Training Day: *Non-compliant to BTSE*

A/N: This one is for you AlphaGodzilla19! It was a tall order, but I hope I delivered! Enjoy!

Curly hair bounced and fell limp as its owner flipped upside down on the training mats that were stacked up in storage, waiting to be used later.

"Hmmph." Lainey grumbled as she threw her legs over her head and flipped over onto her hands, walking around the training room.

It was way different from walking on her hands. She felt like she was going to fall at any given minute and all the blood in her body was rushing to her head, making it difficult to balance.

"Having fun there?" Peter snuck up on her, wearing his Spiderman suit.

"Are you kidding me?!" Lainey screeched at him, her hand slipping on her hair, sending her tumbling onto the floor beneath her with a loud thud.

It didn't help that she fell flat on her face with Peter laughing hysterically at her.

What a jerk.

"Do you need help?" He managed to calm himself enough to ask her.

"No. I don't need, nor do I want your help." She huffed and pushed herself up onto her feet, glaring at the boy she used to call her friend.

"Oh come on." Peter smiled sweetly, poking her side. "It was funny."

"It wasn't funny." Lainey tried to squirm away, while also failing to hide her smile. "You made me fall and then laughed at me. That's bullying and I'm telling on you."

Peter just shook his head and ruffled her hair. She was so dramatic.

"What're you doing here anyway?"

"What? I can't come and hang out with with my favorite Small Fry?"

"Peter."

"I'm kidding!" The arachnid threw his hands up in surrender. "Natasha called me here to train. She says I need to get better at combat instead of relying on my webs most of the time."

"Well I'm glad I'm not you." It was Lainey's turn to laugh. "She's going to kill you."

"Thanks for the vote of confidence Alayna."

"You're welcome!"

"Shouldn't you be doing something?" Peter rolled his eyes.

"Nope." Hazel eyes met light brown, challenging them to look away. "Who else are you training with?"

"I think Wanda is coming to watch and give me some tips, but that's about it."

"I want to stay and watch!"

"No! You'll only make fun of me."

"No I won't!"

"Yes you will!"

"No I won't! No I won't! No I—"

"What is it now?" Natasha's tired voice ended the children's petty little argument.

It seemed like every time they hung out, they needed a referee present at all times.

"Arguing again?" Wanda smirked as she and Natasha entered the room. "What did you say Lainey?"

"I didn't say anything! Why do you always blame me?" The twelve year old pouted, crossing her arms.

Well sure, she always did something to provoke Peter or anyone else that would let her, but that didn't mean that Wanda could call her out on it.

She was supposed to be on her side!

"You're always doing something that gets you into trouble." Wanda tapped the girl's lower lip and mock pouted with her. "Poor you."

"Lainey wants to watch me train, but all she's going to do is laugh at me." Peter whined very childishly. "Tell her she can't."

"Tell him I can!" Lainey taunted.

There was something about getting on Peter's nerves that exhilarated her. She practically lived to see his left eye twitch in annoyance while his eyebrows furrowed so low, it made his forehead look a thousand times longer.

It was great.

She loved dragging people down to her level.

"Can't!"

"Can!"

"Can't!"

"If the both of you don't shut your mouths and leave each other alone, you will go stand on opposite sides of the room and you won't be training at all." Natasha threatened, clearly tired of having to deal with this everyday. "And you will lose your ice cream privileges for so long, you'll forget what it tastes like." She addressed Lainey.

She knew how to get her where it hurt.

"But—"

"—All I want to hear right now, is silence." Natasha glared at Lainey, making the girl grumble and stomp back over to the mats, irritated that Natasha had ruined her fun and threatened her as if she was some baby.

"You'll be sorry for this Natasha Romanoff!" She spat, channeling her inner Amy March.

But the redhead didn't even give her the satisfaction of paying her any mind.

She just turned back to Peter and asked him if he was ready to train, to which he responded with an enthusiastic confirmation.

As the two got into their fighting stances, Wanda made her way over to Lainey, who was too busy pouting to even acknowledge her presence, and sat down next to her. "Want to know a secret?" The kid could be a real brat sometimes, but she wasn't the type of person you wanted to see upset.

"About what?" Lainey asked roughly.

"This training exercise."

"What about it?"

"Nat's not the only one training him today."

That got a reaction out of the twelve year old, who's head shot up so quickly that Wanda swore she heard the bones crack from the force. A mischievous grin broke out of the girl's face and she looked excited at the opportunity to have "need-to-know" information.

She almost looked like the Grinch with the smile that had graced her lips. It was scary.

"If I tell you, you have to keep quiet about the whole thing. Don't even let on that you know something."

"Of course Wanda."

Let the games begin.

"Block!" Natasha glared harshly at Peter, knocking his feet out from under him for the millionth time that hour. "What would you do if you were out in the city and someone came at you like that? Run?"

Peter groaned and opened his eyes (they had closed involuntarily once he went plummeting to the ground) and sent her a scathing look that had absolutely no effect on her.

In fact, she retaliated by sending him one of her own signature looks, hiding her smirk when he fixed his face in fear.

