Y/N's Perspective:
Michelle and I were chilling in our motel room reading books and such when I started to get hungry. I remembered there was a vending machine downstairs so I grabbed my wallet from the bedside table.
"Hey I'm gonna go get something to eat, you want anything?" I asked MJ who plainly stated 'Raisinets' as her choice of food. I don't understand how anyone could like Raisinets they're so... Raisin-y...
I don't think about it too much and walk down to the machine, passing a few classmates on the way. When I get down the stairs my phone starts to ring displaying the caller ID "Iron Father" cheesy I know, but come on! If your dad's a superhero it's practically a requirement.
"Hello there, father dearest," I say, picking up the phone.
"Hey there sweetie, how's Decathlon?" He asked.
"Well, we haven't compet-"
"That's great, here's what I need you to do."
"How wonderful, my dad only calls me when he needs something," I chuckled, I could practically hear his eyes rolling.
"Okay look, I know you're still on that Vulture case that I specifically told you not to be," He stated. I started fumbling with my dollar bill.
"Whaaaat? Dad, I think you're going crazy. Oh dear, have you stopped taking your Exelon again?"
"Y/N I don't have Alzheimer's, you know thi-"
"I guess I'll have to call the doctor, tell him you need some sort of drug to help you remember to take your meds. It's hard taking care of an old decrepit man," I sighed leisurely, pulling out another dollar bill as I grabbed MJ's Raisinets.
"Ok, Y/N you've had your fun. Now in all seriousness, I need you guys to stop this investigation. I got it all under control, called the FBI this morning and they're on it. So tell your little boyfriend he can chill out," He said.
"Dad, he's not my boyfriend," I said as I grabbed the rest of my junk food. "Even though I wouldn't mind if he was..." I mumbled.
"Whatever, just tell Bug Boy what I told you," He said and hung up. I made my way up the stairs with my bounty. I had grabbed some M&M's for Ned and Peter, on arrival at their door I heard talking and someone typing at a computer. I walked inside uninvited;
"Alright, I'm coming in. I better not see anything that I-" I dropped my snacks and wallet in horror. Peters suit, the one I had designed, the one that took me months of programming was being dissected. "Oh my God!" I pushed Peter out of the way and cradled the spandex. "My child, what have these awful boys done to you?"
"Chill Y/N we were just taking out the tracker! You know Mr. Stark had me on this stupid Baby Monitor-"
"I know about the Baby Monitor Protocol!" I cried, never in my life had I been more outraged by something Peter has done.
"You knew? He told you!" Peter whined.
"No, he didn't tell me! Who do you think is the one that coded it! I'm the one who suggested it." I stood up.
"What?"
"I knew you weren't ready for the rest of the suit so I'm the one that put you on Baby Monitor and Training Wheels!"
"What the Hell is 'Training Wheels'?" Peter asked through gritted teeth.
"Oh wow, that's a lot of restrictions..." Ned mumbled, "Here are the terms; Training wheels restricts the suit to only standard webs, drones, and trackers, everything else is off-limits until the creator of the suit believes it fitting for the user to move on to the next level. Y/N being the creator, is able to lift the restrictions from your suit anytime."
"You know very well that I don't need this-"
"On the contrary, you do need this, I saw how obsessive you were over Spider-Man I just needed to cut it back a bit," I reasoned.
"So you lied to me?" Peter scoffed, sitting down on the bed.
"Didn't lie just failed to mention-"
"Yeah well, you've been doing that a lot lately," He cut me off and stood up, he slowly walked over to me not breaking eye contact.
"Is this about me moving?"
"Yes, it is! I'm still mad you didn't tell me about it," He said, his voice rising in volume.
"You're mad? YOU'RE MAD?! I'm sorry, who's the one that just ripped open a multi-billion-dollar suit that took the other months to finish?" I screamed and then the wiring of the suit flashed blue. I looked at the suit then at Ned, "What did you just do?" Ned looked at me like a deer in headlights, the light from his computer accentuated his aghast expression.
"I- um..." I glared at him, "I unlocked the rest of it..." he mumbled.
"You what?" I gritted my teeth.
"Y/N, don't bring Ned into this," Peter warned, I looked at them both in disbelief.
"Fine. Since it's so important for you to prove yourself, I guess you don't need my help," I spat and threw the disheveled spandex at him, grabbing my snacks from the ground. I made sure to slam the door behind me to add to that dramatic exit, just because I'm livid doesn't mean I can't be extra.
***
"I know you're silently crying over there, what's up?" I could hear MJ close her book.
"Nothing, can't a girl cry while eating a bag of hot Cheetos?" I popped another chip in my mouth.
"I mean don't get me wrong that's one of my favorite pastimes but I know that's not the case. What's going on?" At this point, she came over to my bed.
"It's Peter." Michelle groaned. "I know, I know, you don't really like him right now but come on," I sat up and looked at her, "you and I both know he hasn't been himself lately."
"Tell me about it, at this point if I were given the choice to be stuck in a room with Hannibal Lector or Parker, I'd choose Lector," I chuckled.
"It's because of that damn internship he's become so..."
"Obsessive? Flaky? Rude?" She scoffed.
"Exactly, he's trying so hard to prove himself to my dad that he's forgetting that we're-"
"Emotional? Friends? People?"
"Spot on. I mean he took on this big project recently and I've been helping him out, in fact, I just got a call from my dad saying-" Then it hit me, "I'll be right back." I jumped up from the bed and booked it out of the door and up the hall to Ned and Peter's room.
"Hey Y/N!" Dammit, Liz, it's not the time right now.
"Hey..."
"Hey listen me and the rest of the team are gonna go swimming and we were wondering if you and Michelle wanna come?" She asked, smiling that signature smile.
"I really appreciate the offer and I'd love too but MJ and I were actually just about to go to bed. Traveling always tires us out." I chuckled, hoping this conversation would end soon.
"Totally understandable, see you tomorrow!" And with that, she walked away. I continued down the hall and pounded on their door.
"Peter! Peter, open up!" Ned answered the door.
"Hey Y/N I wanted to say-"
"Where's Peter? I need to talk to him." I pushed passed Ned, looking around their room only to find he wasn't there. "Ned... where is Parker?"
"He told me not to tell you." Ned quivered.
"Tell me what?" I clenched my teeth.
"He knew you were mad about the whole suit thing, and I told him it wasn't a good idea but you know he never listens, so he left without you-" he started to go off on a ramble.
"Ned. Where did he go?" I turned around to see Ned's scared expression.
"The lair..."
"WHAT?!"
"I know it sounds bad but Y/N you knew this was part of the plan! Go to Maryland and-"
"Yes but Ned you don't understand we aren't supposed to follow those coordinates!" I lectured.
"I know Mr. Stark told you guys to stop investigating but Y/N that was a week ago-"
"No Ned, I just got a call from my dad saying that he- you know what? Never mind." Talking to Ned about superhero stuff was exhausting, and there was no point in trying to explain. So instead I pulled out my phone and called Peter.
"Hey it's Peter, leave a message!" Damn you. I know you're ignoring my calls. I called him again, "Hey it's Peter, leave a mess-" Shit.
A/N: Hi, so um- I realize that I wrote Ned COMPLETELY out of character (it's been annoying me) but allow me to explain:
When I was writing about Ned and the whole awkward thing between Peter and Y/N I was in a completely different headspace. I didn't realize until like four chapters in how much of a jerk I made Ned. COMPLETELY UNINTENTIONAL, you know how it is when you get in the groove. But I have it all figured out so please just bear with me on the whole Ned thing.