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CHAPTER COMPLETED: 7/23/18
CHAPTER START
Peter Parker, Stark Tower
The previous day's activities that dragged on into the early morning were another in a long line of extremely tiring super hero brawls and conspiracies. Peter did not want to get up so soon after getting some sleep, but giggling and other noises woke him up.
"Really, the old shaving cream and feather prank." – Peter groans out while yawning. MJ and Teresa were simply looking at him with sheepish smiles. Peter hadn't fallen for the trick like they believed he would.
"I thought you said this would work." -Teresa asks MJ through her teeth.
"It's worked before." – MJ responds, also through her teeth and smile.
"You guys are mean can't you see I'm in a vulnerable position." -Peter responds while falling off the couch. He had been sleeping sloppily on the edge of the couch, with his back dangling off the side. The girls hoped that when the feather forced a reaction from Peter, he would slap himself with the shaving cream they placed in his right hand and knock himself off the couch at the same time.
"Where'd you guys even find shaving cream and a feather? The shaving cream isn't Tony's right?" – Peter
"We got the shaving cream from a nearby store. Don't worry it doesn't have an AI in it." – MJ
"The feather we got straight from the source though." – Teresa
"Uh…gross they pass on disease you know." – Peter says as he steps away from Teresa just a little bit.
Out of nowhere Peter feels something on his left cheek and off instinct swats it with his left hand. But he forgot to remove shaving cream and ended up creaming himself (Huh, dirty joke).
"Spidey sense didn't help you out with this one Tiger." – A smiling MJ triumphantly at their success.
"I can't believe you fell for that simple misdirection, Peter. I'm a trained spy you know." -Teresa says while trying to keep her laughter under control.
"I'm more worried about the poop infested feathers than some shaving cream." – Peter
"It was just part of the plan Peter, they are fake feathers." – Teresa
"Get cleaned up Tiger, you can join us for brunch." - MJ
'Why do I always get the short end of the stick.'
After going to the restroom to freshen up, Peter went out and Friday guided him to where the ladies were eating. When he arrived, MJ and Teresa were sitting around the table with Amanda.
"Morning everyone." – Peter
"Hello Peter, nice of you to join us for brunch." – Amanda greets Peter.
The table where they were sitting at was set up with a wide assortment of brunch foods. Different kinds of egg dishes, sausage, bacon, French toast, even hash browns.
'Nice there are also bagels.'
He also noticed the ladies each had Mimosa's as well.
"A little early to be drinking huh?" – Peter
"Well the man is off our backs so this is a celebratory drink. Dum-E can fix up any drink you may want." – Amanda says gesturing with her head to the roving robotic arm.
"Dum-E? That sure is a mean name."
"Don't ask about his name. Dum-E isn't what his name says he is, he's a big help. Tony means it sarcastically…. most of the time. But come on you can't have a meal without something to drink." – MJ
"I'll have a coffee Dums, alcohol isn't really my thing."
After filling their plates with food and slowly enjoying their food Peter's luck decides to annoy him further.
"So MJ any funny stories about Peter?" – Teresa
Peter simply gives Teresa a look of 'You have got to be kidding me.' Why did this have to happen to him now.
"Entire books can be written about Pete getting punked. A few times I was able to tie his shoes and have him stumble over everything. Even Harry has a few stories of when he's caught Peter with his pants down…not literally though."
"Hey Dums, be prepared to get me a drink. I think I'll need one before brunch is over."
The rest of the brunch was filled with MJ telling embarrassing moments from Peter's past. Only faithful Dums could understand his pain and gladly made a Bloody Mary, a light one, for Peter near the end.
'Why do I feel like I'm drinking my own blood.'
Peter probably was drinking his own blood, and it was being wringed out of him by a familiar Mary.
Flashforward One week.
"For being a slob, you are a pretty good apartment shopper." – Teresa.
"I've lived in a bunch of different places, I know what's good." – Peter
Teresa and Peter were walking into Peter's newly leased apartment. It was a step up from some of the basic one's he's lived in in the past. It even had a sunroof, which Teresa said would help him spot assassin's or stalkers easily. But it also had the natural effect of making the apartment look more modern. Along with the large floorspace it meant he had more space than one normal New Yorker was used to. A true place to call his own without any roommates or being in a multi-billion dollar skyscraper.
'Need to find hiding spots around this place for some of my gear.'
"You're not too good at décor from what MJ has told me so you should let me help you out." – Teresa
"And a spy is going to give good advice on home decorations?" -Peter
"How do you think we achieve absolute surveillance? We need to get in close and a home decorator gets let into homes easily and can snoop." – Teresa
"If we can get some money you can spruce thing's up a bit, just nothing over the top." – Peter
"Well get the money fast, word's spread that you have your own place now. Anna Maria was messaging a bunch of people to crash your apartment." – Teresa
"No way." – Peter
"I was one of them." – Teresa
Teresa shows Peter the long chain of messages sent by a bunch of Peter's friends. Even Johnny somehow ended up in the chat along with some guy name xXCrimsonCanuckXx, but he was kicked out pretty quickly.
'Wait what the fuck. How did he end up in that chat? He doesn't even know I'm Spider-Man.'
The Venerable Deadpool somehow always finds a way to get Peter's mind somehow but showing up in his friends chat for his surprise party is up there for weird occurrences involving him.
'I need to talk to Kamala about some of the things Wade says. This "Gaifu" he says to me all the time is a little concerning.'
The party that would eventually happen at Peter's apartment was another wrench thrown into his life. He was hoping they didn't throw it the day before the big announcement he, Johnny, and Stark were working out the past week. It had an upside, though, one he needed to take advantage of.
'At least I can have an excuse not to go on patrol, damn teenagers are starting to be a handful.'
CHAPTER END
A/N:
This chapter is one of the quickfire ones I was talking about. Short but not too quick ;p. I had a plan for a third section in this chapter, but I cut it out to instead create the party scenario. I'll have to get creative and do more background research so the party is as "believable" as the last one. Once the next quickfire chapter with the party is finished I might do another involving Deadpool since I've been throwing little hints at him in the story. Or just teasing him like a jerk.
Leave any comments or criticisms you may have. Maybe if you leave a comment about me not fixing errors in previous chapters I'll actually remember to fix them. #Procrastination