The threat
“My name is Doctor Stephen Strange, and I am the Sorcerer supreme-” the cape m- Doctor Strange begins.
“so, you're saying you‘re a wizard?” The closer Spider-man interrupts, somehow still completely relaxed with the situation. 'maybe they have the 'tingle' too' Peter thinks.
“Huh, that's cool.” the other Spider-man quips.
“As I was saying before I was rudely interrupted,” he turned to glare at the two on either side of him, who put their hands up in mock surrender.
“I am the sorcerer supreme, and as the sorcerer supreme it is my duty to protect the fate of the multiverse.”
The team became slightly less defensive, though the group around Peter remained tense, still not over the earlier threat.
“There is a group that has independently figured out time and multidimensional travel, they are from across three universes..”
“...our three universes.” the closest spiderman finishes.
“But what do they want?” the other spider-man asked.
Doctor Strange sighs and continues “their goal is to kill all three Spider-men from across their universes, and I doubt they’ll stop there. These are people you fight in the future and they will stop at nothing to get to each of you.”
“..so you're making it easier for them.” the farthest Spider-man asks, far more uptight than before, “Keeping us all in the one place so they don't have to strain themselves, GREAT!” the panic seeping into his voice, not disguised by his sarcastic tone.
“No, I am saving your lives. I have taken you from the times they planned to go and kill you. While you're young and still not in full control of your powers.” His tone is stiff and sure, leaving no doubt that he is telling the truth. "If you fought them alone at this point in your life, you would definitely be killed."
Peter’s breathing picks up rapidly, terrified by the revelations. The man to his right, the one with the mechanical wings, picks up on this and wraps an arm around his shoulder, rubbing the top of his arm comfortingly.
The other two spider-men appear to be having similar reactions, one is pacing, while the other seems to be frozen in place.
“So the cowards would rather kill them off as kids rather than face them at their true power.” the guy behind Peter, the one with the cool metal arm, muttered.
“Don’t worry kid, we won't let them get to you.” Cap reassured Peter.
As comforting as it was to have an avenger promise to protect him, it didn't help the pure fear coursing through Peter's veins, a fear so severe that it felt like the world was closing in on him, the air became suffocating, everything became too loud, too bright, too much.
“-ey…kid..you alright.” Peter is snapped out of his state and looks around to see the group around him looking concerned, he looks over and sees the other two spider-men talking to Doctor Strange while the rest listen, most still have their weapons raised.
“N-yeah yeah, I’m good. It's just a lot.” Peter says, the rest of the group are unconvinced by his pitiful attempt at a lie. “Should- should I go over to them.”
“No, we still aren't fully sure if they are a threat, and we can't risk that. How do we know they aren't the ones after you?” the man with the wings replies, his grip on Peter's shoulder still soft and comforting.
“I can tell they’re not a threat.” Peter takes a step forward, only for a hand to be put in front of his, blocking him entirely.
“Oh yeah, and how do you know that?”
“I just DO, okay!? It's part of my freakish spider-powers.”
“HEY!” both Spider-men shouted, offended.
“That just wasn't nice, man!” the farther one shouted.
“Sorry!” Peter shouted back, unable to control the giggle that escaped afterward, but he quickly became somber again, remembering his situation.
“I have no idea when the group will come for you three.” Doctor Strange continued, more annoyed than before.
“You must learn to fight together and control your powers if you want to stand a chance against this group.”
"That is why I brought you to this universe. You will have the avengers to help out."
"THE AVENGERS! that's great!" the closer spidey said excitedly before pausing "what is that?"
"Wait you don't have the avengers?" Peter piped up, more confused than before.
"Is that a band?" the other spider-man turns to doctor strange "Are you in a band?" he says, sounding amazed.
Peter had to put a hand to his mouth to stifle the fit of giggles.
He noticed cap looking completely unamused while the others around him smirked and snickered.
"Now that's just rude." Mr Stark snarked.
"....so you're not a band"