Hi everyone! Here's my new fic!
In the past several people have asked me for one-shots (I do requests), I would just like you to know that my laptop broke and I'm too cheap to get a new one but when I do I will write those one-shots.
This is mostly a yuri fic and I have never written yuri before so please be patient with me. Also, as you may have noticed this is a genderbend, but a few characters will keep their original gender, Aunt May, Coulson, Norman, Doc Ock are the only ones I can think of. If you have ideas for the names of any genderbent characters please let me know. Also pairings, there will be many, many pairings so if there's one you'd like to see, please let me know.
Pairings will definitely include Peter x Sam, Peter x Harry, Luke x Danny and Cloak x Dagger.
Other than that, nothing! Please enjoy! I don't own Spider-Man, I just own the plot.
Chapter 1: Who Says
15-year-old Penelope Parker, more commonly known as 'Penny' was cycling home from her school, Midtown High, when she noticed a bright yellow flyer tacked to a pin-up board outside a bakery she always passed.
Since Penny knew the bakery often posted leaflets for events and similar things she took a closer look at the piece of paper. It was the colour of the flyer that had originally caught Penny's attention. Which, she supposed, was probably the intention of its creator.
When she got off her bike and took a closer look she saw it was for a charity that had become big over the last twenty years, S.H.I.E.L.D.
S.H.I.E.L.D stood for Support Humanity In Every Last Day or something like that, Penny wasn't totally sure, she and Aunt May always donated spare change to boxes in supermarkets and restaurants and stuff but they weren't exactly rolling in money so Penny usually didn't have a whole lot to do with charities or donating.
This time however, the subject of the flyer caught and held her interest.
S.H.I.E.L.D was holding something called a 'Superhero Singing Contest.'
It was being sponsored by ten big names, Penny caught sight of a few like Warren Worthington II, Antonia Stark and Norman Osborn, father of Penny's own best friend Harriet.
Curious, Penny took the flyer home and looked up the contest.
The idea was that participants paid five dollars to join up, invented their own superhero and a costume for that hero, dressed up as that hero and sang a song.
For every person who voted for you one of the sponsors would donate a dollar to the cause S.H.I.E.L.D was trying to raise money for, this time it was children in Africa, similar to Save the Children.
If you made it to round two, (they were thinking 100 people would be picked for round two but it depended on how many people signed up) the sponsors would donate two dollars, round three with fifty people three dollars and so on until at the end of round six when the celebrities paid six dollars for every vote and the winner was declared.
Penny blinked, all of the contestants would be divided by ten with a celebrity sponsoring each of them, even if only one hundred people voted each round that was still 1-6 dollars six times for anywhere to three to over one hundred people, depending on how many people competed in round one and how many people sponsored by each sponsor got eliminated. She quickly did the math and her head spun at how much money that could end up being. She knew these ten were multi-millionaires but still… This was huge, even for S.H.I.E.L.D, a charity well known for being both effective and ambitious.
Idly Penny wondered what sort of blackmail material the lady who ran S.H.I.E.L.D, a woman named Nicola Fury, might have on these celebrities, CEO's etc.
The contestants had to pay five dollars to even enter and make their own costumes and the whole thing was completely pro-bono so they didn't get anything but the winner would be signed up with a recording studio and could produce their own album.
If they wanted. Part of the superhero gimmick was obviously the whole raise money for charity=be a hero idea, the other part was to appeal to people usually too shy to sing in front of others or who didn't want the hassle/fame of people knowing who they were, so if they didn't want to unmask and make their own album or had no interest in being a singer for money they could decline and the record deal would go to the first runner up or the second or the next person in line who wanted it. The more Penny read the bigger her smile got. Penny was one of those people who was generally too shy to speak-up in public, let alone be a singer but she loved to sing, the amount of injuries she had sustained from dancing around the house singing into hairbrush was ridiculous, as her friend MJ who used to live next door, could attest. She got it from her Aunt May who spent half her time listening to her iPod while playing an air guitar.
This competition sounded awesome! It had the potential to be a huge flop but what great idea didn't? This idea was amazing! Spectacular! Ultimate even!
Okay maybe that was a slight over-exaggeration. But still!
"Aunt May!" Penny yelled.
After Penny and Aunt May, giggling, put Penny's name down for the contest and Penny tried to persuade Aunt May to sign up too they sat down at the table.
"So, have you thought about what your superhero name will be?" May asked, they had until next Friday to come up with one and until the first Friday of next month to finish her costume and practice her song. Contestants would get dressed up and come into one S.H.I.E.L.D's headquarters and get filmed there. S.H.I.E.L.D uploaded the video online and people watched them and voted.
Penny idly watched a spider crawl across the table before trapping it under a glass and taking it outside. When she was a kid and first came to live with her aunt and uncle, Uncle Ben had told her that spiders meant good fortune so she'd liked them ever since then.
"Spider-Woman," she said happily, "I want to be Spider-Woman."
"Spider-Woman," Aunt May echoed, knowing what her husband had told their niece, "I love it."
Two weeks later and Penny's costume was complete. If it wasn't for her Aunt May it would look like a red and blue onesie with feet but this actually looked pretty cool with webbing all over the red parts and clinging to her body, showing of her actually rather nice figure rather than looking like something she'd sleep in.