"Get up and try again." She helped him stand. "Now try and hit me."

"Ms. Romanoff, I can't hit you." Peter spoke sheepishly.

Hitting her would be like hitting his Aunt May.

And he would never hit Aunt May.

"It's Natasha to you and you can definitely hit me."

"No I can't." He stressed. "Can we please do something else?"

"Fine." Natasha crossed her arms over chest. "If you can't hit me, then maybe you'll be able to hit them."

Peter's eyebrows shot up to his hairline.

Was she okay? There were only four people in the room. Who was the "them" she was referring to?

The young arachnid didn't really have time to question her comment before something whizzed by his ear.

It sounded like…...a bug?

The thought didn't even have time to register because as soon as the buzzing stopped, a heavy weight dropped on his shoulders, forcing him to stumble forward to avoid face planting.

"Relax." The voice was gentle and soothing.

It almost made him want to listen.

"Natasha?" He shot her a nervous glance as his eyes tried to flutter shut. "What's this?"

"You don't want to properly train with me, so I called in a few favors."

Natasha didn't look the least bit concerned for his well-being. It was like she didn't even care.

But he knew better. If Natasha was allowing this to happen, then he had to be safe.

Right?

As Peter's thoughts ran away with him, that buzzing came right back and distracted him from fighting the soothing voice coming from the top of his shoulder. His legs began to feel like jelly and his eyes began rolling to the back of his head in defeat.

But he would not give in.

Not today.

He used the last bit of willpower in his body and flicked his wrist, shooting a web up onto the ceiling and propelling himself upward, knocking the strange person off of him.

"Who are they?" Lainey asked, enjoying from the sidelines.

"The one on his shoulder is Mantis and the one buzzing by his ear is Hope."

"Hope?"

"Yeah, she's the Wasp." Wanda smiled, watching the show.

Hope had anticipated Peter's movement and flew as fast as she could, slicing his webbing, causing him to plummet towards the mats below.

As annoyed as Lainey was with him, she didn't want to see him get hurt, so she reached her hands out, surrounding him with her purple wisps, and did her best to lower him gently to the ground.

"That was good Lainey." Wanda praised. "You're getting better."

"Can I help him? I wanna do something too."

She was eager to get out there and fight.

Sometimes Natasha gave her a few lessons in self-defense, but she didn't really want her to throw herself into a fight.

She didn't want her to turn out the way she did.

"No." Natasha shook her head. She couldn't have Lainey turning into a child soldier. She had gone through enough as it is, and she wasn't about to add to the load. "Stay here." She sat down next to the two and pulled Lainey onto her lap.

"I can do it!" Lainey wiggled like a worm to get away, to no avail.

"No, sit here and watch. If you can stop wiggling, then maybe I'll show you a few things."

"Yay." Lainey grinned and relaxed, knowing that she had just gotten exactly what she wanted without even trying hard to get it.

Natasha was soft.

"Peter, watch your six!" The redhead yelled out to him as a blue woman came out of the shadows and flipped him over.

"Who's that?" Lainey asked, pointing at the woman.

"That's Nebula and the woman next to her is Gamora." Natasha explained, pushing Lainey's arm down. "Stop pointing, it's rude."

Lainey sighed and slumped over.

Sometimes Natasha could be such a mother!

Don't slouch, it's not good for your back. Don't point it's rude. Stop whining, I can't hear you when you do. Stop bothering Peter, he's tired.

She wouldn't even let her train!

Just because she was twelve didn't mean she couldn't do anything. She had gotten into plenty of fights back before she met Natasha and she had always won.

It's a good thing Wanda still hadn't told her about all the hand-to-hand combat training they had been doing in secret.

She was very grateful.

"How else am I supposed to ask you who they are?" Lainey asked in a "duh" tone, after much deliberation.

"That's for you to figure out, not me. You're the one that wants to know, smart-aleck." Natasha smirked.

"I'm not a smart-aleck." Lainey tried to hide her grin, because she wanted to be annoyed with her mother. "It isn't nice to call people names you know."

The two redheads shared a look and smirked, the kid was too cute and way too easy to annoy.

A loud crash startled Lainey and purple mist surrounded her hands, ready for confrontation. She wasn't the only one ready for a real fight.

Nebula and Gamora crouched down next to each other and looked around, waiting for the source of the sound to show itself. Hope, having changed into her normal size, shrunk back down and kept her eyes focused. Peter easily hopped up on the ceiling, knowing he could see everything better from above.

He wasn't concerned, but the hairs on his arms and neck were practically standing on their own.

"Carol!" Natasha ran a hand over her face. "I told you not to freak the kid out!"

"It wasn't my idea! It was Shuri's!" A woman with blonde hair and a suit similar to Steve's uncurled herself from behind some mats with another person, Shuri, Lainey guessed, who had some weird looking weapon that used energy as its ammo.

"What part of 'Sneak Attack', was unclear to you?"

"I like to make an entrance." Shuri grinned.

While they were all distracted, Peter, Wanda, and Lainey shared a look and got to work.

Wanda's red mist forced Nebula and Gamora to fight each other as quietly as possible, successfully freaking the two out.

