You know that feeling where you know for sure that something happened to you 100% without a doubt? That's exactly what I was feeling right now as I took in a deep breathe. That's what also irked me. I wasn't supposed to be able to breathe, I just died! Yet here I was living and breathing air as if I hadn't been hit by a car going above 70 mph. I looked around at my surroundings and saw that I was in a... limousine? Why would I be in a limousine instead of an ambulance? I looked down to see my hands only to realize that they weren't the right color.
"H-holy shit I'm white!" I exclaimed to myself as I kept staring at my hands, only to feel my hair with them finding it to be smooth and straight instead of curly and thick. I turned to try to see my reflection in the window and noticed that someone was approaching. I squinted to see that it was Robert Downey Jr? What the hell was I in his limo for? and why the hell was I an entirely different person? my thoughts were soon interrupted by the sound of the door opening. I turned to see that it was Robert taking a seat right next to me.
"You did great out there kid." Robert complimented me as the car started driving to god knows where. What was he thanking me for? Cheating death somehow? Or was this my afterlife? Spending an eternity with Robert Downey Jr? As much as I liked him I really hope this wouldn't be how I'd spend my afterlife.
"Uh thank you, sir?" I said confused on what the hell was happening to me. Maybe Robert knew? Just as I was about to ask one of the most idiotic questions that would have come out of my mouth Rob had quickly interrupted me.
"Especially with your idea on how to take down the giant guy, although you didn't really have to talk about the star wars part." Robert said as I was left even more confused. Star wars? Giant guy? What the hell is he talking about? I never took down a giant guy, and why did he call me underoos? These thoughts all swirled in my head as it suddenly hit me.
"Oh crap, I'm in an MCU self-insert fanfic." I said a little bit too loud.
"An MC-what?". Robert said raising an eyebrow at me, I turned over and looked at him realizing that this man may look exactly like Robert, but that he wasn't Robert Downey Jr and that he was, in fact, Tony Stark. Underoos is what he had just called me, which means that I was in Tom Holland's, no I was in Peter Parker's body. The giant guy he was talking about earlier must've been Ant-man, meaning that Captain America Civil War just ended, and now was the beginning of Spider-man: Homecoming.
"I didn't say MC, I said thanks sir." I quickly said to Robert no it was Tony now. I have to call him that from now on. God this was gonna be one long ride.
"Well, you're welcome, kid." Tony said as I turned and looked out the window to see the many cars passing by. Well, at least I'd get to see New York I thought to myself trying to not freak out about what just happened to me. At least not yet anyway. Speaking of New York, Homecoming never showed Peter's exact address did it?
"God damn it" I said to myself realizing that I was gonna look like a complete idiot later tonight.
Luckily enough it had turned out that Aunt May was just arriving home with groceries. After helping her put them away, I then excused myself to Peter's room. I still couldn't wrap my mind around this and calling another persons belongings mine just felt weird. I sat down on the bed and thought about what to do next. There's a lot of stuff I could do and A LOT of things I shouldn't do, and that's just in Homecoming. How the hell could I prepare for Infinity War? Spider-Man is tough, but he's still just a street tier hero.
"I should probably just ignore Thanos for now and focuse on Vulture." I said to myself trying to not worry about Infinity War at the moment. Vulture was pretty tough in the movie and if he managed to get that Avenger loot I could only imagine how much stronger he could've become, and since I was the new Spider-Man it'd be my responsibility to stop him.
"Peter you better get to bed soon, I don't want you missing the bus tomorrow" Shouted Aunt May as she got ready for sleep herself.
"Okay Aunt May" I replied as I began looking through Peters room for anything Spider-Man related. I'd have to prepare if I didn't want to be smacked around like Peter was if I wanted to fight Vulture. Finding only a few extra web cartridges, I decided to head in for the night in order not to miss the bus since it'd be coming at...?
"Fuck." I whispered to myself, not only do I not know the bus time I also did not know Peters school schedule, login info for the computers, and his locker combo.
"Man am I so done for tomorrow" I groaned.
Hey guys sorry for any formatting issues since this idea had kind of hit me rn, and since I was nowhere near a computer I had decided to write it on my phone. Also I will be accepting beta readers for this story so I can improve the quality of this fic for future chapters. Thank you for reading and please leave a review of what you think!