Ok, if you're reading this then either your invested or my writing isn't trash, so thanks! Ok, back to the story!
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The thought made her happy to imagine his family (the avengers) all hugging and then watching a movie together. But then it made her sad he know the only friend she ever had would be away, but he could visit if he wanted, even if he never told it to his family, although she didn't have one of her own. Her mind was set, at midnight she would take him home.

It was midnight,

It was time.

She carefully settled Peter's mask on his head again, covering the face, then she grabbed him as carefully as she could as to not wake him. She packed a small, spare satchel with acarved jar of the salve she applied to Peter's wounds every day, bandages, a bowl of strawberries from her personal organic garden, and spare needle and spool of what she used to stitch peter's wounds, and then she left for NYC.

It took a few minutes for her to get to avengers tower, where she knew he lived with his dad and his family, and even longer to pry open his window. She then placed the jar on the shelf along with the bowl of strawberries and the gauze, and decided to take her leave.

The only problem? Someone closed the window. And it wasn't her.

Tony was up at around midnight in the lab, wondering if he should've put an emergency water-proofing tracker upgrade on Peters suit, when FRIDAY had some news.

"Sir, there appears to be an intruder coming in through Peter's Window, here is the security footage;" A hologram of peter's room appeared, showing a winged figure in a cloak come in through the window. She removed the hood and perked her cat ears, looking at the door, then placed Peter (still in his spider-suit that became a crop-top, pants, and a mask and gloved), and then began rummaging through her satchel.

"FRIDAY," Tony whispered, witnessing this, "Shut the window...quietly"

He watched as the window closed, with a barely audible thud. The figure slightly straightened, then flicked her ear as if deciding it were a bird being stupid, then went proceeded to finally and carefully pull out a jar, with words he couldn't read from the security camera, a bowl of strawberries, and roll of gauze with a needle and a spool of thread on top of it, and begin placing them around her and go back to check nothing was left.

Tony was already gone, with a wake-up call to the other avengers, including Thor, since he was visiting.

Tidedancer frowned at the window. Didn't I leave that open? She wondered.

She heard footsteps running up to Peter's room. She tugged at the window and backed against the wall. There were a lot of people, at least 6 or more, and they made no attempt to stay quiet, giving her a headache. She backed against the wall, covering her cat ears in a desperate attempt to cover her ears.

Then she stood up and braved the noise, glaring at the door where all the footsteps stopped, but she could hear a clear 3...2...1...GO!

Tidedancer glared at the people, but didn't attack at first because this was Peter's family, but that didn't matter when they attacked, eventually grabbing her. She would've hissed as a show of defiance, but refused to wake Peter up. A few scratched Avengers and some bitten hands and arms would have to do for now. They picked her up, and carried her to a constraint facility on the 20th floor, a room that nobody knew about, because nobody ever needed it, and it was on the same level with some genetic scientists.

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Ok, another short chapter, sorry! But I have a better time doing this in my head than on my computer, so thats a thing. 

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