Spider-Man ECCHIELD Academy Chapter 11, a spider-man fanfic

Spider-Man ECCHIELD Academy

Chapter 11

Co-Writer GreyKing46

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It was the next day, Peter was walking with Laura to pick up Jean from her house.

"This is interesting." Laura noted

"Yeah...Listen, I'm sorry about the whole thing the other day...It's just...I'm a nice guy." Peter answered

"I know you are Peter. That's why we love you." Laura understood.

She kissed his cheek, smiling in understanding

The two got to the door and knocked accordingly.

"Coming!" Jean responded through the door though it was still shut. Until a few seconds passed and Jean came out, wearing the green shirt attire that she wore the other day.

"Hey." She smiled

"Hey Jean." Laura answered

"Ready to go?" Peter asked

"Uh-huh." She nodded and hugged Peter's arm

Laura smiled and hugged Peter's other arm

'Two girls...Each arm...I feel like a pimp.' Peter blushed '... But also like the luckiest guy in the world.'

The girls walked with Peter, heading to school, where they saw Harry walking.

"Wow, look at you Pete." Harry laughed

"Yeah..." Peter chuckled awkwardly.

"The Big Man on Campus." Harry continued. "Hi Jean, Laura."

"Hey, Harry." The girls responded

"Maybe I'll get lucky one day." Harry snickered

"Yeah, Liz Allan." Peter answered, thinking back to his own universe

"Wh-What? Me...And...And Liz Allan?" Harry blushed

"Yeah, maybe." Peter nodded quickly, saving his skin

"Sheesh, Peter..." Harry rubbed the back of his head. "You really think?"

"I should think so." Peter answered. 'I know so.' he thought

Soon they arrived at Avengers Academy, where the normality of the school...was actually a bit out of whack. The status quo had been altered and with Scott being knocked down a peg and with Jean being with him...it had a bit of a power vacuum.

A strange one, everyone was curious was would happen

"Wow...Is it "opposite day" today?" Peter joked

Laura and Jean rolled their eyes at that

"HA, HA! Oh, oh that's funny. You know that right?" A...VERY familiar voice spoke behind Peter and the group.

"Oh no...Please, Weaver not him..." Peter whispered, begging for it to not be him

"Hey...Buddy!" The figure appeared, it being a blonde haired student, wearing red and black clothing and a brown belt. Yes. It's Deadpool.

"Hey Wade." He sighed

"Hey, Peter, buddy pal o'mine...Just gotta say, nice job screwing the school up. AND...NICE entourage." Wade smiled

"Whatever Wade." Peter grumbled

"Awe, seriously? That's how you treat your bro?" Wade pouted, feigning to be hurt.

Peter sighed and rolled his eyes

"Seriously Wilson...Why're you doing this?" Harry asked

"I'm messing about!" He laughed "Come on, can't you take a joke?"

'Usually your jokes end up with someone dying.' Peter thought with a deadpan. "We can, just not as serious humour as yours."

Wade pouted "Well I'm here to hand in my 'Cant be fucked to come to school today' note. I'm hanging with the Deadpool Corp."

"Wade." Harry groaned "Stop calling your siblings that, you sound stupid."

"Really? We sound awesome." Wade answered

"No you don't." Everyone deadpanned

'So the 'Deadpool Corps' are his siblings, not his alternate reality hims?' Peter though with a shrug.

Suddenly two figures, one taller with breasts and one smaller, walked towards them very impatiently

"Wade, you going to hang with your friends all day?" The girl asked, wearing a red and black jacket with black jeans. She had long blonde hair that was tied in a ponytail, she also had C-Cup breasts that still had time to grow.

"Not that I mind THIS friend though." She flirted as she grinned at Peter

"Gwen's waiting for us you Dumbass fucker." The little kid scoffed. He looked to be 14 at most with short blonde hair and blue eyes. He was wearing a massive hoodie styled like the Deadpool costume, tracksuit bottoms and boots

Laura and Jean glared as they saw Wade's sister flirt with Peter.

