A/N: Buzzer beater here! HA! Posting it before the clock hits 12 and boom 2016 mutherfraker! Happy holidays! I suggest you read my story at Archive Of Our Own of Ao3 because I post drawings there and you guys can't see it here. :( My user name's Flowers_n_Bacons if you want to suscribe! :)
Disclaimer: I do not own any media types of Spider-Man especially Ultimate Spider-Man. They belong to MARVEL (and Disney).

"NO."

"But-!"

"NUH UH."

"Aw come o-!"

"SHUT UP." There I was, scolding Deadpool like a super nanny for heroes and villains. What a job. Should I abandon my dream job at the Daily Bugle for this? Not that I really want it but because I also just want the Daily Bugle to have decent and cool pictures of me too.

What Deadpool did was unbelievable! He tried to kidnap all the X-men to take them to an island full of cyborg mercenaries! He wants the X-men to participate in some kind of hunger games. He might be paid to do shit but just what the ever loving fuck is he thinking?

"I told you, you can come too if you want!" he protested.

"Does it looked like I want to?! I came here to stop you!" It took a while for us to finish this argument. I sort of forgot that everyone in the mansion was watching us. I can see Storm in the corner of my eye, covering one of the kid's ears because of the extreme use of curse words from our mouths.

Once we got everything cleared up, Deadpool left with his plane which is actually a Stark plane. He just spray painted the 'Stark' with 'Deadpool'. I knew he stole this one because dad ranted about this before but I'll let it pass anyway.

Before he took off, he looked at me. He's probably asking if I want to hitch a ride. I simply shook my head. He made his way in his plane really slowly that I had to shoo him away with my hand until he finally got in but he tried to get out again.

"I said no, damn it!"

(spacespacespace)

After all that shenanigans, once the staff and teachers made sure the students were unhurt, they proceed to put them to bed. Kitty and I went to Professor Xavier's office.

"I'd like to thank you Spider-Man." He smiled, entwining his fingers together. "Or should I say, Penelope. That was a very amazing thing you did back there."

"Oh, no. I just talked to him. I didn't do much." I took off my mask and relaxed a bit. I touched the black spider symbol on my chest to switch my suit's auto chest binder off. It's a S.H.I.E.L.D. upgrade thing.

"Exactly. You just talked to him and he went away without a fight."

"Told you guys she was the right choice." said Kitty.

I turned to her, confused. "Right choice?"

"Yeah. They plan to call the Avengers and Nick Fury for help but I said you'd do just fine."

"I am truly amazed by this. How could we ever repay you?" the professor asked.

"There's no need really." I shyly refused, but he raised his brow knowing I'm holding back. "Okaaaaaaaay, maybe I do want something."

"Permission granted." He nods.

"WHAT?!" I exclaimed. He just agreed just like that? I turned to Kitty again with a huge grin on my face. I let out a squeal and jumped up and down, holding her hands.

"What? What?" Kitty asked, jumping up and down with me even though she had no idea.

"Sleepover!" We squealed together and got swallowed by the ground. Literally. Then we came back up. I let go of her hand because I thought I was having a quick trip to hell, though I know it was just Kitty's powers. She quickly apologized to me. I was like: "Give me a minute to feel mother nature."

Then after sleeping at the mansion for the weekend I went to school Monday morning.

(spacespacespace)

Okay, quick status update from Midtown High. Of course you know me as the spectacular web-ball of incredible-ness known as Spider-Man. However, in Midtown, I'm seen as the heiress of the company of their phones and gadgets. Sounds weird, but legitimately true.

So anyway, let's explore the school shall we? See those guys with the skateboards? I like to call this table, the Silver Surfers. Cool, but distant.

On that table, the Hulks. I mean, ahem. The Hunks but they smash stuff so definitely the Hulks.

Luckily, there is one happy place where I don't have to deal with any action. "Heya guys!" I sat on our table, placing my tray beside Gwen.

"I heard you got a free entrance to sleep at mutant high. How was it?" Harry asked, not really eating his food. More like playing with it.

"Great. We did a lot of not so normal stuff and rode a bicycle through the halls."

"Did you guys break anything?" Gwen asked, struggling to open her bag of chips.

"Nope." I took it from her and opened it in one go. "We just past from wall to wall. Too bad Storm and Hank caught us."

"You guys must have been toasted." Harry grinned.

"We were." Harry and I do a lot of shit like that since like forever. Though he'd only do it with me. His dad is not exactly a fan of mess and trouble.

"So…" MJ turned to me. "Did you guys finished the song?"

"Nope." I told her honestly, but before she could say another thing I raised a USB just a few inches from her nose. "But I got this."

MJ slowly took the USB without breaking her gaze at mine. She took her sticker-covered laptop from her bag and turned it on. I looked away when she inserted the USB. Gwen leans more to MJ and Harry stood up and went behind his girlfriend. They would all be surprised.

They began watching a video of me and Kitty fooling around the mansion while lip-syncing a Taylor Swift song.

"What the hell?" MJ reacted.

"Lovely, isn't it? We didn't finish the song but we made a video." I beamed at her.

"Of total worthlessness." She added but I can see her lips curving into a smile. Harry was laughing along with Gwen. I can't look at the screen. It's me being shameless but isn't it also very shameless of me to show it to my friends in a place full of people who know me?

"What's that?" SAM! Looking at my video? With my best friends? Who seems… totally okay that he's looking at my shame…?

"Penny fooling around with Kitty." MJ explained.

"Cool."

"Uh, Sam? What is that?" Gwen pointed at Sam's tray.

"Oh, this?" He raised his tray of mess. "Check it! I made an exact mash potato replica of Principal Davis"Oh, this?" He raised his tray of mess. "Check it! I made an exact mash potato replica of our principal!"

