Before I begin this short chapter, I wish to apologize for the weeks you loyal readers have waited. A housemate of mine used up all of our limited Wi-fi to download 59 movies, and a strong bout of writer's block hit me hard in regards to this story, on top of a bit of family drama.

I hope this chapter makes up for the wait, and hopefully this shall not happen again, now that housemate's contract is nearly up.

In regard to this massive delay, myself and justimtaylor48 are now opening up to the possiblty of another co-writer, who would receive full credit for all they write. If you're interested, PM justimtaylor48 or myself. We are open to plot suggestions to be added in the layout we have in mind and look forward to hearing from you.

With all that said, I hope you enjoy the next chapter and welcome your reviews.

Meet the Scotts

Peter awoke just as the plane began its descent, allowing him to get a view of Angel Grove. He instantly felt his dinner coming up at the height he was at, and reached for a barf bag.

A little known fact about Peter was that, while he could web-swing no problem, he had an innate fear of airplanes. Ever since he was a little boy, the idea of being on them for longer than an hour or so filled the young Parker with fright and the reminder of how his parents had died.

After emptying his stomach and cleaning off his mouth, Peter took another attempt to look at where he'd be staying for the next while. The aiport they were about to touchdown in was small, and he saw what looked like a construction sit in the middle of a forest some distance away from the town.

Without a doubt the source of the energy Tony had sent him to investigate. He mused.

He could make out a few neighborhoods and downtown, and felt another sense of both unease and ease to fill his being; he was a city boy, and from Queens no less. This place was nowhere as big or as hustle and bustle, which made the young superhero wonder what there was to do around here, as well give him in being able to actually sleep peacefully and work on his still undecided project for the science fair.

Oh well, this would be a learning experience all the same.

"And here we are, Angel Grove." James Rhodes announced from the pilot seat. "Take care of yourself kid, your exchange family is waiting for you by carousel 14. We managed to sneak your stuff onto a flight that came from Queens. Rather not have to explain why you came in on a private plane, right?"

That actually did make a lot of sense.

"Thanks for the flight, Mr. Rhodes." Peter said as he shook the feeling back into his legs and grabbed his backpack. "I'll rport in tomorrow night."

Just before he could leave, the pilot came out to shake Peter's hand and grasp his shoulder firmly.

"I mean it, Webs. Be careful." He almost begged. "After everything that went down with the accords and all the weird stuff we've been getting from here….I know we aren't as close as you and Tony, but…just watch yourself. This looks routine, but even the most routine can go horribly wrong."

He then slipped something into Peter's free hand.

"I'm just a call away. If you need to get out and Tony's not responding, call this number and you'll be on the first plane back to Queens. I know this sounds like a lot of worrying, but…"

Peter, grateful at the request, saluted the pilot.

"I know. Thanks, Mr. Rhodes."

The former operative of War Machine gave a knowing smile as the boy his best friend had taken such an interest in got off the plane. He then started up the plane and began the long flight back home.

"That kid'll be fine."

SPR

Sam Scott was an older yet well-built man, with a small moustache and brown hair. Jason was clearly his son and gave Peter the vibes of 'big man on campus' the second their eyes met,

He inwardly remembered his elementary and junior high school bullies, but shoved them aside for now; if he was going to be living with these two for the next while, he wanted to make a good impression and would approach it with an open mind.

"Welcome to Angel Grove, Peter." Sam smiled at the young man he'd be housing for the next week or so,noting his surprisingly firm handshake. "Hope the flight wasn't too bad?"

"I slept through most of it." Peter admitted, wanting to not make a comment on his parents' deaths on a plan and his subsequent….dislike for them, clear. He wanted to make a good impression, after all.

"Still a little tired though, I get." Sam mused knowingly, getting a nod from Peter as he grabbed his suitcase and then motioned Sam to lead them back to his car….which looked a little banged up.

Jason did not say a word the whole time they were in the airport or on the road, and Peter could sense a huge feeling of edginess between the Scott men. However, he paid it no mind on the drive to their house, instead focusing on the sites of the city, making a mental list of places to check out and trying to plan a way to where he was supposed to investigate.

A few places, like Denny's, grabbed his attention. It seemed like a restaurant of some kind…and pretty popular too. He also saw the school and began to think up how he was going to interact with students of all types, not just the 'Brainiac's' that his school had been in a large supply of.

This was going to take some taking used to, he mused.

Once they got to the house, Peter was shown where he'd be staying; a surprisingly very comfortable pull-out sofa couch. Sam 'suggested' Jason help their guest unpack while he ordered pizza. Jason did so, the sat on the free chair.

"No offense….but you don't look as geeky as I thought you would." He finally said.

{eter gave a chuckle

"I get that a lot, surprisingly."

Thank you spider bite, he mused…before then finally noticing that one of Jason's legs seemed to buldging under his jeans; bandages.

"So….What happened to your knee?" Peter asked.

The Angel Grove native's form grew rigid and his air grew colder, but he maintained his composure and answered:

"Just a dumb prank. I don't want to talk about it.'

"Ok."

This seemed to take Jason for a spin, as he stopped midway and gave Peter an unreadable stare.

"You're really not going to ask?" He asked.

"Yeah." Peter said, confused by Jason's question. "I mean, we all got stuff we don't want anyone else to know about. Sides, you seem to be working at making up fro what you did. I know that feeling better than you probably think I might."

Jason would've made quip about Peter getting a lower grade was nothing compared to his screw-up, but he took a look at the boy's face and saw genuine pain and sadness that he knew could not eb related to a bad mark.

This made the younger Scott think….what the heck had Peter gone through? What was he trying to make up for?

"….Thanks." Jason said. "So…you're gping to be in AP classes and the science fair…what you think you're going to do?"

Peter shrugged

"Honestly, I have no idea just yet."

Now Jason was siling joingly

"Really, tought you'd have a billion ideas."

"Ideas yes." Peter smield. "Actually doable ones that haven't been done to death? No dice."

As his dad called the two boys for pizza dinner, Jason had the feeling that he and Peter were going to get along just fine.

SPR

"Hi there, Peter here again." The youngest Avenger smiled into the webcam. "Just landed in Angel Grove and settling in. Nothing too big to report…first day at Angel Grove high tomorrow. Ned, May, anyone else watching? Please wish me luck."

He then shut off his computer, gave his teeth a quick brush, and went to sleep with great ease, drained from the travel.

He still wasn't aware of a certain costume in the bottom of his suitcase, which was now propped directly underneath the pullout sofa bed.

SPR

"Here goes nothing…." Peter mused with a sigh as he and Jason parted ways, the sense of unease at starting at a school filling him.

….

…

This was actually kind of ridiculous, he realized.

'Come on, Pete! Yu fought with and against the top superheroes in the world, fought Toomes' gang and held a bridge together! A bridge! This is not going to be anything to sneeze at.'

And with all his confidence, Peter Parker strolled into the school, ready to take on anything and knowing he could handle anything it threw at him.

How wrong he was.

Next: The Teens with Attitude and a new power?

Read and review, would ye kindly? Next chapter we get into what you're all here for; the Power Rangers movie! Get ready for teen angst, bully fights and amazing superpowers!

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To clear up any confusion, Trini will be bi in this fic.

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