Suit Lady. That's who she was.

Peter Parker knew that she was an AI and needed a real name. But he just didn't let it go into his head, lingering through his thoughts of teenage angst and drama. His mind instead wondered on how he could be stuck here with a suit being the only person to talk to. The fact that he was stuck here for a while until that damn door opened. The fact that he could've been with his friends and classmates getting ready for that competition. The fact that he was shocked he didn't lose any friends. Yet.

He knew as well as the sun would come up that he wouldn't keep them any longer. Maybe he would keep Ned. That was his best friend forever, anyways. Michelle though? She would leave him if it meant getting some time alone. Flash? He wouldn't even recall what the scrawny brown haired male looked like. And... Liz...

Oh Liz...

She probably didn't know his name. Who he was even up to now. Her dark beautiful black eyes probably erased the image of Peter from her mind last night. She wouldn't miss him anytime soon.

As a matter of fact, he imagined it all. She would probably be making out with Flash Thompson of all people. Or some jerk. And laughing hysterically as the young hero watches and screams in agony as the storms approach him and drench his body in tears, rain drops and lightening.

Then he would be dead, dug ten feet under like those horror movie mascots and his grave would read 'Here lies Peter Parker. Son, nephew and idiot teenager. He sucked at love and couldn't even keep a single friend.'

True? Probably.

Over dramatic? Definitely.

He didn't care though. His teenager life was ruined. Everything was messed up now. He would probably die of starvation and boredom in this room. Or survive, who knows. If he does, he would probably be forced to become the laughing stock of the school. The idiot. The dunce. He would have to wear a big cone on his head while teenagers smother him in evil laughter. His Aunt May probably kick him out and he'll be the janitor at the nearest grocery store.

Yep. He was over-exaggerating again. He needed to get his mind off things...

His mind went swimming in worry and horror before he did the one thing he hated to do. He just. Spoke. Out loud. To himself. Or more importantly, to the AI.

"Suit Lady," He called out absentmindedly, feeling his inner spirit smacking his head in embarrassment. "I feel bad calling you suit lady. I should give you a name. How about... Liz- No! no no no!" Peter quickly caught himself, feeling his inner spirit beginning to beat him up really bad as he spoke to the air around him. His dignity and confidence were being murdered with every second that passed in awkward silence. He had to seriously think about this. What was a name that would best fit a voice? What's a nice name for a nice female? Or whatever she was.. Laura? Carol? Natasha?...

"How about. Karen?..."

'You can call me Karen, if you would like,' Was the first thing the AI had spoken since the two were stuck in this place. Her voice was pretty. Calming. For an AI. It was inviting to Parker a bit. But not that inviting to where he would just pour his heart to her right then and there... Then again. They were the only people in there. That is. Person and AI in there. So he had no choice honestly. There was a question burning into Peter's skull, waiting to be answered and released like a firefly in a jar. He just had to release it or it'll die. Or he'll regret it.

With a big sigh escaping his mouth and delivering warmth onto his face in the cage that was his mask, the young boy whispered softly, "Should I tell Liz I'm Spider-man?"

'Who's Liz,' Karen's voice slithered through Peter's mask, through his ears like a pebble to the water. It skipped angelically in his ears, it was rather comforting.

"Who's Liz," He chuckled nervously, feeling the butterflies develop in his stomach suddenly at the question and the thought of a beautiful teenager crossing his mind. "Liz. She's the best. She's just a girl who goes to my school. And um... Yeah. I really want to tell her... But isn't it weird saying, 'Hey! I'm Spider-man!'"

'What's weird about that?'

"What if she expects someone like Tony Stark," Peter responded, the venom in his voice spatting onto the fabric of his mask. It was relevant that he was upset with who he was. He could feel his narrowed eyebrows curling in the suit and his frown crushing underneath. He could feel the butterflies burning inside of his stomach. His intestines. Intensely. It was painful. It sucked that he wasn't rich, or handsome or cool. He was just a kid. A teenager. No one special. A friendly neighborhood cliche... What would Liz ever see in him?... Nothing...

'Well. If I were her? I wouldn't be disappointed at all.'

That was it. Those words enough had caught Peter Parker by surprise. Those set of words from a voice like that, without hesitation. As if she had knew the boy for such a long time. Karen, an AI, was not disappointed by him. He had fell from a sign, let a bad guy get away, and got himself held hostage out of nowhere by omission. Everything to show how much of a novice he was in this superhero business. How he shouldn't be here right now with this title... But unlike everyone. Unlike Tony. She saw something in him. Whether programmed or not, Karen saw potential in him. She saw not disappointment. But Spider-man. She saw Peter Parker. A boy worth looking upon...

Something about that made him feel. Bubbly inside... Weird...

All he could do was smile in that moment. He could just chuckle and respond, "Thank you, Karen... It's really nice to have someone to talk to..." Karen was a AI. He wouldn't forget that much. But it was crazy how in a matter of a few minutes he had already grown a bit closer to her as if she was human. He didn't know just yet, but he had a hunch feeling after all this. That him and Karen would talking for a lot longer. They would probably be friends... Nah.

They would definitely be friends...

Yo, FG96 here. And yes. I like Avengers. Yes. I always wanted to make some fanfics for it. So here you are. Fanfics! The thing about these though is that these are in a series known as "Marvel's Crack ship Universe". Which means it will focus mainly on ships/couples that many would say just wouldn't work or be so SO weird. But I'm here to make fanfics of them and make them cute! Hopefully. Don't worry. I plan to make other fanfics for the MCU that have actual story like AUs and continuations. Until then, there will be more crackships on the way. I hope you enjoyed this and I hope you all have a good day! :)