Chapter 1

The girl of his dreams

Notes:

Hi everyone,

Welcome to another Marvel adventure, taking place in an AU-ish situation, were we try to keep the character as in-character as possible despite the hilariously strange situations.

I happily inform you that this story is already complete and that a new chapter will be posted every 3-4 days! (so no agonizingly long waits!)

A Tale of the Trickster and the Spider is a complete separate story to my other works. Creating a MUCH different feel! It's about love, awkwardness, feels and the sexual tension is all over the place!

I truly hope you will enjoy this story!

ps. Peter Parker is 18 for senior prom reasons

Now without further ado, here's the first chapter of A Tale of the Trickster and the Spider

It was already late in the afternoon on a regular Friday in Stark Tower. Peter Parker, also known as 'Spiderman', is staring out of the window from his barstool at the kitchen table, in his hand not a glass, but an entire bottle of coco.

It was Tony who saw him staring at the imposing but not that interesting skyline of the city.

'What's the matter kid?'

'Nothing,' was the only answer Peter provided, a gloomy expression on his face.

Tony sighed. 'Come on, champ, what's going on?'

'It's just... remember how I told you about prom?'

'Yes, you must be looking forward to it. Got a hot date?'

'Yes, well, no... you see, that's the problem. I don't have a date...' Peter sighed as he took another sip of his coco.

Tony frowned, feeling a little guilty. 'What? Why not?'

Peter glared at Tony in suspicion. 'You promise not to laugh?'

'Yes, of course. I promise.'

'You really promise?' Peter asked again. It was something about his playboy tutor, the man that could get every girl he could only dream of, that made him feel even more ashamed.

'Okay kid, now you're just being mean,' Tony remarked.

'Okay, sorry.' He took a deep breath. 'I was so busy with being Spiderman all the time that I forgot to arrange a date for Peter Parker... And now it's too late to ask anyone...'

There was a brief silence.

'Well, you think I've never forgotten to arrange a date because I was busy being Iron Man?' Tony asked in an attempt to reassure the kid.

'I don't know, did you?' Peter asked awkwardly.

'Of course I did! And hey, it could always be worse.'

'How?'

'Steve never went to prom, not because he was busy being a super hero but because he was... quite the opposite. No one wanted to go with him.'

'Really? No one wanted to date captain America?' Peter asked, highly doubting Tony's words.

'Well he wasn't all that great back then. He was just regular Steve Rogers, some small, asthmatic kid from Brooklyn. As a matter of fact, I think the only person who was willing to hang out with him was that Bucky guy.'

'Yeah, about that...'

'We're not discussing Bucky or Steve, we're talking about you,' Tony interrupted him sternly. This wasn't the first time the boy had asked about the 'more-than-just-friends' relationship between the two veterans and Tony wasn't sure what to tell him since he didn't really know what was going on between the two men either.

'Okay,' Peter mumbled.

'Okay, now, I'm in a generous mood. I'll help you find a date. So tell me, what's your dream girl like?'

'Pfff, uh, I don't know...' Peter lied, of course he knew what his ideal woman would look like. Hell, he even knows how she walks and talks. He had already envisioned her many times in his dreams but there was no way he was going to tell that to Tony.

'Come on. I'm trying to help you here but you have to give me something to work with. Now describe your ideal date.'

'Alright,' Peter sighed and he looked at Tony. 'I guess it would be nice if she was shorter than me... I mean, that way she could wear heels and stuff, I guess...'

'Yes, and?'

'Well, I guess I do have a thing for brunettes...'

'I can relate to that. Go on.'

'… Does Steve have a thing for brunettes?'

Tony furrowed and looked at him with a puzzled expression. 'I don't know, why?'

'Well, because, you know. There's you, and Bucky...'

'Okay, you're losing focus, kid. It's prom night, not veteran's day. This night is about you. Now tell me what else you like in a girl,' Tony answered, slightly irritated.

'Right, sorry, right... Uhm, she would have long, brown wavy hair... white teeth, shining bright like the stars, a soft and warm voice as she gently giggles at one of my jokes, also sh-'

'You really put a lot of thought into this, didn't you?'

'You asked!'

'Okay, but remember, I'm a wealthy, good-looking man with resources, not some kind of wizard like that Strange guy. Now, where could we find such a girl?'

'Maybe Mister Strange could look into some alternative universes and send me to one in which I do have a date.'