It was only a matter of time before they knocked each other out.

Peter decided that he would web Mantis up, to keep her from playing her mind games with him again, so he wrapped his webs around her like a cocoon and hung her from the ceiling.

He even went as far as webbing up her mouth, so she couldn't distract anyone else.

"How is the kid supposed to learn what to do in an emergency situation, if you can't follow simple instructions?" Carol rolled her eyes.

She couldn't work like this.

Lainey poked Natasha's cheek to see if she was really focused on the conversation at hand. So when the Russian, pushed her hand away distractedly, she grinned evilly and went to work.

Her purple mist caused Hope to grow back to her natural size, but she was unable to do anything.

Her feet felt like they were glued to the ground. "Guys? I hate to break up your little family squabble but we need—"

Hope gasped as her mouth stopped moving right in the middle of her sentence, catching the attention of Shuri.

But before she could say anything, Wanda used her free hand and kept her mouth closed, enabling Peter to web her up quietly before moving on to Hope, Nebula, and Gamora.

Now there were only two more.

Peter, you get Carol. Lainey and I will get Nat. Wanda communicated through their thoughts.

"Look!" Lainey pointed at everyone that was webbed up in the room.

"What the heck?" Carol's eyebrows scrunched together.

Had they really been that invested in their conversation that they hadn't been paying attention to all this?

"Shuri, what hap— Nevermind." Carol noticed the teenager's mouth was practically glued shut by Peter's webbing so that she couldn't say anything.

"Now!" Wanda shouted suddenly.

Lainey whirled around and tackled Natasha, making them both crash onto the floor.

Natasha was definitely stunned by the attack. She had never thought that Lainey of all people would turn on her like this.

But as shocked as she was, she wasn't going to let her win.

"You want to fight? Fine!" The redhead rolled over and pinned Lainey's hands over her head and wiggled her fingers above the girl's underarms.

"No! No! No!" Lainey screamed and tried to kick herself free, but Natasha noticed and pinned her legs, rendering her immobile. "I don't want to fight!"

"Too late." Natasha dug her fingers in the child's underarms, making her scream with unbridled laughter. "Tell me, how are you going to get yourself out?"

"Let me gooooo!"

"I just asked you something. Can you answer me?" Natasha grinned.

"Nooo!"

"Here." The Russian let her arms go. "I'll give you a fighting chance."

Lainey squealed and called out for Wanda and Peter to help her, but the two just stood over them with sneaky smiles on their faces.

"Help me!" Lainey pleaded with them, feeling her resolve breaking.

"I don't know Peter, should we help her?" Wanda asked playfully.

So they betrayed her.

Cute.

"Nope." Peter popped the 'p'. "She's been annoying me all day. Natasha, you should try her feet. Look."

Lainey jerked and screamed when she felt Peter taking her shoes and her socks off, doing everything she could to get away, but with two people holding her down, she didn't stand a chance.

"Wanda help me!"

"I think I'll just watch." The older teen smirked and pulled out her phone to record everything. "The team is going to want to see this."

"You're mean!" Lainey whined, trying her best to catch her breath. "I helped you! I didn't have to!"

"Alright. Alright. Fine." Peter stopped his attack and stood up. "Think she's had enough?"

Natasha stopped and stared at her daughter, letting her breathe before she asked, "I don't know, have you?"

"Y….yes…..st…..stop!"

They had been tickling her for so long that even though they had stopped, Lainey felt as though she was still being tickled.

It was so refreshing to hear her laugh.

"Okay." She relented, releasing the child from her hold and standing up. "Come on, get up."

Lainey was still giggling uncontrollably on the ground and couldn't get up even if she tried.

So Natasha, who decided to be nice, lifted her up and set her on her hip, rubbing her back to try to help her calm down.

The twelve year old was laughing so hard it sounded like she was crying.

And technically, she was. Her face was beet red and there were a flood of tears rolling down her face that she had lost control of several minutes ago.

Her cheeks were in pain from smiling so hard, but she was so happy, she didn't care.

"Does anyone else feel like getting ice cream? Or is it just me?" Wanda winked at her pseudo-sister.

"Theres this really cool new ice cream place a few blocks away." Peter caught on, looking at Natasha with wide, puppy dog eyes.

"Enough with the eyes." The woman rolled her own. "I see where Lainey gets it from now."

"Can we go?"

"Go put your coats on." She set Lainey down and ushered them all out, waiting until they were out of earshot before looking at everyone who was webbed up.

"MMMMM!" Carol writhed on the ground, trying to set herself free.

Everyone else had given up and accept their fate, but she refused.

"Are you trying to say something to me?" Natasha asked mocking her.

"MMMM!"

"You want me to free you?" Carol nodded as best as she could. "You all failed your mission. You don't get ice cream."

If Carol could drop kick her right now, she would.

She was soooo going to get her back.

"The webs should dissolve in two hours, maybe you all should take a nap until then, hmm?"

Oh yeah.

She was so getting her back for this.

A/N: And that's all for this shenanigan-filled chapter! I enjoy receiving your requests, they keep my writer's block away! XOXOXO.