Thor [22:43]
IS THIS A SURPRISE BATTLE
SHOULD I READY MY HAMMER

Peter Parker [22:43]
NO HAMMERS

Scott [22:44]
okay but i'm literally just visiting
where am i supposed to go

Peter Parker [22:44]
just like... the garage or something. go walk the ants. i don't know. make up a reason.

Sam [22:45]
Did you just tell him to "walk the ants"

Clint [22:45]
amazing

Pietro [22:45]
Wanda knows something
look at her not typing
SUSPICIOUS

Wanda [22:46]
I'm just enjoying the show

Bruce [22:46]
Peter, what is happening?

Peter Parker [22:46]
something cool okay
i just need it quiet. and clear. and no one freaking out or walking in or RUINING anything

Natasha [22:46]
So. Definitely not a proposal.

Peter Parker [22:46]
STOP SAYING THAT
IT'S NOT A PROPOSAL

Kate [22:47]
you're asking tony to evacuate his own tower for you and you WONDER why we're suspicious

Peter Parker [22:47]
speaking of
Tony—can you take Vicky out tomorrow? like, shopping or something. leave at 10, come back at noon. please?

Tony [22:48]
Why me?

Peter Parker [22:48]
because she won't suspect anything. and if natasha takes her she'll definitely suspect something. and if wanda takes her, she'll hear her thinking or something. and if steve takes her she'll think someone died.

Steve [22:48]
...fair.

Tony [22:49]
Fine. But if this ends in emotional trauma or glitter all over my kitchen floor, you're replacing every appliance in this building.

Peter Parker [22:49]
thank you
thank you thank you

Kate [22:49]
wait. WAIT
is this about the paint hands????

Clint [22:50]
IT IS ABOUT THE PAINT HANDS

Scott [22:50]
THE MYSTERY CONTINUES

Wanda [22:50]
Do I need to bring snacks to this group chat or...

Sam [22:50]
Parker. This better be good.

Pietro [22:51]
If I don't see tears, I want a refund.

Thor [22:51]
I SHALL GUARD THE HALLWAYS WITH HONOR. NONE SHALL PASS.

Peter Parker [22:51]
you're all the worst
but seriously
thank you

Once the flood of typing bubbles finally slowed to a stop, Peter exited the chat, ignoring the twenty-seven new notifications that popped up in its wake.

He let the phone drop to his chest and flopped backward onto his bed, exhaling like he'd just survived a full mission. Then he turned his head to the right.

Sitting on his desk, wrapped neatly in deep blue paper and tied with a silver ribbon, was the gift.

The one he'd been planning for a day.

Peter smiled to himself, heart racing—but it felt right.

This was gonna be good.

Worth it.

Kate sat on the edge of her bed, legs pulled up, chin resting on her knees. The group chat had offered fourteen solid minutes of chaotic distraction—Thor's caps-locked fury, Natasha's proposal accusations, Tony threatening to track Peter's phone with satellites—but now... it was quiet again. Too quiet.

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