Curiosity l Peter Parker
Summary: Where the reader confronts Peter about his absence recently and why he suddenly rejoined the decathlon team…
Warning: minor spoilers, swearing, and a little long…oh well
Pairing: Peter Parker (Spiderman) x reader
Type: Continuation of Patch Up
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The next day, Peter slugged his backpack over his shoulders, making sure to protect it at all costs for the contents inside. “Hey Pete,” Ned said, joining him.
“Hey Ned. Can you help me with something later?”
“Yeah. What’s up?” They continued down the hallways of school. “Finally gonna ask Y/N to Homecoming?”
“What? No, no, no. I will deal with that later. Listen, after the party last night, I chased a bunch of bad guys and they fired some alien tech at me. A piece broke off from one of the guns and I need your help to see what it is and what it does.” Ned nodded his head.
“You have a piece of alien tech?”
“No, not cool. I need to know what this thing does and if it is dangerous or not,” Peter added.
“Its alien technology, Peter. Of course it is going to be dangerous.”
“Will you help me?”
“Hell yeah. How could I pass that up?”
“Okay great. So during robotics class, we can work on it and see if we can pull out its power sou–” Peter stopped talking when his eyes caught sight of Y/N approaching them.
“Pete! What the hell?” Y/N said, throwing her arms up.
“What did I–” Peter asked in confusion.
“Where were you last night? You missed him! After you left, he came,” she exclaimed.
“Spiderman! He actually came to Liz’s party. Flash was so jealous,” Y/N laughed.
“O-Of me or of Spiderman,” Peter stuttered.
“Well, who do you think, Peter? You of course.” Ned nudged Peter in his arm. “You where really the talk of the party. Its kinda sad you missed it.”
“Y-Yeah well, I wasn’t feeling good so I decided…to go home,” Peter said. He shoved his hands in his pockets and nodded his head. “Listen, Y/N–” but before Peter could finish his sentence, the bell rang.
“Oh, I should get to class,” Y/N said.
“Yeah, yeah. Me too,” Peter shrugged off casually. He slowly walked backwards and then remembered something. “Actually, I go this way,” he went and pasted Y/N and she went in the opposite direction.
Peter glanced back at her retreating figure before continuing down the hallway. Then Y/N turned around and briefly glanced back as Peter and Ned made their way to their first class of the day.
Peter slammed his hammer down repeatedly onto the foreign purple device, hoping to break it apart. He jumped back slightly and the top came off. He gently pulled it off to see the purple glowy thing underneath it.
“Woah, what is that?”
“I don’t know,” Peter grunted, pulling it apart. “Some guy tried to vaporize me with it.”
“Awesome!” Peter furrowed his eyebrows at Ned in confusion. “I mean…not awesome. Totally uncool that guy. So scary,” Ned tried to cover up.
“Well, look. I think its a power source,” Peter said, struggling to get his screwdriver into the device.
“Yeah but its connected to all these micro-processors. Thats an abductive charging plate. That’s what I use to charge my toothbrush,” Ned pointed out.
“Whoever is making these weapons is obviously combining alien tech with ours,” Peter observed.
“That is literally the coolest sentence anyone has every said. I just wanna thank you for letting me be apart of your journey into this amazing–” the two of them moved away as Peter swung at the device. A small blast coming from the device. They both turned their heads towards the professor who was skimming through a cross word puzzle.
“Keep your fingers clear of the blades,” he ordered. Ned and Peter turned their attention back towards their project, now seeing that the purple glowing device was free of the weapon.
“We gotta figure out what this thing is and who makes it,” Peter said.
“We will go to the lab after class and run some tests.” The two did a small little handshake before packing up their things and leaving the class.
“First, I say we put the glowy thing in a safe place” Ned said, as the two walked in the absent hallway.
“First you gotta come up with a better name than glowy thing,” Peter said.
“You’re right.” Two people rounded the corner and Peter took cover.
“Crap!” He jumped out of the open, hiding behind a wall. “Come on. Come on. Come on. Come on. Come on.” Ned looked both ways before awkwardly joining him. The two of them poked their heads around the corner, watching the two bad guys roam their school. “Those are the guys who tried to kill me.”
“We gotta get out of here,” Ned pressured.
“No, I gotta follow them. Maybe they will led me to the guy who dropped me in the lake,” Peter said, poking his head out again.
“Someone dropped you in a lake?”
“Yeah, it was not good,” Peter said. The men disappeared into a room and Peter moved from his hiding spot.
