(A/N: Chapter One has been redone! The first was... Not the best by my standards. At all.

Also, Happy Birthday to me and Lil Wayne!

And yeah, I'm sorry if it's a bit OOC. I'm not really the best when it comes to writing as Peter. I have an extreme lack of sarcasm in my system so I can't really master his snarky persona.

-The Onyx Dragon)

"All I know is I was enchanted to meet you.

This night is sparkling, don't you let it go.

I'm wonderstruck."

-Owl City, "Enchanted"

Peter's POV

Hey, guys! It's your friendly neighborhood Spider-Man here! I was just walking through the Helicarrier, looking for Ava because of MJ's birthday party that Harry was throwing her. Ya see, I wanted to get Mary Jane a nice gift (Apparently that's not clearance chocolate and wilted flowers), and who was better to ask than another girl? (I'm broke and cheap by her standards...) And no, I don't have any "ulterior motives" about talking to Ava.

Let's just skip the part where I was looking everywhere and get straight to the part when I turned a corner, not looking, and plowed straight into Danny. He was holding a cup of Chai tea, so I ended up taking a very hot and uncomfortable, yet pleasant smelling bath. Well, at least when I have to put salve on these burns, the nurses will like the scent of my suit...

"Peter! I am so sorry!" Danny started, abash.

"It's all right, Danny. We all have a lack of equilibrium once in awhile," I told him.

"Thank you for your kindness, Peter," he put his palms to each other and bowed like monks do. "Are you sure you do not want a towel, though?"

"I'll be fine," I reassured him, dripping wet. "Although if you do see Ava, tell her I'm looking for her, 'kay?"

Danny nodded. "Absolutely."

"Thanks!" I said, walking toward sick bay.

It was barely FIVE SECONDS before I walked into another person. Five seconds! FIVE SECONDS! CAN I GET A BREAK UNIVERSE!? Dear Santa Claus, This Christmas, can you give me some peace and quiet and nothing wrong with the world for once? From, Peter Parker. P.S. Yes, I know that asking imaginary figures is stupid, but can I get that gift before Christmas por favor?

I looked up, drinking in the figure that I had just doused with Chai tea: sleek black hair, playboy features, and an amused style that would melt any fan girl or boy within a ten foot radius.

"Hi, Mr. S-Stark-Iron Man, sir!" I smiled painfully, realizing I'd probably gotten the tea all over a thousand dollar suit.

"Hey Spider-Man. Just know that I prefer handshakes," He joked.

Ava walked up to us in full costume. "What did you want me for-oh hi Mr. Stark!"

They shook hands. "Please, call me Tony, Ava. How are you kids doing?"

"We're doing fine. Just the usual homework, training, getting ready for the rest of our lives, and such," Ava answered calmly. I merely nodded. Does she have to answer him so nonchalantly?

"So what are you doing above the Helicarrier?" I asked. I know; it probably came out stupidly, ya know? I didn't really need to ask; Tony Stark can be above the Helicarrier if and when he wants to be. Lucky…

In Peter's Imagination:
Chibi Fury has the Avengers gathered in an urgent meeting while Tony flies off and brings back a box of pizza. He opens it and passes around slices while Fury turns red with anger.

"Well, actually, I wanted to ask your team if they wanted to help me with an experiment in my lab tomorrow at three," Tony offered.

I almost squealed in delight, but I contained my excitement, and said, "Gotta assemble an urgent team meeting. See ya later, Tony!"

I dragged Ava along with me ("Hey, wait a minute, Pete!") as I ran along the Helicarrier, collecting teammates. I pulled Luke from the weight room ("Dude! I was about to beat my record!"), Danny from something I don't think I want to understand (You've disrupted my concentration, Peter.") and I had to yell several times to get Sam to stop melting the training robots.

"I was in the middle of unlocking more Nova powers, Web-head!"

I smiled, kinda happy that I'd irritated him. "Well, tomorrow you're about to be in the middle of Stark laboratories."

He fell down from the rafters, and I laughed. "Maybe you should get your flyer's license first."

"Unlike you, I've got non-nerdy stuff to do on my weekend," he hissed back, lifting himself off of the floor.

"What? Like sleep in and play Minecraft?" Ava snorted. She's getting better at this joking concept. "Yeah, totally productive."

"You cannot step twice into the same river; for other waters are continually flowing in," Danny mused. "Choose wisely."

"In other words, take your chances, dude. You're gonna stay the entire day in Stark Labs, where anything and everything is possible and awesome," Luke added. "Besides, who says no to an opportunity like that aside from a buzz kill?"

"Look," Sam remarked. "I'm just being cautious. Besides, did he ever say what we were doing? 'Cause this could be like the time I went to band camp, where the seniors make the freshman do all the work."

"You're a band geek?" I asked. That was so... Not Sam.

"Uh no," He defended. "I'm a percussionist. There's a difference."

I rolled my eyes. "Whatever. Are you in or what?"

Sam sighed. "Sure. You guys convinced me. Fine. Just let me update my Tumblr." He pulled out his smartphone and started to type.

I looked at Danny, Ava and Luke. "What about you guys?"

"After the Seahawks game, then I'm in," Luke answered.

"Sure. This might be good to put on my college application," Ava said. This was supposed to be fun, and she's worried about college? Each to their own I guess.

Danny simply nodded. Does this guy have a social life?

"No weekend plans?" I raised an eyebrow.

"I was going to play zombies, but this option is much more enlightening," he answered. Danny was a gamer!? Since when!?

"Now if you'll excuse me, I've got powers to unlock," Sam said, starting up the L.M.D's again.

"Deuces. I've got a record to beat," Luke gave us the sign and he stepped off.

"I've got a cup of tea to make," Danny responded before heading to the caf.

"Now what did you want me for, Peter?" Ava questioned.

I scratched the back of my head. What did I want to ask her again? Something about chocolate...

"Uh..." I stammered. Make something up, Parker! You look like an idiot! Wait... Isn't M.J's birthday on Sunday? "Wanna check out that confectionary on 3rd? I need to get MJ a gift."

"Oh sure," Ava replied. "I'll meet you at the Starbucks near there?"

"Sounds like a plan," I answered, smiling. Why was I smiling?

"Later, Pete." I watched Ava walk away, in all her hip-swaying glory.

I laughed to myself. You got yourself a date!

...Yeah, uh, I might have lied about that "ulterior motive" part, sorry.