"Okay, okay...See ya later." Wade sighed and ruffled his little brother's head.

"I'm Wanda." Lady Deadpool grinned, getting closer to Peter

"Hello." Peter gulped lightly

"He's ours." Jean and Laura answered, glaring at Wanda.

"Your your parents must clearly be dumbasses with names." Laura snarled

"Eccentric. NOT dumbasses." Wanda looked back.

"When you are basically called the same thing?" Jean asked with a raised eyebrow

Wanda scoffed, glaring at the girls

"Let's go." Wade said, pulling his sister back

The little brother of Wade's gestured "I'm watching you" to Peter and walked off with his siblings.

"Wow." Peter blinked

"I don't like her." Laura pouted

"Agreed." Jean nodded

"Dude...I take back what I said about your sex-appeal." Harry answered

"Huh?" Peter blinked at Harry in confusion

"I don't fancy a dozen girls." Harry answered. "See ya." He left for his lesson.

"Why? Hey!" Peter yelled

"Harry's teasing, he's just seeing how lucky you are and feels overwhelmed." Jean answered

Peter sighed and nodded a bit

"Well...I guess we should head to class." Peter answered

"Yes." The two nodded and kissed his cheeks before they went to their classes

"Huh...Neat." Peter smiled lightly and headed to his class, it being History. And he was paired up with Natasha.

'Please be better than last time.' he thought

"Hello, Peter." Natasha spoke as she saw him

"Hey Natasha." he smiled "You doing okay?"

"I'm fine. I heard what happened with Scott." Natasha answered "You kicked ass." She smiled

"Jean did most of the ass kicking." Peter answered.

"Just take the compliment." She frowned

"Alright, I will...Thank you." Peter answered

Natasha nodded, sighing

"Alright everyone, I hope you're ready, cause we've got a pop quiz." Steve spoke as he passed over some quiz sheets. "You and your partners can help each other out, but you can't share answers between your other classmates."

"... Crap." Peter mumbled

"Ready? Now, begin." Steve spoke. "You've got an hour."

Everything got to work quickly, all of them writing to the best of their ability

"Hmm..." Natasha frowned as she couldn't get an answer.

Peter went over to Natasha's side and looked at her notes, showing his answers, that may be able to help.

The two worked well, ideas bouncing between them as they worked hard

Soon time ticked to a close. "Okay, times up. Please stack your pages on the front of my desk." Steve spoke as the lesson ended

"I got it." Peter smiled as a gentleman

"Thank you." Natasha blushed lightly

"Welcome." He smiled and nodded, walking off

"Alright, those who've handed in, you can go." Steve spoke compiling up the papers.

"Oh, okay." Natasha answered as she and others got up.

She ran a bit, trying to keep up with Peter

"You ready for the next lesson?" Natasha asked

"Huh? Oh, yeah." Peter nodded, shocked the red head was staying so close

"So...How have you been? Cause, you've been busy." Natasha asked

"Yeah, I've been busy. But you already know that." Peter answered

"Yeah." She nodded, trying not to look at him

"So...um...Do you...want to partner up for the next lesson?" Peter asked

"Sure."

"Cool." Peter smiled as they walked to English.

She nodded, grasping his hand subtly

As they headed to the room, they saw not only Professor Beast; but also a second teacher, it being the drama teacher.

"Ah, hello class." Beast spoke

The class nodded in agreement and greeting, very curious

"Now, I bet you're all wondering why I'm here." The drama teacher spoke

Again, they answered.

"Well...It's because we'll be doing scenes from various Shakespeare plays." The drama teacher answered

Everyone groaned but didn't complain

"Now, we're going to be handing out different parts of the play and we want you to reenact them." Beast spoke handing over pages

Everyone took their pages, looking down carefully

A couple of them had Macbeth or even Hamlet.