“No, stay there.” Peter left his best friend and quietly made his way into the same room the bad guys were in. Someone suddenly knocked on the window and Ned turned around, looking at a kid in the window.
“What are you doing?” The kid asked.
“Nothing,” Ned laughed nervously. “You?”
Peter squatted down and stealthily made his way into the room. The two men seemed to be tracking the purple device Peter was carrying. A monitor in the hand of one of the men, tracking the radiation emitting from the alien purple thingy.
When they didn’t find anything, they turned to leave, the room uncharacteristically quiet. It was skeptical to them. They shrugged it off and walked out the door. Peter hang upside down under a table. He reached out and shot a small mechanical spider onto the shoe of one of the men, tracking them himself.
Back at Peter’s apartment, Ned turned on Peter’s tracker. His web shooter emitted a hologram, a map, of the whereabouts of the two men. “This is so awesome,” Ned said, referring to the map.
Peter flopped onto the bed and gazed at the hologram that Ned held. “I know right? They are in Brooklyn.”
Over the next few hours, the two kept track where the bad guys were traveling. “Staten Island,” Ned announced, grabbing a handful of Doritos. Another hour pasted and Peter was loading his web shooters. “New Jersey,” Ned said, watching the hologram.
And after another hour, the hologram beeped rapidly. Ned sat up in Peter’s bed, Peter’s Spiderman mask displayed on his best friend’s face. Ned grabbed the web shooter.
“They stopped.” Peter, who hung upside down from the ceiling, turned around and faced Ned. He read the map.
“What’s there,” Ned asked.
“I don’t know. Evil lair?”
“They have a lair?” The spider eyes widened.
“Dude, a gang with alien guns run by a guy with wings. Yeah, they have a lair,” Peter stated.
“Badass,” Ned nodded with a smile. “But how are you going to get there if it is like three hundred miles away?” The two of them turned their heads towards the Academic Decathlon poster.
“It’s not too far from D.C.”
The next day, Peter made his way outside to meet up with the Nationals team. “Guys,” he said, coming to a halt in from of the small group.
“Peter?” Y/N asked in confusion.
“Yeah, I was hoping I could maybe rejoin the team,” Peter begged Y/N.
“No. No way,” Flash said, pushing past Y/N. Guess he was still a little pissed off about Peter being friends with Spiderman. “You can’t just quit on us then stroll up and be welcomed back by everyone.”
“Hey! Welcome back Peter,” Mr. Harrington said while hopping off the school bus. “Flash, you’re back to first alter now.”
“He’s taking your place,” Abe laughed.
“Uh, excuse me. Can we go already? Cause I was hoping to get in some light protesting in front of one of the embassies before dinner,” Michelle announced.
“Protesting is patriotic. Let’s get on the bus,” Mr. Harrington said. Flash shoved his yellow jacket uniform into Peter before angrily stomping onto the bus. Everyone loaded onto the bus except Y/N and Peter.
“Why did you rejoin the team? I thought you were needed by Mr. Stark,” Y/N said, a single eyebrow raised.
“Well, yeah but he was generous enough to let me go for the weekend,” Peter shrugged. Y/N nodded her head suspiciously. She walked up onto the first step before Peter stopped her. “Hey Y/N?”
“Yeah,” she said, turning around.
“Y-You don’t–a-are you–I don’t–do you–do you have a–uh–are you–no–you don’t happen to have a date to Homecoming, do you?” Peter asked, tripping over his words. Y/N smiled sheepishly and brushed a strand of hair behind her ear.
“No, I don’t actually. I guess I have been kinda waiting for the right guy to ask me, you know?”
“Y-Yeah, yeah. Absolutely,” there was an awkward silence between the two.
“Sooo?” Y/N pushed.
“Do you have anything else you wanna ask me?” Y/N tried hinting, attempting to be somewhat discrete about it. Peter opened his mouth to say something but the words he wanted to say, never came. Instead, he squeaked out:
“N-No, I’m good.” Y/n slumped slightly and turned around, continuing her journey up the bus.
“Dammit, Parker! What is wrong with you? Why couldn’t you just ask her? Why couldn’t you just ask her to Homecoming? Damn idiot,” Peter said to himself quietly, mentally slapping himself in the side of the head before entering onto the bus.
For the entire trip,Y/N and Liz were testing the other kids. Liz and Y/N took turns asking the question and the kids would ring in when they knew the answer. Y/N asked the last question on that specific topic and Peter rang the bell. He answered the question perfectly and Y/N nodded towards him. “Very good, Peter. It’s good to have you back.”
