It is a 'regular' day for Y/N Stark. Until she figures out who Peter Parker really is. They have a fight against Thanos, a man who is trying to wipe outt the universe, will they survive?
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Holy shit, keeping my class safe is on me.
"What do we do?!" Ned puts his hands on his head.
"I- Um... Let me think." I pace back and forth. "Okay, things won't happen until tomorrow so we can go to bed and then I'll figure out the rest later." I tell Ned. "Now okay go to sleep because I have a lot in my head right now."
He nods. "Okay... Goodluck." He gives me a thumbs up and leaves. I turn on the shower so I can wash some blood off of me from earlier. I strip down and get in the warm water. I hope Peter is going to be okay. I look down at my necklace and I notice it's broken.
About thirty minutes later I got out. I change into some pj's then I head to sleep for the night.
When I wake up it is about 7:00 and someone is knocking at my door. I look through the peephole and it's Happy. I open the door. "Hey Happy." I utter my voice is raspy. "It's early, I was sort of sleeping."
"We need to go pick up your boyfriend. Get dressed, grab your stuff and let's go." He says over the pushes me back inside then shuts the door.
"He's not my boyfriend and I'll be out at five." I hung up. I quickly changed into a beige t-shirt with one direction on it and some dark green corduroy shorts. I put on some black platform vans and I grab my backpack and I head out the door. I leave a small note on my door that read.
Peter and I had to go
We won't be back
Sorry about the ruined trip!
-Y/N and Peter
I then head out and get onto the plane that Happy is on. "Cool shirt." He laughs.
"Shut up, I think it's pretty great." I utter. He nods his head. I go and sit on a spinny chair and pull out my backpack. "Is Peter okay?" I ask as I dig through my bag.
"I think so. We are going to the Netherlands." He tells me. I nod as I pull out a book. I begin reading and about ten minutes later we land. "You go get him."
I nod andbegin walking down the stairs. Peter is limping and he is in black jeans and an orange football t-shirt. "Peter? Are you okay?" I ask him.
