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Requested by anonymous: hey there! i'm one of the people that reads your spiderson book, and the master chef one made me think about peter going on got talent, so could you do that if it's not too much trouble? maybe he can do acrobatics or something. thank you!
TW: Floof? Singer Peter. Dead May Parker, sorry :( Idk if I'll be able to do this request justice, sorry if I disappoint :(
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AUDITIONS:
"Our next contestant," Tyra Banks announced to the camera, motioning her hand towards a brown-haired, doe-eyed teen walking to the curtain, "Hello, Mr. Parker."
Peter looked up and smiled at her, "Hello Ms. Banks," he greeted softly.
"Just calls me Tyra," she said.
"Of course, Ms. Tyra," he nodded sagely.
"Well aren't you a polite young man," she teased, smiling at the camera, "How old are you?"
"I'm 18," he said, shifting on his feet nervously.
"Well, Mr. Parker, our judges are getting impatient," Tyra clapped a hand on his shoulder, "good luck."
"Thank you," he smiled sweetly at her and the cameraman, accepted the microphone given to him, and walked out to the stage.
"Oh my god, he is so cute," Tyra fanned her face, "Did you see his eyes?"
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Everyone applauded as Peter walked on the stage.
"Oh he's cute," Mel B said quietly to Heidi. Heidi nodded.
"Hello," Heidi smiled at Peter, "What's your name and how old are you?"
"Hi, Ms. Klum. My name is Peter Parker. I'm 18," he said, blushing when the audience cheered happily. He waved in tiny.
"Oh, you don't look 18," Howie said, leaning forward, "You barely look 15."
"I don't look that young," he said indignantly, forgetting his nervousness momentarily, "When I was 15, people said I looked 12, now when I'm 18, people say I look 15," he pouted, "Not fair."
Everyone laughed at that, many cooing.
"Don't worry, Peter," Heidi chuckled, "When you get older, looking younger than your age is a blessing."
"And where are you from?" Simon asked.
"I'm from Queens, New York."
Some of the audience cheered.
"And is there someone who's come with you?" Mel B asked.
"Um, no."
There was a slightly tense silence.
"May I ask why?" Heidi asked carefully after a moment.
"Oh, it's not that tragic," Peter waved his hands, "My parents are dead, so I lived with my aunt and uncle. Then they died too, so I got adopted."
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"And he says it's not that tragic," Howie shook his head and took off his glasses.
"And why hasn't someone from your adopted family come?" Simon asked, frowning slightly.
"Oh, I didn't tell them," Peter said, "They're, like, the best people ever, but they own a business, so they're really busy, I didn't want to burden them."

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Peter Parker One Shots
FanfictionContains: -Irondad and Spiderson -Fluff -Negligible angst -Field trips -Identity reveals -Internships and most importantly -FUNNY DISCLAIMERS I FINALLY MADE THE COVER!! YAYAYAYAYAYAY :D