Fed-Up Peter
Prompt: Everyone in the Avengers starts arguing, with the exception of Peter. Peter is doing his homework in his room, and is finding it hard to concentrate. He is fed-up.
Prompt requested by: MickeyMarceline101-Thanks for the prompt!
Dedicated to: Kenzie-my brother-in-law's dog that was put to sleep yesterday. May you rest in peace.
Also, the argument is kinda vague, and even I don't know what they are arguing about. Some of the dialogue from the argument I borrowed from a random dialogue generator. To make it more dramatic, let's just say this is set after Civil War, but before Infinity War, where the team gets back together, but tensions are still high. Also, for the sake of the prompt, Peter is an Avenger at this time. Sorry, it's so short.
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"Try focusing more on your life and less on mine!"
Even without his super hearing, Peter was sure he could have heard Tony yelling a mile away. In fact, it wouldn't surprise him if people in Australia could hear Tony.
He shook his head, and tried getting back to his homework.
The arguing just got worse. From what Peter could tell, the argument was between Steve, and Tony (no surprise there). And if someone else tried stopping the argument, that person was targeted.
"Are you taking his side against me?"
Tony's voice again. This time, Peter groaned. All he wanted was to finish his homework. Was that really too much to ask?
"You stand there, and accuse me, but where were you at the time?"
"You know where I was."
Natasha's voice is low, and challenging. Maybe she can break this argument up.
He goes back to his Chemistry homework (again), and before he can even write down the chemical formula for Glucose (which he has memorized by heart), he hears yelling. He grips the pencil in his hands, so hard his knuckles turn white. Their yelling was hurting his ears, and he would be a coward to just sit here and suffer. He had dealt with a crazy old-man hell-bent on killing him. He was pretty sure he could handle them. He put the pencil down, changed into his suit, and walked out of the room.
They were just all yelling at each other about who knows what, and he was very surprised actual fighting hadn't occurred. At least, not yet. He took a deep breath. They hadn't even noticed he was in the room, but they were about to. He shot his webs at everybody's mouths, and the yelling quickly stopped. Much better. They all stared at him like he was crazy, but he didn't care. And maybe Mr. Stark would ground him for the rest of his life. But, at the moment, he had homework to attend to. He walked casually out of the room, and went to finish his homework. He did, but also got grounded by Mr. Stark for a month. It was worth it.
