Chapter 24: They'll need to try harder than that to know my identity (Peter)

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Previously

Dr Strange came to talk about the storms popping up, had a passive aggressive argument with Tony, and then left to try and see what information he could dig up on everything. Meanwhile Peter would go with Hiccup and Tony as they try to find people.

Refer to the last chapter for Hiccup's recollection of the recent events

Now:

"...And I saw on Starkbook that Abe's trampoline blew threw a fence, which has gotta suck."

"Oh, for sure. Who knew a storm could do so much damage in, what, two minutes?!" I respond. I'm on a FaceTime with MJ, we just wanted to make sure we were both safe with all of the storms going on (we're not clingy. You're clingy), and I wanted something to do while I wait for the meeting to be called— assuming I'll even be allowed to come.

"It's so weird," she agrees. "Do you think there will be more?"

"More storms? I don't know," I respond with a frown, "I hope not! Uh, just in case, stay indoors. You don't wanna get blown away!"

"I'm more worried about YOU getting blown away tiny," she smirks and I chuckle, shaking my head at her. "But yeah. I guess I'll stay safe so you don't have a heart attack."

I smile at her, "Good!" I don't like to think about what would happen if I would lose her. "So, how's—"

"Sorry to interrupt, mr Parker, but the meeting is about to proceed." Friday interrupts. "Your presence is requested."

I look up at the ceiling and give a thumbs up, "sure Fri, I'll be right down."

"Gotta go?" MJ asks.

I nod. "Yeah, don't want to keep them waiting. I'll try and keep you updated."

"You better." She narrows her eyes at me, but smiles to show me she's not mad. "Bye."
She hangs up before I can respond. I stand up from my web hammock and toss my phone onto charge as I head out the door, slipping my mask on. I head to the waiting elevator, not having to tell Friday where I need to go because she already knows.

I wonder if everyone was able to come, I ponder as the doors open to the conference floor, which is a few levels below the Avengers shared living quarters and consists of two large meeting rooms and a small waiting area. This is where most meetings with Lawyers and things take place, I believe.

I step out and walk down the hall, feeling a little nervous about the meeting. I mean, c'mon, it's the Avengers! I don't think I can ever not be nervous. I see the door to Meeting Room A is open, so I know that's where everyone is— and I can hear everyone. Okay, it's just a meeting. You don't need to impress anyone. You got this. I take a moment to calm myself down before taking a confident stance and walk in.

"Hey everyone!" I beam, waving. A few greetings float back to me as I look around the room. Mr Fury is standing at the head of the table, most likely waiting for everyone to pay attention to him. Everyone else is scattered around the room, talking in groups. By everyone, I mean Mr Stark, Miss Potts, Natasha, Clint (and a woman I've never met), Yelena, Wanda, Sam, Bucky, Dr Banner, Steve, Dr Strange, Vision, and Rhodey. Vision is alive??! SINCE WHEN?! WHAT IS GOING ON?!

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