“Its good to be back,” Peter muttered to himself. The boy looked down at his phone which was ringing. He stood to his feet and looked at Y/N. “Can I take this real quick?”
“Thank you. Hello?” He made his way to the back of the bus, sitting one seat behind Ned. Y/N watched him as his face scrunched up as he talked to whoever was on the other side of the phone. Y/N snapped out of her thoughts, clearing her throat in the process. She went back to reading off her note cards until they reached their destination.
When they made it to the hotel, the kids all marveled at how big it was. They all signed in and were given partners to room with. Peter was with Ned and Y/N was with Liz. Peter glanced over at Ned.“You brought your computer right?”
Inside their hotel room, Peter plugged his suit into Ned’s laptop and set everything up. Peter pulled out some tools and began to work on his suit, trying to locate the tracker Tony installed.
“Peter. Why are we removing the tracker from your suit?” Peter glanced over at Ned, a flashlight in his mouth. He removed it and turned his attention back to his suit.
“Because I gotta follow these guys to their boss before they move again and I don’t really want Mr. Stark to know about it,” Peter admitted.
“Sooo…you’re lying to Iron Man, now?”
“No, I am not lying. He just doesn’t really get what I can do yet,” Peter shrugged. Peter found the tracker and pulled it out of his suit. “Got ya. Alright Happy, have fun tracking this lamp.” Peter placed the track on the lamp and went back to looking at his suit.
“There’s a ton of other sub systems in here but they are all disabled by the…training wheels protocol,” Ned laughed.
“What?” Peter moved to sit beside Ned, confusing written on his face. “Training Wheels Protocol?”
Ned held in a laugh.
“Turn it off!”
“I don’t think that is a good idea. I mean, it’s blocked for a reason,” Ned pointed out. Peter moved off the bed and jumped onto his own one.
“Come on, man. I don’t need training wheels. I am sick of him treating me like a kid all the time. It’s not cool,” Peter said in frustration.
“But you are a kid.”
“Yeah, a kid who can stop a bus with his bare hands,” Peter protested.
“Peter! I just don’t think this is a great idea. What if this is illegal?” Peter jumped off the bed and knelt next to Ned.
“Ned. Please. This is my chance to prove myself,” he begged. “I can handle it. Ned, come on.”
“I really don’t think this is a good idea.”
“The guy in the chair,” Peter whispered encouragingly.
“Don’t do that,” Ned rolled his eyes.
“Come on,” Peter persuaded.
Ned sighed and double tapped his computer. Immediately, Peter’s suit light up and they both looked at it. Peter put on his suit and normal clothes over top of it. He zipped up his hoodie and put the hood over his head. He peeked out the door of their room.
“Okay, the glowy thing is evidence. Keep it safe, alright?” Ned reached over and grabbed the glowy thing off the bed.
“Okay.” Peter looked at his web shooter, reading the map laid out for him.
“Be careful,” Ned said. Peter left their room, closing the door behind him. He turned to leave and stopped when seeing Y/N in her swimsuit, a towel in her arms. Peter backed up slightly and she smiled at him. “H-Hey Y/N.”
She pass him and motioned for the others to follow her. “We are going to go swimming,” she whispered. The others ran quietly past Peter. Flash following behind them all to give Peter a slap on his butt. Peter jumped and protested quietly. The kids disappeared, leaving the two in the hallway alone.
“I-I was uh–I was going to go study i-in the business center,” Peter lied.
“Peter, you don’t need to study. You’re the smartest person I know,” Y/N grinned.
“Yeah, I know you’ll make us proud tomorrow,” Y/N said truthfully. Peter looked at her in admiration.
“This is really important to you,” he noted.
“Well of course. It’s our future. I don’t want to screw it up.” He nodded in agreement. “Also we raided the mini bar and these candy bars were like eleven dollars. So if you wanna join us, you are more than welcome to” she tossed him a candy bar. “Just come down whenever.”
“A-Actually I really do have to study,” Peter lied. He could see the disappointment in her face but she covered it was a soft smile.
“Oh okay. If you insist.” She turned to leave, briefly glancing back at the boy before joining the other kids. Peter sadly turned and walked in the opposite direction.
The kids all played and splashed in the pool, Peter watching them from the open window on the rooftop. He smiled down at Y/N who casually sat at the edge of the pool, her feet in the water.
