"Yeah...about that." I scratched my the back of my head nervously as I eyed the lie detecting forcefield. "Parker is my middle name."


~Earlier that Year~

This couldn't be happening, not now, not ever... I tightened my grip on the old beat up backpack that I had claimed a while back for school. "Any way. Are you in?" Tony Stark smirked at me, arms crossed across his chest.

"Uh, no? I have school?" I bit back a groan as I realized that sounded more like a question than a statement. Ugh, was I cursed to be a horrible liar for all of afterlife or something along those lines!?

"Come on, what kid doesn't want to go to Germany to fight alongside their hero!" Tony puffed up his chest, looking very smug at the moment.

I was half tempted to tell him to ask someone else, I mean yeah... I have followed both his career as Iron Man, and the CEO of Stark Industries, but not for the reasons that everyone presumes. Of course, that was my little secret that I do a very good job not thinking about. Even though it really hurt my parents when it happened... Shoving those particular thoughts out of my mind, I have a tendency of going transparent whenever I think about my real family, I concentrated on the here and now... and not falling through the billboard behind me. I only ever did that once... and I have no intentions of doing a repeat performance. "Who said you were my hero? Maybe I'm a Captain America fan." Okay, I don't particularly care for Steve Rogers, but come on! Tony cannot know that I am a fan of Dr. Banner and Black Widow! He will pout like nuts if I do that.

"Okay cool... I guess I could keep this new spider suit I made all to myself..." My eyes widened at that, shock slipping in. No one has made me a new suit in...wait. How would that even work? I literally had to figure out my entire wardrobe so as to blend in, without my clothes slipping off because, ya know, I'm dead.

"You made me a new spider suit?! I want to see!" Maybe I could possess it, like I did with Stane that one time to stop him from shooting Tony on the spot. How exactly did it take Tony has long as it did for him to realize that Stane was after the company, is really beyond me. Besides that, I'm getting tired of people calling my suit 'pajamas'.

"Only if you come with me to Germany!" Hmm, could I smack him in the back of the head? I mean, I am older than him technically.

"Fine. I've always wanted to go there." Tony only ever seemed to go there for Avengers stuff... and in the middle of the school. Yeah, if I want the world to continue believing I'm just a normal teenager, I couldn't follow him to Germany all those times. "BUT, you have to come up with a believable excuse on why I'm missing school..."

"Don't worry, I intend to have you back by Monday. You're not gonna miss too much school." Tony waved my concerns off. Hmm, maybe I should try possessing Tony one of these days... just to see what would happen.

I sighed heavily, briefly feeling my actual age of... actually I have no idea what my actual age is. Curse of dying young, the years really blur together. Hmm, then again, Tony was what?, five when I died? And he's old now... man, I actually don't want to know how long I've been a teenager, do I? "Just give me time to pack..." Not that I needed to... pretty sure if anyone figures out how I change outfits, they'll laugh.

Tony handed me a piece of paper, I shifted my concentration to holding it...to being solid enough to hold it. "Here's the information you need to get on the plane. Happy will be chaperoning you." With that said, he flew off, leaving me all alone once more.

I heaved another sigh, before quickly swinging away. Looks like I was going to Germany whether I liked it or not. Wait... why did the Avengers need my help in Germany in the first place!?


I ignored Tony has we drove along Queens. I was still fairly mad at him for waiting until we were at the airport in Germany before telling me that he needed me to still Captain America's shield. That was just... cruel. Really cruel. What exactly was he thinking with that!? He's lucky that I'm already dead since I'm pretty sure regardless if I had a healing factor, I would have died a couple of times back there. Happy finally pulled up to a familiar apartment building. "Thanks for the lift Mr. Stark." I somehow managed to mumble that out, before scrambling out of the car, grabbing Ben's old beat up duffle as I slipped out of the vehicle.

Closing the door behind me, I may or may not have bolted for the building. I am so not haunting Tony for the next three weeks for that so called mission. Besides, now I have questions on why Ross was being an idiot again. Hmm, been awhile since I possessed him so that Dr. Banner could be happy without that jerk ruining things. Maybe that's why he's being a jerk again... haven't possessed him in awhile. The elevator dinged, startling me out of my thoughts. I hadn't even realized that I had even entered the elevator, least of all told it to take me to the floor that May's apartment was located on. Shaking my thoughts out of my head, I walked over to the apartment that I've been calling home for the past...well, since one Tony Stark decided to move to New York. Pushing the door open, the fact it was unlocked told me all that I needed to know, I slipped inside, dropping the duffel down on the entrance table. "May! I'm back!"

"How did it go? Also will you ever explain to me why your so interested in haunting Mr. Stark of all people?" May appeared in the living room, drying her hands on a towel. Since May knew about me being dead, I simply told her that I found out that Tony was headed to Germany, and since I moved out here to haunt him, I was following him for the weekend, instead of the spew about an internship that he told me to use. Ned, MJ, and the rest of my current classmates were getting the intern excuse though. Less people who know I'm a ghost, the better.

"It went great. Spiderman stole Captain America's shield and this one guy was humongous! Also, I need an excuse to miss school so that I can go haunt Ross. Apparently he has arrest warrants for like, half the avengers. That's why Tony was going to Germany. Half his team was evading arrest. I almost possessed Falcon to see if I couldn't get everyone to stop and talk it out or something." I rushed the bit about why I was in Germany apparently, before commenting on my debate to possess Falcon the same way one would comment on the weather.

"Peter...really?" May gave me a look, but didn't comment on my decision to go haunt Ross. She knew that he was one of the few that I genuinely did not like. "You got back from the internship only to come down with the flu..." She tsked her tongue at me, a twinkle in her eye telling me everything that I needed to know.

She still had my back. Maybe one day, I'll tell her that I'm Spiderman...until then...having someone to cover me during my hauntings while helping me blend in with the living is rather nice.

A/N: I own Nothing! This is an idea I had bouncing in my head, and I can't wait to see how it turns out! Also, haven't seen any of the Avenger Movies so if they remind you either of their cartoon counterparts or OOC, sorry. Mainly going off of fanfics I read because I like reading Avenger fanfics despite not knowing anything. I really hope you all like this story!