work, showering MJ in compliments about her work. She blushed, not used to the amount of praise. Eventually Tony finished his round, scouring the stall through squinted eyes.

"I'll take the lot."

"As in... the whole stall?"

"Yup."

"That's..." MJ's eyes widened st the number on her calculator. "$1,015."

He handed her a wad of cash, far more than a thousand dollars. "Keep the change. He deserves it. And you too," he added.

"Thank you so much... I..." She trailed off, beaming. "We finished!"

Nat and Pepper cheered as the girls high-fived each other. "Now you just gotta buy the camera," Nat said.

"I know exactly where to go."

"Peter!"

Peter shot up at May's call, panicking slightly. "Yeah?"

"Someone's at the door for you!"

He dragged himself off his bed and trudged into the main living area, running his fingers through his hair.

"Hey, dork."

"Hey M." He scooped her into a hug and sat her down on the couch. "What's up?"

She shrugged, playing with the object in her hands. "Well... I heard about your camera... and decided- well, we all decided- to help." She held out the oddly wrapped gift, a shy smile on her face.

Peter blinked in shock. "MJ, you didn't have to. And who's we?"

"Your fans, followers, etc. We all pitched in."

"So you used your own money?"

"No! Well, yes... I kind of sold some of my artworks and they bought it. Tony went crazy, as per usual, but yeah." She watched his face as he began to unwrap the present.

Peter gasped softly. "Its the camera."

"Same model, just newer."

"And you even wrote on the strap!"

"I spent far too long trying to get the handwriting ri- oh!" She laughed Peter sprang a hug on her, returning the gesture as he did so. "I'm glad you're happy, Spidey."

"I love you," he said, slightly muffled in the hug

"I love you too, you dork."

May took the time to intervene. "And I love both of you like the third wheel I am. Okay, get up, I've got cherry pie waiting to be eaten."

Peter shot up. "Did you say cherry pie?"

"Oh no." May and MJ erupted in laughter as Peter bolted to the kitchen. "Slow down! I'm not nearly as fast as you are, with your spideryness!"

Peter only cackled.
        
    

That night, Peter sat down to make a video. With the camera tilted to the ceiling, he began.

"Hey guys, I just wanted to say a massive thank you to you all. MJ came earlier today with the gift and told me what you had done and I'm so grateful for you all. The camera was really important to me, as you know, 'cause it was a family member's before they passed, and so now I'm keeping their legacy. Thank you all so much, and for this, I'll do a face revealing we hit 3 million followers. Love you all. Peace."

He stopped the video and uploaded it before putting his phone on charge and slipping into bed.

"You have made a grave mistake, Parker."

"I have indeed." Peter sunk into his hands, his straw fedora falling onto the grass. "Uugggghhhh I don't wanna do iiiiiiiit."

MJ began poking him as he flopped back onto the ground, his hat covering his face. "You gotta do it. You can't break a promise."

No response.

"Peter. Peter. Peter. Peter. Peter. Peter. Peter. Peter. Pete-"

"Okay, okay, I'll do it." He pulled himself up and pulled out his phone. "You start."

"Okay." She fluffed out her hair and began filming.

"Hey guys, it's Michelle. We hit 3 million followers, much to Ben's annoyance-"

*groan in the background*

"-and so now, you guys have the lucky chance to know who the man behind the lens is."

"Give me the phone really quick." *shows the sky and MJ pulling faces* "Hey, so here it is, the dreaded video that I didn't want to do, but I'm doing anyway because apparently I don't break promises. But before I show you guys, just a quick backstory about the name and the idea and all this.

"I had a very close connection with my uncle, Benjamin, who loved photography. So on my 13th birthday, he gave me his old camera, which didn't get used to often. Then a year later, he died in a tragic accident, and the camera was abandoned until I knocked it off a bookshelf. I wasn't in a great headspace, but photography helped me and so did my girlfriend and you guys. So thank you, and now, the moment you've been waiting for."

*movement on camera as MJ gets the camera back*

"Here we are, meet Peter Parker!"

*shows Peter and MJ smiling*

"Yup, if you know me, you know me and probably didn't expect this, but hey! I'm in high school, I'm a nerd, and that's all you need to know."

"He's also a massive dork."

"Did they need to know that?"

"Yes."

"Reeeaaaally?"

"Yup. Now say goodbye."

"Byeeeee."

"Done!" MJ posted the video and Peter sank back into the grass. "Now we get to wait fo Flash's reaction."

"What!?" Peter sat up again and groaned. "Noooooooo," he whined, sending MJ laughing all over again.