"...Romeo and Juliet?" Natasha blushed

"... Please tell me it isn't the balcony scene." Peter whispered gently

"...Um..." Natasha blushed even more.

"Oh, Weaver..." Peter covered his face in embarrassment.

Natasha didn't question his wording, she was too worried

"So...what is it? "What light through the window...Tis the east and Natasha is the sun"?" Peter adlibbed a little.

Natasha just blushed brighter

"Excellent improvisation, Peter." The teacher smiled. "That's what this assignment is for, improvising on the words of The Bard."

"Oh, so we don't HAVE to do word for word." One of the students spoke

"It needs to work." Beast added

"And stuttering and making stuff up as you go are frowned upon as well." Hank finished

The class grumbled and began to work together in their groups, trying to work on new ways to work around the words.

"Oh." Natasha nodded, finding this weird

"Are you okay?" Peter asked as he looked up from his sheet.

The window scene. The bloody window scene

"Oh god...Yeah...I know..." Peter frowned.

"Huh?" She blinked

"It's...One of THE most romantic scenes in all the play." Peter answered

"I didn't say anything though." She mumbled

"Oh... Well, I... Just assumed." Peter shrugged

"It...It's alright..." Natasha blushed

The two sighed, getting to work

The lesson seemed to continue with different people speaking different lines and trying to put their own twist on them.

And soon it was their turn

"Well...Better late than never." Peter sighed

"Y-Yes..." Natasha blushed

"Let's do this." Natasha nodded as they moved out to work

Peter started first. "What light, shines through this castle. It's the fiery beauty of Natasha."

Natasha was bright red at hearing Peter say that in such a... Realistic tone

"Why do you look so flustered? You're too beautiful to look like this, try and be calm and just express yourself." Peter spoke

Natasha looked even more flustered, hearing Peter talk like this...She just wanted to leap onto him.

"'Tasha." Peter whispered to indicate her own lines.

"Ms Romanoff?" The Drama teacher asked

"Peter...Peter, I can't hold back these feelings." Natasha answered, holding her heart

The class blinked in slight confusion and that

"Since...Since I saw you...Everything...Everything I do to deviate them...They don't go away." Natasha answered

"Natasha?" Peter blinked

"Peter...I love you." Natasha confessed, while everyone thought this was part of their "rewrite" of the script

Even if it did seem nothing like the balcony scene

Natasha didn't continue the script and kissed Peter. Much to the shock of the class AND Peter.

Everyone just had a WTF face

...Except for the Drama teacher...She was into this.

Natasha pulled back and shook, before running off in embarrassment

She ran as fast as she could, out of the room in the blink of an eye

"...A+!" The drama teacher smiled

Warranting a "really" look from Beast.

Peter couldn't believe that this just happened...Natasha had feelings for him and...He was blind to them. He ran after Natasha wanting to talk to her.

He ran as fast as he could

"Tasha! Tasha!" Peter called out as he ran, following her.

But she just kept running

"Dang it, Natasha!" Peter pushed himself and caught up, though his thighs were burning.

He tackled her, wrapping his arms around her and twisting them around so when they crashed to the floor he was underneath

"Hnn! Ow...Hurt..." Peter grunted

"P-Peter! L-Let me go!" Natasha tried to remove herself from his grasp

But his grip was very strong

"Peter...Please...Let me go..." Natasha grunted, trying not to cry.

"Never." He said, kissing her

Natasha gently cried as she felt her heart's desire kiss her, feeling his lips on hers, how soft they were and how strong he was.

So she kissed back deeply and happily

She rubbed her body against him lightly, happily

Peter gently broke the kiss, seeing Natasha's red eyes from crying. "Feel better?" He asked kindly, wiping her cheek.

She nodded gently, kissing him back

"...I'm sorry, Natasha...I'm sorry I didn't notice your feelings earlier." Peter apologised