'Come on, don't do that, we don't need magic to get you a date,' Tony sighed as he thought about the issue. 'Where else can we find such a girl?'

'In my dreams,' Peter smiled sarcastically. 'I don't know Mr. Stark, I really appreciate your help, but let's face it: Spiderman is a hero, he could get anyone he wants, but Peter... well, Peter's just Peter. There's no way I'm gonna find someone.'

'… Don't worry, we'll figure it out. Peter Parker is Spiderman, remember? And though it won't always be fun and games, you should know...'

'I swear, if you give me the "with great power comes great responsibility" speech, I'm outta here!'

'Well, he would be right, young man of spiders,' Thor noted as he walked by.

Tony and Peter looked at him questioningly, after which Tony stated that this was a private conversation.

'Well pardon my interruption but I was searching for the two of you. Steven asked me to inform you dinner is almost served,' Thor continued, ignorant of the situation, 'He and Barton have been in the kitchen almost all day. Also, Anthony, he asked me to tell you these exact words:'-Thor cleared his throat-"Damn it Tony, if you ever throw away my broccoli again, I'm going to watch all of our Netflix series with Bucky and I'm gonna spoil them! I'll make sure you can never watch a series again without knowing the ending of each episode!" Thor cleared his throat, not really understanding what he just said. '-Or so the great captain has asked me to tell you.'

'How did he know it was me?!' Tony asked, not knowing what disturbed him more; the fact that Steve knew he had thrown out food or the Asgardian god who was trying to sound like an angry old-fashioned New-Yorker.

'Easy, the artificial intelligence told him,' Thor answered. 'Plus, you are the only one who does not favor broccoli.'

'Ah, have you never heard that with great power comes a great veggie diet? You should stick to that, it's really healthy and makes you grow strong!' Peter remarked, a big smile on his face.

'This conversation is not over,' Tony snarled at Peter. 'Thor, tell Cap we'll be right there, just give us another five minutes, alright?'

'I shall try my best Anthony, but I am not sure if I can stand up to Steven and his Shepherd's Pie.' Thor inhaled and remained silent for a moment, showing his thinking-face. 'Is it true that an actual Shepherd's dog is used in such recipe?'

Tony and Peter both looked at him with disgusted faces.

'No! Wha-?! Who would do such a thing?' Peter asked as he could already feel his stomach turning at the thought of Steve and Clint slaughtering a poor helpless dog.

'I do not know, Loki told me.'

'What a surprise,' Tony said, rolling his eyes. He then snapped his fingers. 'That's it! He could be the answer to all our problems! Well, all your problems, that is, not mine. My life is going brilliantly perfect except for the fact that I probably started another civil war over some grose green veggies.' Tony felt a shiver running down his spine while thinking of the tree-like vegetables. 'Man I hate broccoli.'

'Childhood trauma?' Thor asked.

'Yeah, let's just keep it at that.'

Expecting for Tony to drop the issue, Thor turned back to Peter. He opened his mouth to speak with him, but got interrupted.

'I just sincerely dislike that vegetable. It has such a, you know, almost tree-ish substance, it's like eating a branch and it even tastes exceptionally green... How is it even possible for a color to have a taste? Or, maybe, a cauliflower just hulked out and took revenge upon mankind by turning into the most disgusting vegetable ever! Either way, considering we sit with Banner and Groot at one table, I think we should ban broccoli from this house. Also Gamora! She may find it offensive.'

'This... does sound like a grieve problem for you, my friend. Maybe you should talk to Banner about this matter,' Thor spoke with frowned brows, not really knowing what to do with all the information he was just given. How in Norns name could anyone hate a simple vegetable with such passion?

'And tell him that eating broccoli reminds me of him? Yes, very smooth, Thor,' Tony reacted in his trademark sarcastic voice.

'I was merely trying to help. Now, let us go to meet with the others in the dining hall. The captain wanted us gathered a long time ago.'

Thor walked out of the kitchen and Tony was ready to follow him, his broccoli trauma having upset him enough as to forget what he was going to say to Peter.

'Wow, wait up,' Peter said, hurriedly, 'What do you mean by "answer to our problems"?' he asked hesitantly, as he thought back to their earlier conversation, not believing Loki could actually be a solution instead of the problem itself.

'You'll see, come on,' Tony reassured him while the two walked towards the dining room.

Notes:

And that's about it for the first chapter.

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Next chapter will be up in 3 days!

In the meantime, I'll keep working on 'Sing me one last song' and 'All I did for you'

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