(Fem.) Percy meets Spidey

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"So, MJ is the scary one in your group?" I looked at Peter. "I don't see it."

MJ rolled her eyes. "Let me guess, you're the puppy dog who sees the good in everyone and everything?"

"Nope." I leaned back in my chair. "I'm pretty pessimistic. Actually I hold the title of scary person you don't want on your bad side along with two of my cousins. Though it's kinda overrated for Neeks, he's like a scary looking dog. Sure, he could kill you, but he'd much rather eat snacks and cuddle."

"And you're much better?" Peter asked, licking some melted ice cream off of the cone. It ended up in his lap and he sighed. "Hey Flash."

"I'm surprised you're not hanging out with Tony Stark today. But then again-"

"Nancy?" I interrupted him. "How's it going Cheeto-Face?"

My old middle school bully stood staring at me. Her hands clenched into fists. "What are you doing here, Jackson?"

"Well, my step-dad got a job at the high school, so I get to transfer in. I'm surprised they let you out of Yancy, last I checked you were still trying to beat up anyone who tapped their pencil."

"I am going to-"

"Kill me?" I raised an eyebrow, before my lips twisted into a grin. "Try." The air around us stilled and the air pressure changed. The calm before the storm. The blood drained from Nancy's face. She turned and walked away; Flash followed after.

"Dude, how'd you do that?" Ned asked. "I mean scaring them off is hard enough, but how'd you get the weather to do that?"

I shrugged. "Luck."

"How do you know Nancy?" MJ asked.

"I went to Yancy with her when we were twelve. She was an ass to me and my buddy Grover. I was always the one to get in trouble. You have no idea how many nights I spent erasing answers out of textbooks. Do you want me to get you another ice cream Peter?"

"Nah, I'll be fine. It's not the worst he's done to me, but you shouldn't have done that. He'll just target you too."

I waved my hand. "I can handle myself just fine. There's things you learn in my family and one of those is how to kick ass."

"What are the other ones?" Ned asked.

"Well, we have how to not die, how to kill things, how to jump off a moving horse. You know, normal things."

"None of those are normal."

I shrugged. "Normal is relative. I mean jumping off a horse is relatively tame to fighting an alien race which in turn is relatively normal to, I don't know, uh, fighting the planet?"

Peter snorted. "Captain Planet."

"Nah, the actual lady who gave the kids their rings. I'm not fighting a guy summoned through some weird magic rings."

"But you'd fight a goddess?" MJ asked.

"Technically speaking she'd be a primordial, and yes. Yes I would." I took a bite out of my ice cream, smirking when Peter winced.

"You aren't normal. What kind of monster can bite into ice cream and not react at all?"

"I like fudge bars."

"Begone demon." Peter made a cross with his fingers.

"Bold of you to assume my power can be contained by one god." Saying that would probably end up biting me in the ass later, but if Zeus can't take a joke that's his fault.

"If you're going to steal our souls, take mine first. I have Chemistry with Thompkins this year and she doesn't give study halls. Even though she's supposed to." Ned groaned. "And Peter is refusing to let me copy his homework this year." He glared at Peter playfully, causing Peter to roll his eyes.

"You're smart, Ned."

"With computers, yes, but you're smart with almost everything else."

"Peter," I said. "You know a class that cheats together passes together, right?"

"What grade are you, Percy?" MJ asked.

"Sophomore. Yay. August first cut off date."

"That means you'll be in classes with us. I wonder if you'll have Mr Blofis, he's your step-dad right?"

"Hopefully I'll have him at some point." I sighed. "He's the one teacher I've had that doesn't get mad when I zone out, or when I fall asleep in class."

"He threw a book at me the last time I fell asleep." Peter tapped his fingers on the table. "I think it was Julius Caesar. Didn't hurt much, but it was worse than the pennies."

"A friend and I threw plastic knives at him once. He gathered them up and dropped them so it would bug him." Will has a bit of a order thing going on. Probably from him being a healer and needing to know where everything is.

"He brought in a sword once and decided to use it as a pointer." Ned said. "He wouldn't let any of us near it, saying it was borrowed."

"Huh, so that's why one of my swords was in the wrong box." I tapped my chin. I started keeping a few extras under my bed after the first war, just in case Mom and Paul got attacked when I wasn't home. "I thought it just got lost in the move."

"You have swords?" Ned's eyes lit up. "That's awesome! Do you know how to use them?"

I nodded.

"Why?" MJ asked, leaning forward. "Do you have some secret double life, Percy?"

"My family has a bunch of weapons that can be traced back for thousands of years. I have one that Heracles supposedly used. Really wish I could stab the bastard with it." MJ raised an eyebrow, but, before she could ask, I stood up. "I should get home and face the wrath of my mom. See you guys later."

Why is there never anything on TV on Saturdays? (I wrote this note last night but the chapter wouldn't publish)

Also sorry if this sucks. I've been up since four since I had to take my mom to dialysis.

See yah