"Where's MJ going?" Betty whispered to you and Ned. MJ literally just got up to use the bathroom and said she'd be back in 5. "Do you think she'd gone to the party?"
"Oh no, she's-" Betty cut you off.
"We should go too! Do you think we should go?" She shook Ned's shoulder.
"N-no-" he protested.
"We should totally go," Betty said and pulled herself out of her seat. She hurried out of the seating aisle. You and Ned exchanged a knowing glance at each other. He got up and went after her.
"Ned doesn't- ugh." you facepalmed as the couple rushed out of the auditorium. You debated ongoing or not, but decided to stay. That's what Peter wanted you to do. And Peter kissed your cheek. He kissed your cheek! You still couldn't believe it though you told yourself it was no big deal... it was. And you were going out there to make sure he was ok.
After about 10 minutes or so you couldn't take it any longer, and also hurried out of the opera house. Maybe Peter and Ned were fine. Maybe Ned and Betty had some sense to come back if they saw you. Maybe there would be no lava monster-
"Oh. My. Cheese crackers-" you're eyes were wide as saucers as you saw the fire everywhere, the Ferris wheel tipping over, a man with a fishbowl for a head, and a black-suited spiderman. Even worse, Ned and Betty were undoubtedly in the Ferris wheel. And in the center of the chaos was an ever-growing-
That wasn't a lava monster. It looked and acted like one, but it wasn't. And neither was the fishbowl guy. They bother weren't... real. You stood there, stubbornly, trying to figure out what was going on. The fire was real. Ned and Betty about to die were real. Spiderman was real. So why not those two?
You concentrated on looking into the future, discovering that you were right. "Holograms" you muttered. "Why..." a metal object flew at your head. You barely could duck in time. It clanked on the ground, bouncing into an alleyway. Curiously, you went after it, seeing as it had rolled to a stop in the center. You picked it up, feeling it was still warm and had some of Peter's webbing stuck to it. You carefully placed it into your bag to keep.
You cautiously look back out to the fake scene. The lava monster thingy was making a huge mess, actually causing damage. You knew you had to get out of there but you were mesmerized by it. And you're heart was stone cold in fear that Peter was hurt.
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Well, that was a disaster. You somehow got dragged back to the hotel (without Peter might I add) and the trip was canceled. You would be going home in the morning. Crap. This whole trip was a bad idea.
You were in your room packing your things in a bad mood. The TV was on and MJ was ranting about something or another... you kind of tuned her out. You felt angry and upset. Why couldn't something be nice for you? Just at least once?
You heard a knock at your door. You zipped up your suitcase angrily, hoping MJ would get it but suddenly she was pretending to be asleep. It was probably Harrington making sure we had gone to bed anyways. You got up and answered.
"Peter?" you said in surprise.
"H-hey y/n..." he looked pale.
"You didn't get hurt right?! I didn't see you after the fight..." you rambled.
"Oh I'm fine I just-" he bit his lip, "I'm not ready for this trip to be over..."
"And...?"
"Well, I kinda wanted to do something that maybe wasn't in the plan? Like... without our class..." he mumbled.
"Wait... are you asking-"
"I mean we could hang out you know... just the two of-" you interrupted him.
"Of course." you were turning bright red.
"W-what?" he rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly.
"I mean- sure." you stammered.
"Like on a walk or..."
"Sure. Meet you in five?" you said sheepishly.
"Sure." he smiled in panic.
You hesitantly shut the door, absolutely dying inside. You wanted to squeal but people would hear you. But as you walked to grab your hoodie you felt like you were floating on clouds... wow you were being dramatic.
About five minutes had past and you saw Peter in the lobby. You hurried down the stairs to meet him, the both of you trying to be quiet on stealth mode as you snuck out of the hotel. Once outside it was like you could finally breathe again.
"So uh... where to?" you questioned.
"Well there's a cool bridge we could go too..." he murmured.
"Then let's go! I bet it's still full of festival people- no wait they shut the whole thing down when that lava monster showed up...." you chuckled.
"Right..." he sighed, "I'm sorry I feel like I ruined the whole trip for everyone. You see-"
"Fury asked you to help with the Beck fishbowl guy, and you didn't want to cause you're on vacation and you would be in Paris so he moved our trip to Prague so you would be here, therefore, leaving you without an excuse to help out with the bad guy who's secretly by your side."
"Wow that's... accurate I forgot you can do that." he stated, "And wait- what bad guy?"
"Beck?" you suggested. You had made it to the nearby bridge he was talking about.
"Beck? What do you mean?" he said with worry and disbelief.
"Nevermind I'm probably wrong anyway." you laughed it off. He didn't seem satisfied with your answer.
"I..." he shook his head, "This trip is..."
"Wack?"
"Very wack." he agreed.
"How are things with you and MJ?" You asked.
"Oh um.... actually..." he seemed red in the face, "I don't have a crush on her."
"Wait seriously? Then why did you say you did?" You rose a brow.
"Because I..." he hesitated, "Its a secret I guess," he said casually.
"Back to our earlier topic..." you desperately wanted to get away from the conversation of his feelings. You didn't want your heart to be broken again. "I caught something from your elemental fight," you said and pulled the metal object from your bag.
"What is that?" he asked curiously.
"The elementals are-" you were cut off by a ray of light shooting upward from the metal object. A hologram of a stormy elemental circled around you both before glitching away.
"What was that?!" he exclaimed.
"The elementals are holograms and that was my proof! And Quinton Beck is a fake he's trying to kill Fury and make himself a fake idol!" You let it all out. "There, I said it!"
"Quinton- wait that means-"
"He's been tricking you guys. And he's gonna probably do something worse!"
"Crap..."
"Yeah, it's bad. Don't trust him." You advised.
"Too late. I gave him EDITH." he said with wide eyes.
"Who?"
"We have to go back I'm sorry!" he said, grabbing you by the wrist and running with you back to the hotel.
"Wait why?!"
"I may or may not have given him the one thing Tony Stark left behind and trusted me with, that's a huge and powerful weapon and could probably destroy all of Europe!" he said while sprinting. He forgot you couldn't run as fast. You were barely able to run as he dragged you behind him.
"Wait slow down!"
"S-sorry." he slowed down and picked you up, throwing you over his shoulder.
"Hey what the duck?!" you outburst.
"Sorry but I have to go. FAST!" He said as he continued to run.
"Why is this my life!?" you groaned.