Chapter 8: Playing with Fire

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Peter woke up with a long sigh it was good to wake up on a bed for a very long time. "Hey Peter, get ready cause we're gonna meet the team. Again." Ned smiled, but Peter didn't. He just wished the team would remember him. "Well I'm gonna wash up now. Just wait for me in a bit." Peter said before going out and walking to the bathroom.

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"Ned, Peter, there you are." MJ spoke. She smiled at both of them especially Peter. The two smiled back at her. "I'm just gonna roam around better start practising so you can win." Peter winked as he left. Peter room our his stark phone  that he didn't steal. He plugged the earphone and opened his music. Choosing Playing with Fire by Blackpink he listened and started singing to the beat.

What he didn't know was he was actually walking to the tower. And when he reached the chorus he heard a gasp. "Peter?" he looked at the owner of the voice. He looked and saw Pepper "This is bultoreone why is life like bulgana." Pepper raised an eyebrow. "What are you... Never mind you've got to come with me." Pepper said and Peter couldn't help but follow. He knew he shouldn't, he knew this was a trap. He knew that this would lead him to death and everything but he still couldn't help but follow.

What the hell was wrong with him?

"Peter? Spiderman? Dark Spider? Whatever you want to call yourself we need your help." Steve told him. "Can't you just handle it yourself? You are all grown up and stronger than me can't you handle it? Or are you just weaklings?" Pepper suppressed her laughter by biting her lips.

"We don't need a sassy boy in our group." Peter rolled his eyes "Then Stark shouldn't be here." Peter was savaging the Avengers One by One. "At least Stark has useful stuffs that can help us and it's made up of-" Steve was cut off by Peters words "And I made stuff out of garbage that made me live longer than I was supposed to." Peter winked.

"And plus, I'm not Spiderman nor Dark Spider, I'm Peter Parker. 24 years old lives in Manhattan has a friend name Ned. Because you know? Spiderman is dead. Dark Spiders era is gone." Peter smiled

"And it's all because of you." Peter looked at Tony before leaving.

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"You fucked up really bad. Really, really bad." Pepper spoke to the Avengers. "I really thought that he would come with us." Steve said "But you just ended up being burned to death by the savage boy. That's so sad." Natasha said. "We need a plan to get Peter back here." Clint spoke. "I could help. I've got Peters number. Maybe I can contact him." A robot said. "And you are...?" Tony asked "I'm Karen, Peters AI."

Guyssss, I'm really really sorry for the short chapter and not updating for a very long time. All in all I'm just tired. But do not worry I'm gonna update. I won't make promises because apparently I can't keep them. Please blame my forgetfulness. But thanks for the support! Love you. I'm gonna call all of you Mochims. Love you mochims!

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