These men were careful. They had been planning this robbery for months now. They had been watching the rounds of the local heroes, they had made sure to get some of the best hackers to disable all of the alarms and security cameras, they knew every possible entrance and exit and they knew at exactly what time the security guards took their breaks. There was no way they would be caught, and they would end up pulling off one of the biggest steals this decade. It was impossible for them not to win. They had back up plans for their back up plans. As the robbers started towards the bank door, gold in hand, someone cleared their throat. The robber's looked up in horror. Hovering above them in the air was the one and only Dragon.

"Hello, scum" she smirked "Care to explain?"

"Damnit!" The leader hissed "Open fire!" Dragon nimbly dodged bullets. Suddenly, webbing clogged all the weapons and Spiderman came swooping in.

"You're late" Dragon chastised as she punched out one robber.

"You're early" Spiderman countered. Dragon pushed her partner out of the way as a gold bar was flying at his head.

"Thanks, D" Spiderman grinned under his mask. Dragon nodded. She heard the screech of tires and turned as a car raced away from the crime scene.

"You wrap things up here!" Dragon called, flying after the car. She easily caught up and melted the tires of the car with one blast of fire. The robbers' car slid to a stop and Dragon landed, walking to the driver's seat. The driver attempted to shot at the girl, but Dragon punched him out. Dragon tied the criminal up and flew back to where Spiderman was just finishing up back at the bank.

"How do you always do that?" one robber demanded "How did you know?"

"We have our ways" Dragon smirked "Now, be a good robber and wait for the police to arrive" With that, Spiderman and Dragon disappeared into the night. Dragon landed on a building not too far off, Spiderman quickly following suit.

"So, why were you late?" Dragon asked

"Gwen was over" Spiderman said "I couldn't just kick her out" Dragon opened her mouth to object.

"No, I couldn't" Spiderman held up a finger.

"I'm just saying. If you told her, maybe it would be easier" Dragon suggested

"Or maybe she'll get hurt" Spiderman pointed out "Besides, you know, so at least I have someone to talk to about it"

"Yeah, yeah" Dragon muttered "If you get sappy on me, I'll throw you off this building" Spiderman chuckled

"Good luck" Spiderman grinned under his mask. Suddenly, a scream rang out. Spiderman and Dragon saw a man grabbing a woman's purse.

"You can take this one" Dragon invited. Spiderman grinned and swung down.

"Love that style purse on you, totally matches your outfit" Spiderman said "But the colour is all wrong. It won't match the webs you'll be hanging in!" The mugger stared at Spiderman in confusion before pulling out a pocket knife.

"Outta my way, web-head" the man growled. Spiderman fell to his knees.

"Oh no, you found my one weakness" Spiderman trembled, hands up "Small knives" The mugger stared at Spiderman a second longer before turning to run. Spiderman shook his head and shot a web, tripping the mugger.

"See? My webs and that bag? Totally clashing" Spiderman webbed the mugger up and passed the purse back to its owner.

"Thank you Peter" the woman smiled. Spiderman glanced at the woman in shock. Then, she pulled off her blonde wig to reveal short, curly red hair.

"But I believe its past curfew" Natasha said. Spiderman winced. He heard a ripping noise to see Hawkeye using his dagger to rip through the webs on him.

"I am so dead" Spiderman muttered. He glanced back at the building he had left Dragon on, only to find that she had disappeared.

"Where's Dragon?" Natasha glanced around.

"To be honest, I don't know" Spiderman said

"Tash, we need to stop training that girl" Hawkeye muttered "She must've seen this coming miles away"

"Excuse me?" Spiderman asked

"She used you as a distraction to get away from us" Natasha said "By the time we get back she'll be in her room like she never even went out"

"She's good" Spidey muttered "Aside from the fact she used me as a distraction"

"What did you expect her to do?" Hawkeye chuckled

"Tell me that her aunt and uncle were setting a trap to get her back to her house since it was past curfew?" Spiderman suggested

"Please. Dragon likes a challenge" Natasha said

"You're fault" Hawkeye muttered. Natasha elbowed the archer in the ribs.

"So, same time, same place tomorrow?" Hawkeye grinned

"I suppose" Spiderman sighed "Though it would be nice if you were late"

"You expect two master assassins to be late?" Hawkeye snorted "You're slipping, Spidey" Spiderman rolled his eyes and shot a web, swinging off.

"One night. One night to stay out as late as we need, that's all I ask" Spiderman muttered as he swung towards his house.


Angie pulled her boots off and threw them under her bed seconds before her dads came in.

"You're in on time for once" Tony remarked in surprise.

"I didn't even go out" Angie promised. Steve smiled.

"Do you know where Clint and Natasha ran off to?" Tony asked "It's Poker Night"

"I heard them say something about shopping" Angie dismissed as she flopped onto her bed. Steve and Tony nodded and they walked out. Angie's phone rang.

"Jen's Hair Salon how may I help you?" Angie said automatically.

"You're a terrible friend, you know that?" Angie chuckled at Peter's disgruntled voice.

"Agreed" Angie grinned "But it was either ditch you or get grounded for eternity"

"You could have at least told me it was them before I criticized Hawkeye's choice in purses!" Peter exclaimed. Angie laughed.

"I am so bringing that up when they get home" Angie grinned "Thanks, Petey"

"What? No, I called to explain exactly how un-cool of a friend you are" Peter exclaimed "Not to give you anecdotes for the...the..."

"Clintasha Wedding Supreme?" Angie smirked

"What the heck is the Clintasha Wedding Supreme?" Peter asked

"Oh, just a little something I'm scheming" Angie balanced the phone between her head and her shoulder as she reached for her notebook.

"As long as I'm not part of your scheme, scheme ahead" Peter invited. Angie grinned.

"I know that silence" Peter groaned "I'm never helping you again"

"Liar"

"...shut up"

A/N Hello, readers. Look at this chapter, now back to me, now back at this chapter, now back to me. Sadly, there isn't more (yet), but if I stopped scrolling down on Tumblr and switched to Word, I could finish (start) the next chapter. Look down, back up, where are you? You're on Tumblr with the chapter this fic could use. What's in your hand, back at me. I have it, it's an I-Pod with two (hundred) gifs of that thing you love. Look again; the gifs are now diamonds. Anything is possible when your author smells like Old Spice and a lady. I'm on a (eight-legged) horse.

Yeah. That happened when I actually looked at this fic and found all my terrible mistakes in it *rides away on horse* ((not like Loki did))