AN: Tumblr prompt: Danny and spidey prank war

Drabble 92-Fun and Games

There were a lot of things that Danny and Peter wouldn't do for each other. The foundation of their friendship was based on how much they were willing to ride or die for each other. They had been thicker than thieves ever since they met. However, there was one exception to their unspoken Bro Code.

The annual Prank War.

It was between Danny and Peter. The others couldn't officially join, but they could kind of pick a side and subtly help the other with the prank if it was more than a one-man job. Last year Spidey and the father of eight Tony beat them, but this year was Danny's turn. He was going to beat them so hard their children would feel it.

The rules were simple enough. Powers were allowed, but not teaming up. And because the first time they did this it last for three whole months, they were forced to shorten it to three amazing pranks against each other. Spell casting was also against the rules, and they weren't ever going to utter a word of that ever again.

Spider-Man already had an unfair advantage with his spider sense, warning him of any potential danger, but he had found a way to work around it. It wouldn't activate if he waited until the last possible second, or if he disguised it as something else.

He chuckled to himself as he laid down a layer of ice in Spider-Man's room at his apartment. May had known him for a few years now, and basically let him come over whenever he wanted, even if Peter wasn't there.

He quickly threw some of Peter's things on the ice to disguise it, like clothes and textbooks, and waited.

When he heard the door open, he turned invisible and hid near the ceiling, waiting. Watching.

There was muffled talking for a second before the door opened and Peter walked through, ungracefully slipping on the ice and landing on his face. Danny couldn't help but laugh as he closed the door and melted the ice while Peter was still trying to regain his senses.

"So it has begun," Peter groaned, not looking at his friend.

"Indeed it has," Danny agreed, trying not to giggle to hard as he tried to be as fake serious as possible.

"Let the games begin."

Danny was known for being chill in the sense that he was always cold. Not for his personality. So when he walked into the den where Steve and Wanda were painting each other's nails, they didn't really bat an eye at his erratic, paranoid behavior.

"Have you guys seen Spider-Man anywhere?" He asked, looking this way and that.

"No, why?" Steve asked, gently placing a tiny gem on Wanda's nail.

"You two are not starting another prank war, are you?" Wanda asked accusingly with a raised eyebrow.

"Uh...No?" Danny said, looking over his shoulder again.

"Listen," Steve said, finally turning to him with a bored look, "I don't care what you guys do this year. But there needs to be boundaries. No civilians getting involved like last year, and no going down to Tony's lab, or my room. Keep it safe for everybody."

"God, you're such a buzzkill sometimes," Danny grinned. He hovered a few inches in the air as he looked around one last time before leaving through the window.

Only to be trapped in a literal spider's web that was laced with ectoplasm. Meaning he would have to wait for it to dissolve so he could get out of it.

"Did you guys know about this?!" He yelled through the window, but it was no use. They were completely soundproof.

"I think it's a tie now."

Danny tried turning around to look at Spider-Man, but with his face stuck to the webs it was impossible to do so.

"You may have won the battle but you haven't won the war," Danny told him. Spidey chuckled as he swung to the other side of the web so Danny could see him.

"Not yet, anyway. Have fun hanging around!"

And with that he made his exit, leaving Danny there to rot in his own thoughts of vengeance.

Danny was grateful for his friendship with the wall crawler, but couldn't help but laugh at the irony because that friendship would be Peter's downfall.

Over the course of the years Danny has had to pose as Spider-Man, and therefore knows how to use the suit and the web shooters. And since he also had full access to his room at the base where his spare suits and normal clothes were, this wouldn't be too much of a hssle to do. As long as he did it quickly.

He wanted to laugh to himself maniacally as he shot web in Peter's boxers and pants. He wouldn't be able to take them off for hours, and well, he'd have to go to the bathroom at some point, right?

Once he was done he put everything back the way it was and flew into the ceiling to wait.

Luckily he didn't have to wait long for the Spider to come crawling back to his home away from home. He took off his mask and threw it to the side before pressing the spider on his chest and letting his suit fall off of his shoulders. Danny looked away as he changed into the webbed underwear and pants, trying to hold in his laughter at Peter's face when he realized what Danny had done.

"Seriously, dude?" He called to his seemingly empty room. "I've had like five sodas today, man!"

Danny was laughing so hard he fell out of the ceiling, unable to contain his amusement.

Oh, Peter thought, It's on.

If Danny was going to mess with his clothes, he had no choice but to mess with Danny's.

He entered Danny's room through the window, carefully looking around to make sure there weren't any traps lying around. He even went so far as to have Karen scan the drawers he was about to open. There was nothing there.

He smiled to himself as he opened the drawer slowly, as to avoid noise and the off chance that something ghostly would be lurking there. Although, why Danny would have a ghost in his underwear drawer evaded his understanding.

He quickly took all of the underwear out and replaced them with thongs from his backpack before dousing them with itching powder. And just in case he decided he wasn't going to wear the thongs, he covered his pants in the powder as well. And then, to give him a taste of his own medicine, he put webbing laced with ectoplasm in them, so that when he wanted to get out of them, he wouldn't be able to.

Before he made his getaway he placed a small spider drone in the corner where he wouldn't be able to see it, and then quickly left.

It was very late at night when Danny shuffled into his room, and Peter almost felt bad that he was doing this to Danny right after he got off patrol. But then he remembered what he had done to Peter last year, and stopped feeling bad. Ned still hadn't forgiven him.

He grinned as Danny pulled open the drawer, to tired to even notice that his normal underwear was missing. He tiredly slipped on the thong, and then a pair of pajama pants. Within seconds he started squirming, scratching, and tossing and turning and unable to be comfortable due to the continuous itching in his underwear.

Peter watched on his suit, giggling uncontrollably as Danny did everything in his power to get the garments off but to no avail. He sat like that for almost an hour before finally turning it off and going to bed. It didn't take him long to get into his own pajamas and climb under the covers.

For some reason, whenever they had a prank war, he always forgot to look first. He should really probably work on that.

He doesn't know what he just laid down in, but he knew he couldn't move. Even with his spider strength. Above him on the underside of the top bunk, there was a picture of Danny with an evil grin with I won written across it in big green letters.

"Damn it," Peter mumbled, laying his head down. He then tried turning it, but couldn't because apparently the stuff was in his pillow as well. He stopped struggling after a few tries and sighed angrily.

"Damn it!"