I was wondering if you could write a Big Brother! Peter Parker & Little Sister! Teen! Reader where the reader is a year younger than Peter. She knows he is Spiderman, and she is always supporting Peter. Reader is very outgoing, easily excited, laughs at almost everything, and just very dorky? One day she is getting picked on by Flash and Peter gets into a fight with Flash, and at the end, Peter cheers the reader up by making funny faces and voices while as Spiderman? I hope that isn’t too specific.
Warnings: Peter punches someone… woops, a bit of cussing, nothing else i think
A/N: Sorry it took a bit longer than expected! (I have exams this week and they’re a bitch) I hope you enjoy! Also thanks so much for 2.5k!!
Being Spider-Mans sister must seem pretty great. But to be honest…
It’s the BEST thing ever! Like whenever I’m late, I’ll just text Peter and if he isn’t busy he’ll just swing by. The only downside is that I can’t tell anyone. I can’t tell anyone my brother is a bad-ass. Especially Flash. Ugh- He just annoys the shit out of me. He picks on Peter and I all the time and I have to bite my tongue to stop myself from basically telling him to shut his mouth cause he’s bullying a superhero.
“Hey- Y/N-” I looked up from my food tray at Ned.
“Huh?” I must have spaced out.
“You’ve been staring at your food for like- five minutes.” I giggled.
“Sorry- I guess I spaced out.” I picked my fork up and started to eat the mashed potatoes on my tray.
“What were you thinking about?” Peter asked. I shrugged and swallowed my food before I spoke.
“Just high school. And the fact I have three more years in this hell hole.” We all chuckled and Ned and Peter went back to their conversation
“But seriously Peter, I think you could kick Tony Starks ass.” Ned flung his hands in the air while talking.
“No- Mr. Stark knows everything about my suit. He could destroy me in a second, he’d probably go for my web shooters cause that’s a key function on my suit and I use it the most.”
“Yeah- but you could web him up in a second before he could shoot your… webbers,” I said, siding with Ned. They both laughed.
“Webbers?” Ned asked, then laughed again. I thought for a second and then laughed loudly. I seriously just said webbers? I let out a snort and then a voice roared behind me.
“Y/N!” I stopped laughing and turned in my seat. “Pipe it down- will ya? Your laugh is annoying.” Flash said from the table beside us. I looked back at my food with a pissed look planted on my face.
“Just ignore him, Y/N. Your laugh just probably interrupted the emptiness in his head.” Peter said, taking a bite out of his sandwich. We all looked at each other in silence and then broke out into laughter for the second time.
“Hey!” I stopped laughing once again and groaned, giving my attention to Flash. “You sound like a hyena. Stop it.” The girls at his table laughed and I rolled my eyes. When I looked back, Peter was pushing himself up from the table.
“Don’t pick on my sister, Flash. You’re just pissed she isn’t wrapped around your finger like any other girl here.” Peter said as he walked up to their table, right in front of Flash.
“I could care less. She’s a Parker. Anyone related to you has to be a loser.” Flash had stood up from his seat and began walking around the table to Peter. I stood up as well and walked towards them both.
“Shut up. Or you’ll regret it.” Peter snapped. My eyes widened. He wouldn’t hit Flash, would he? Flash walked up to him and looked at the girls.
“Like Penis Parker wou-” Before Flash could finish his sentence he looked back at Peter and was greeted by his fist.
“Peter!” I said, pushing him away from Flash, who was on the floor crying in pain.
“I’m sorry- I don’t know what came over me!” Peter hoarsely whispered. I looked around us at the lunch room. Everyone was silent and looking at us. A certain someone caught my eye though.
“Peter Parker!” The principal yelled from across the room. “Flash Thompson! My office. Now.”
I looked out over the city from the roof of my apartment building. I normally come up here to clear my mind but for some reason, my mind was still clouded with the thought of Peter having to be stuck in detention for eight weeks because of me. I let out a sigh as a familiar man in red spandex plopped down next to me. I didn’t glance at him and continued to look over the tall buildings. Before Peter could make small talk I spoke up.
“I’m sorry,” I said.
“What for? It’s not your fault.”
“In a way it is. If it wasn’t for me you wouldn’t have gotten detention.” Tears stung my eyes but I blinked them away. “Maybe if my laugh wasn’t so annoying-”
“Hey- Your laugh isn’t annoying at all. Flash is just an ass.” I looked at Peter and I could tell he was slightly smiling through his mask. I sighed and looked back out over the city. A few moments passed and then Peter’s spider symbol detached from his chest. It flew and landed on his head. “Y/N please laugh.” A loud, manly voice roared calmly. My eyes widened and shot to Peter. A few moments of silence went by, which was then broken my booming laugh. Peter chuckled too which was then deepened by the spider a top his head. My hand moved to my stomach which was starting to hurt. I started to talk in between my laughs.
“That spider- sounds- like its hit puberty- before you!” His eye glasses widened and his jaw dropped, which made me laugh even more.
“I can’t believe you just said that!” Peter said through the spider, but his voice cracked on ‘believe’. We both laughed harder, and I let out a snort. After our laughter died down I sighed and wiped a tear away.
“Thanks, Pete,” I said, smiling out over the city.
“Anything for my little (Y/N/N) bean.” He said, ruffling my hair and putting an arm around me. “Now how about I go get out of this suit and we can get some Thai.” He said, jumping up and offering a hand to me. I pretended to think for a second.