He stood to his feet and put on the final piece of his suit, the mask. As soon as it was situated, the suit light up again and a voice spoke to him.
“Good evening, Peter.”
“Congratulations on completing your rigorous Training Wheels Protocol and gaining access to your suit’s full capabilities,” the lady announced.
“So where would you like to take me tonight?”
“I-I put a tracker on someone. He’s a bad guy,” Peter said, putting his hands on his hips.
“Tracker located. Plotting course intercept target.” He watched the lady pull up a map and show him where the bad guys were located.
“Okay, well as long as i make it back in time for the decathlon, I am fine,” Peter said before swinging away and following the map. Peter jumped onto a moving truck and rode it a few miles out of town.
“One hundred meters from destination and closing. Jump now,” Peter did as he was told, jumping off of the truck and landing on the ground. He ran into the brushes and kept low. “Detecting three individuals.”
“Why is their secret lair in a gas station? That’s so lame,” Peter whispered. He climbed up the sign of the gas station and sat down on it. “Hey suit lady, what are they doing?”
“Do you wanna hear what they are saying?”
“I can hear what they are saying? Uh, yeah.”
“Activating enhanced reconnaissance mode,” Peter’s suit x-ray scanned the van the bad guys sat in and he could immediately hear their conversation.
“Woah, that’s so cool! They are in the middle of a heist. I could catch them all red-handed. Okay, I am going to get a little closer so I can see what is happening,” he told the suit.
“Would you like me to engage enhanced combat mode?”
“UH, enhanced combat mode? Yeah!”
“Activating instant kill,” the suit said suddenly. Peter’s eyes turned black with little red circles in the center.
“No, no, no, no, no. I don’t want to kill anybody,” he insisted. His eyes went back to their regular white.
“Deactivating instant kill.” He jumped and webbed the sign but immediately fell flat on his face against the pavement. He stood up in confusion.
“What the hell just happened? What was that?”
“You webbed the sign and landed on your face,” the lady stated. Peter looked up and tried webbing the sign again. Small webs landing on it.
“Suit lady! What is wrong with my web shooters?” He ran for cover.
“Rapid fire is the default for enhanced combat mode,” the suit said.
“Why would I need rapid fire?” Peter asked, slightly confused.
“Would you like to see more options? You have five hundred and seventy-six possible web shooter combinations.” Peter looked down at his hands, every option lighting up on the screen.
“Mr. Stark really over did it.” He shook his head and pointed to one of the combinations. “That one.”
“Great choice! Would you like me to set this as your new default?” Peter tested it out. A web came out alright, shocking the sign and lighting up the letters on it.
“What was that?” Peter asked, running to hid again.
“Taser webs,” the suit lady chimed.
“Taser webs? I don’t want taser webs,” Peter whispered, jumping onto the roof of the gas station.
“You seem to be very unfamiliar with your web shooter settings. Would you like to run a refresher course?”
“No, just…you choose,” Peter said, shaking his head.
“Sure!” Peter looked up and saw three long trucks passing on the main road. He then looked up just in time to see the flying monster swoop down and hover over the trucks. “What the–”
Peter watched the flying monster guy/thing, latch onto the last truck. He dropped four cubs and a purple portal opened. The man dropped into the loading container and disappeared from Peter’s sight, the wings of the suit being left outside to fly above the truck.
Peter jumped and landed on the truck the monster was in. He peered into the container, watching the man load a backpack full of items from the shipping container.
“Woah! Cool! It’s like some kind of matter phase shifter,” Peter observed, reaching his hand out to touch the purple portal.
He backed away and waited for the villain to exit the moving container. As soon as he did, Peter webbed the backpack and pulled it towards him.
“Hey, big bird! This doesn’t belong to you,” Peter shouted. His eyes dilated as the monster jumped back into his suit, detaching from the container. “Oh god.” He flew towards Peter but he dodged him easily. He aimed his web shooters at the flying monster and the webs fell short. “Suit lady! What was that?”
“You told me to choose.”
“What? No, just set everything back to normal,” Peter struggled, now trying to block the bird man without any weapons or webs on hand.
“Activating all systems.”
The man grabbed hold of Peter’s shoulder and tried pulling him away. Peter was able to push away from his grasp, however; he lost his balance and fell into the portal. He knocked the cubes in with him. He immediately jumped up to escape the container and he hit his head. The portal closed and Peter lay unconscious.
TO BE CONTINUED…
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