Alex POV
I swung over to the wear house just after Peter got there.
"Hey bitch, I brought the suit" I said walking in with a duffel bag over my shoulder.
"Awesome, can I see it?" Peter asked.
"Nope you'll have to wait tell Miles gets here" I smirked.
"You jerk"
"I try, I'm going to change into a more comfortable outfit to work out in" I said grabbing a change of clothes from the bag and going into one of the rooms to change.
It was a pair of black leggings and a black tank top.
More comfortable.
I was still wearing my mask though.
I walked out of the room with my suit in hand and I shoved it in the bag.
The door to the wear house opened and miles walked in.
"Hey Miles" I said looking up.
"Hey guys, so what we doing today"
"You get to see the suit" I clapped my hands.
"It's done already?!"
"Yup I worked on it for a single night... I then got distracted but I got it done!" I smiled.
By distracted you mean MJ
YES I DO MEAN MJ
ROMANCE IS COMPLICATED
"So here it is" I said pulling the suit out of the bag.
"Holy shit that looks awesome" Miles and Peter gasped at the suit.
"Thanks" I smiled, "Spidey will get the tech put in it and then it should be ready" I told Miles.
"That's so cool"
"Glad you like it, now let's get to work"
"What are we doing today?" Miles asked.
"Med stuff, you at least need to know how to do stitches and the fun stuff"
"How am I going to do that"
"Follow me" I waved over to one of the tables in the room with the duffle bag in my hand.
I pulled out some of the basic stuff ( bandages, needle, thread, gauze, and some antiseptic)
"You know the basics?" I asked.
"Kinda my moms a nurse"
"Great, you good under pressure and quick thinking?"
"Um yes"
V don't heal me
Okie
"Great, ready set go" I said grabbing a knife and stabbing my upper arm.
"OH GOD WHY DID YOU DO THAT"
"YOU NEED TO LEARN"
"NOT LIKE THIS"
"ITS FINE GO"
"SHIT OK"
Miles quickly put on a pair of gloves and grabbed some gauze and put it on my arm to try to stop the bleeding. The bleeding slowed down and Miles sterilized the needle and started to threaded it. He started the stitch on the top and started to work his way down the cut line. He made sure to keep the stitches close enough so it wouldn't rip. He grabbed a patch of gause and cleaned it in antiseptic before putting it on the stab would and wrapping it in a thing of bandages.
"It looks great, I think we can skip stab wounds for now"
"FOR NOW"
"ya, you did good"
"Never do that again"
"Eh I'm doing my best"
"THAT WAS YOU BEST"
"Yup"
"Well shit"
"That was in fact her best" Peter put in, "and great job on the stitches"
"WELL THANKS FOR YOUR HELP"
"Your welcome" Peter smiled.
Suddenly my phone rang (The work one) I picked it up and looked at the contact number.
It was Wade.
"I gotta take this quick, Miles you can wash your hands and I'll clean everything up, also your gonna have to take the stitches out" I pointed at him and then at my arm.
"Shouldn't we wait to do that?"
"Venom will heal it to the point we're you can take them out and she'll heal the rest" I waved off.
"YOU CAN HEAL FAST"
"Yup"
"IS THAT WHY YOU COULD STAB YOURSELF"
"also yes... now I gotta take this" I said slipping out side of the wear house and answering the phone.
"Hellooo" I said into the phone.
"Hyia, I got a weee bit of a question to ask you"
"Fire away"
"Would you LOVE to go on a job with me later tonight, it's just breaking up a drug ring gang sorta situation"
"Ohh sounds fun"
"Great I'll find you and pick you up"
"Great can I drive?" I asked.
"No"
"Why not!?"
"Because last time I let you drive you almost went all fast and furious on us"
"But we didn't die?"
"But we almost did"
"Almost is not the same thing"
"I'll consider it"
"FUCK YA" I pumped my fist up and down.
"I'll pick you up later, be ready"
"Eye, eye captain Deadpool" I said before I hung up the phone.
I walked back inside and sat down.
"Hey Miles can you take the stitches out?" I asked him.
"Sure"
He sat down beside me and put on a pair of gloves and grabbed a pair of tweezers and some scissors and cleaned them before pulling on the thread and sniping the thread. One by one the stitches were removed and he finished and put the scissors down and took off the gloves.
"How's that?"
"Awesome, it looks great" I smiled.
We finished up training more with Miles testing out a pair of old web shooters and be testing things with my staff before we were all ready to head out.
I changed back into my suit before we left and meet in the middle.
"Ok safety nerf for the weekend" I clapped my hands together, "Don't add to the population, don't unintentionally subtract from the population, Don't end up in the hospital, news paper, or jail, if you end up in jail establish dominance quickly, and don't die. Have a good weekend"
And then we all went out different ways.
I was still at the wear house waiting for Wade.
Suddenly a car pulled up with Wade inside.
"Let's go fuck shit up" he called to me.
"YES"
A/n
WHY CANT I WRITE FOR SHIT
Why do I feel like this story is getting worse but also better?
Why y'all read this. The main character has two chickens a rat and a parasite is smart but also a complete dumb ass and she also looked at a monkey who had been shot and was like 'I know a great idea' and took it home. The plot holes and spelling/grammar suck.
BUT ITS FINEEEEE
it has a plot so it's fineeeee
*inhale*
HAVE A GOOD DAY
-AUTHOR