"Hey Harry!" Penny said, slinging an arm around her best friend's shoulders, "you competing in S.H.I.E.L.D's Superhero Singing Competition?
The auburn-haired billionaire heiress smiled, a smile that guaranteed anyone would stop and stare. And then keep staring even as they walked straight into traffic.
"My father's already donating, he doesn't need my help," she laughed. Harry flicked her hair, making a group of boys stop and stare, one of them walked into an open locker door.
"What about you?" She asked.
Penny blinked innocently, "who me?" She asked rhetorically.
She was planning on telling Harriet, but not right now.
One of the boys, one of the very few immune to Harriet's charms smiled and walked up to them.
Harriet Osborn was one of Penny's two closest (okay, only) friends, Marko-John 'MJ' Watson was the other.
Whereas Penny and Harry had met in high school and quickly formed a friendship, including Harriet always being the one to defend Penny from bullies and Penny helping Harry with her homework, Penny and MJ had known each other since childhood, having once been next-door-neighbours.
They'd even tried dating once, as pre-teens but Penny had always known her interests lay *ahem* elsewhere, and, it turned out, so did MJ's so they'd just stayed friends.
And if Penny's heartbeat quickened a little whenever Harry pulled out that smile well that was no-one's business but her own.
"Hey Parker~!" A voice sang.
Penny sighed mentally Eugena 'Flash' Thompson was her biggest bully, always had been, but that wasn't the real problem…
Harry stepped between the two, "what do you want Flash?" She asked bluntly.
Flash was several inches taller than Harriet and also several pounds heavier but Harry intimidated her, Harry intimidated everyone. She was the most beautiful, rich, popular and nicest girl in school and even though she wasn't the most book-smart person on the planet her mind was still razor-sharp. Flash was the stereotypical tall, blonde, blue-eyed head cheerleader and netball player the Queen Bee of the school, but that balance of power could easily change and they all knew it. So Flash tried not to piss off Harry.
Unfortunately for all involved Flash had had it out for Penny, Harry's best friend, since the day they met.
"I just wanted to say hi!" Flash said sweetly with an eyelash bat no-one believed.
"Hi," said Penny from behind Harry, peeking out from around her friend, she was a few inches taller but Penny would die if she walked around in three-inch heels the way Harry always did.
"See ya in class," said Flash before sauntering off, that was code for 'I'll-stick-gum-in-your-hair-when-Osborn-isn't-around'.
Harry watched her go with a razor gaze, Penny watched the flick of Flash's cheerleader skirt and the bounce of her perfect blonde hair before sighing and 'thunking' her own head against her own locker door.
Yeah, the real problem about Flash was that she was so damn attractive. If she wasn't, Penny's life would be so hard.
Penny picked 'Who Says' by Selena Gomez as her first song, it was bright, catchy and inspirational, exactly Penny's kind of song. Plus, she'd hurt herself at least eight or nine times dancing around to it so there was that too. Aunt May always said pain was art.
After filming Penny went out the back, still in her costume, she'd change in the public bathroom next door, when she heard a scuffle.
Penny peaked around the corner of the building and saw a guy pushing around a teen boy about her age, the older guy she recognized, he was the 'superhero' calling himself Trapster, he and his friends had been one spot ahead of her in the line for filming their songs.
He had one of his glue guns and was poking the teen with it teasing him about his singing and prodding him to know who was under the guy's fairly cool looking helmet.
Penny bit her lip, the first rule of being a teenaged girl, actually, the first rule of being a woman in general, was stay quiet and don't get involved. Because some people, like Paste-Pot Pete didn't respect other's right to inhabit space, and that usually went double for women.
Not to mention he was about twice Penny's size and probably weighed more than that. The woes of being 5'4.
But Penny's virtues, ones that Uncle Ben had always nurtured and Aunt May continued to do so, told her she couldn't just stand by.
As Trapster shoved the teenager onto the hard cement Penny decided she had to do something.
She stuck her masked head back through the door, "can we get some help out here?" She asked, stupid S.H.I.E.L.D didn't even have security.
She ran up behind Trapster and yanked the gun out of his hand.
"Come on Trappy, we're supposed to be heroes, can't we all just get along?" She asked.
He turned to glare at her, "and who're you?!"
"I'm your friendly neighbourhood Spider-Woman," Penny said, this had been a really bad idea. Still, she ducked around Trapster and helped the younger teen up, ushering him inside, just as Trapster swung the other glue gun at her.
"Outta my way kid!" He snarled, the gun hit Penny in the side of the head, just as three people ran towards them. One was the camera man, still holding the camera.
The gun hit her hard. Penny's last thought before she blacked out was that she hoped they weren't still filming.
Who says, who says you're not perfect?
Who says you're not worth it?
Who says you're the only one that's hurtin'?
Trust me, that's the price of beauty
Who says you're not pretty?
Who says you're not beautiful?
Who says?
I chose to call fem!Peter Penny Parker and Spider-Woman rather than Petra Parker and Spider-Girl. Spider-Woman to differentiate her from May, Peter's daughter in the comics who was Spider-Girl and Penny to differentiate her from Petra, the raging sexist the show tried to pass off as fem!Peter because I did not like that. At all.
If there's any mistakes or something seems just wrong to you or something doesn't flow right please let me know, thank you!
Hope you liked it. Bye!