As you all know by now, Nick Fury of S.H.I.E.L.D. scouted me to be the ultimate amazing me. What I didn't know, he'd give me a super team. Power Man, White Tiger, Ironfist and ugh, Nova. Fury stuffed them in my school but I don't wanna mix my chocolate with my peanut butter. Get it? They're cool and all in their own special ways I guess but Spider-Man does Fury's super group out there. In here, it's my time.

Sam Alexander is also known as Nova, the human rocket aaand he's a potato sculptor. I know all my super team's identity. Not that Fury's being unfair. I just found out on my own.

Nova once saved me before and mentioned my name. When I asked how he knew my name, he said the exact same excuse I used to only one person. Sam. Ever since that day, I've been observing Sam and I noticed Luke Cage, Ava Ayala and Danny Rand are always hanging out with him. That's when I realized who they exactly are. Luke is Power Man, Ava's White Tiger and Danny's Iron Fist.

"Uh… Nice work, Sam." I said sarcastically.

Gwen elbowed me hard on the arm. "Ow."

"Thanks." He smiled proudly. He doesn't seem to be old enough to understand sarcasm. Poor kid.

(spacespacespace)

Living life as a globe-hopping, friendly neighborhood superhero isn't as glamorous as you'd expect it to be "Achooo!"

Especially when the flu hits. But, hey, you gotta roll with the mucus.

"Penny? You sound terrible." Pepper? She's back early. Waaaaay early. Pepper Potts is my dad's secretary and has been taking care of since I was a baby. She's like my second mother since my parents have hero business all along.

"I brought you a micro-biotic shake full of antioxidants." Pepper knocks again and tries to get in.

I quickly pulled the doorknob before she gets in my room. I'm wearing my Spider-Man suit! "Uh… Uh, germs! Pepper. You know how it is. If you get sick, who's gonna take care of me?" What a lame excuse, Stark.

"At least drink this."

"I want to rest first if you don't mind? I'll drink it later."

"Alright. Call me if you need anything, okay?"

"Okay." As soon as I can hear Pepper's footsteps fading. I took my mask on headed towards the window.

"I don't think that's a very good idea, Miss Penelope." J.A.R.V.I.S. commented.

"It is if I'm careful enough." Then I swing myself out to where my other team is. The Red Team. Spider-Man. Deadpool. Daredevil. It started as a joke, then it sort of happened.

(spacespacespace)

"How's it going?" They were already in position at an abandoned construction site. I jumped next to Deadpool who is standing beside Daredevil.

"Wow. You sound terrible. Like, really bad Spidey."

"Thanks, pal." I sniffed.

"HA! He called me pal!"

"You know, there's something going on over there." Daredevil points a fully cloaked figure from the distance.

We all stayed silent for a while as we squint our eyes, trying to figure out who. Until…

"Acchhoo! Ugh. Sorry. That was me. I think I'm fighting something." I groggily said.

"Gee, ya think? Just keep your distance. I might get some spider flu." Now it's Deadpool's turn to shoo me.

The cloaked figure's cape was touched by light. It was green and there goes the first villain I had in mind. "Whoa! Isn't that… It's Dr. Doom I presume? Heh, rhyme."

"What's Doctor Doom doing in Hell's Kitchen?" Daredevil asked.

"Hence the Doom part. Pretty sure he's not a real doctor who can cure me right now." Whoa! That's some spidey sense.

"Uh, oh. Could it be Doom's day? 'Cause those ain't fireworks." Deadpool pointed at the incoming shots firing towards us. We quickly evaded the attack.

It was Doctor Doom. He flew and landed on where we were before the attack. "Look upon me and tremble. For my face is the last thing you shall ever see."

"Okay, so you can shoot bolts, we're impressed! Bring it on, doctor Dodo." Deadpool quickly unleashed his swords and began attacking.

Let's see what we're up against. Uh, vision power gauntlets. Vibranium re-enforced armor. Lasers at the wazoo. Nuclear powered wazoo with that. Okay, I'll say it. We're doomed.

Daredevil and I went ahead to help Deadpool. Doctor Doom punched Daredevil hard in the gut and shot Deadpool in the head. Unfortunately, before I could even lay a finger on him. He grabbed my neck.

"Ah, Spider-man always in the way." He moved me using my neck to the edge of the building. I have nothing to step on to save myself from choking.

"Not for long." He let me go.

Shit. Come on web shooters! Are we sure spiders can't fly? Like, it's scientifically proven and everything? Doom then shot a bolt at me. Ah... That hurts like a bitch. I'm falling fast. My balance is off. H-Hard to tell… which way's up. B-Better grab on to something. Break my fall before… Thud! Ow…

Oh, my head… I-It's throbbing. My costumes ripped badly. The smell of burning spandex and my own blood filled my nostrils. I sat up slowly as I watch droplets of my blood falling on the ground.

"Bleeding?" Oh, great. Darth Doom Vader followed me down and he's gonna shoot me again. "Get used to it!"

G-Gotta get him off my back. Maybe if I bring something down on his back. Aha. I shot my web up and pulled at least I think, a hundred steel bars above us. Now I'm being buried with steel bars along with a villain.

"Spider-Man!"

Somebody's calling me but my head is throbbing really hard. I can feel the metals continuously falling on top of me. I can't breathe. Must pull… the chest binder off… Ugh. My vision is getting blurry and dark with every second. I think I'm about to past out.

A/N: You've reached the end of the story. Yaaaaaaay. I'll update every month so stay tune. Critics are welcome. If there is something wrong with a chapter or wrong spelling / grammar or any other stuff, feel free and please do inform me. HOWEVER, it would be nice if you could please tell me where exactly it is so that I can correct it quickly and accurately.