Parker luck

Tobey was in shock. He really was. Well, him, Andrew and Wade. I mean...they had left two years ago with Peter looking like some adorable jimmy neutron wannabe, and had returned to him looking like a godamn body builder. God knows what Gwen was going to think when she gets back from her emergency meeting down in Brooklyn. Knowing Gwen, she probably wouldn't recognise their youngest brother, what with him shooting up from her waist to eye-level so suddenly. By the time she was done with her meeting she would probably be meeting the three older men at the apartment they'd rented for the month, and they would have the pure pleasure of seeing her reaction first thing tomorrow.

The parker family (plus Wade...but everyone referred to him as a parker already) were sitting at the dining table in the kitchen, pouring over copious amounts of Chinese takeout boxes and containers, catching up from the years they were separated, snorts and laughs echoing around the cosy apartment and resounding through the walls, betraying the happy atmosphere to basically everyone in New York. Especially with how hard Peter was laughing. But hey, he had to put up with the neighbours banging each other on literally every surface in their home for the past two years so they could put up with him laughing for a couple of days. It was only fair. Anyone who tried to complain would get a tub of shrimp to the face. He had impeccable aim thank you very much. But back to the task at hand.

"No way!" Peter cackled, slumping back in his chair and clapping his hands together loudly, Andrews red face staring down at the table in mortification as Wades laughter boomed like thunder. May and Tobey looked both scandalised and entertained as they struggled to breathe.

"Y-you ran into the street n-naked!" Peter gasped, shrimp fried rice threatening to make a reappearance as he laughed at Wade's story, nearly choking on his own saliva.

"It wasn't my fault, Peter!" Andrew protested, glaring at Wade and groaning. "Wade took my towel to soak up the blood after he....." He broke off, glancing at Peter and May warily.

"...'Unalived' someone?" Peter guessed, slightly queasy but at the same time he was used to it. SURE as his job as spiderman it was his duty to protect those who couldn't protect themselves....but hey, if Deadpool decided to go after some paedophile, mob boss or convicted rapist....who was he to stop that? And yes, he knew how that sounded, but after nearly becoming a victim to a sicko like that, and knowing Wade was subjected to those horrors as a child....it was hard to find the good side of those kind of people. If there was one at all. You see, when Peter was younger, he had this babysitter, Skip Wescott, who insisted on having Peter alone one night for hours. Thankfully, Tobey had done his research the hour before Peter was due to go over there, and had discovered multiple offences against skip and a previous juvenile sentence, and had barged into the apartment fists flying and the next thing Peter knew he was in someone's arms, and Skip and his family had moved the next day. Nothing ever happened, thankfully, but Peter still cant stop the full body shivers he got when he grew older, learned  about what happened, and remembered the Wescott name. Aunt may nodded at Peter and bowed her head in acceptance. It wasn't ideal, but he had never, ever raised a hand against her Andrew and never would, so she couldn't really complain. Plus, Wade was a good man at heart, if a little messed up. But she could hardly blame him for that. And hey, her fifteen year old nephew was fucking spiderman, so her tolerance was fairly high at this point. Ben would have a stroke if he wasn't already dead.

Wade brightened, and nodded his head wisely.

"He's learning!" he chirped happily. "And hey, you didn't need to run after me, you could have stayed inside."

"Wade! You left me without a key! We were in an APARTMENT BUILDING!" he fumed, and wades soul nearly left his body in mirth. The table dissolved in laughter once again, and Peter felt...complete. 

Yeah, that's what he felt. Complete. 

His family was together for the first time in years. How could he NOT feel anything but happiness?

"God I'm so happy you're all back! H-how long are you all staying for? And where?" He asked, chomping shyly on a noodle when all eyes turned towards him. Tobey smiled at him in a fatherly way, with warmth and intelligence battling for dominance in his warm brown eyes, and Peter found himself thinking not for the first time how great of a father his older brother would be someday.

"I forgot how cute your stutter was, Pete. And I can't speak for Andrew and Wade, but I rented out that big three bedroom apartment we have in our name, you remember? The one in Brooklyn Ben gifted to me? We're all staying there at the moment, we unpacked this morning. And well, me and Gwen plan to stay for the month, maybe more, depending on our work schedules."

"Well, me and Wade could be staying close to two months...we both have work over here, and we get to spend more time with our little bro!" Andrew flicked a mushroom at him, and then cowered under Mays stern gaze. "sorry May.."

"Wait uhhh.... where IS Gwen? When you sent me the picture at school she was sitting here having coffee. Where'd she go?" He asked, beginning to collect empty containers, and cocking his head in confusion as he tried to wrestle an empty rice container from Wade, who was licking it vigorously. Amongst the chattering's of Wade, Jesus man there's nothing LEFT, Peter there's ALWAYS something left we cant let it go to waste! Does Andrew even feed you!?, found Andrew clearing his throat.

"Uh, Gwen actually had to leave earlier for an emergency meeting. One of her sources got busted and fell through so she had to hold interviews to replace him asap. She was pissed they didn't do their job and she missed seeing you, but she was in town so she couldn't actually refuse. In fact by the time we walk back to Brooklyn she should be there before us. Her meeting ended at 8:30 and it's 9 now....so counting the time it takes to get from HQ to the apartment...she should be there now, actually. Hey, why don't you come with us tonight?"

Peters eyes widened, and he stopped wrestling the container from Wades mouth long enough for the man to wrench it back, before retreating behind Andrew like the fucking animal he was. Peter glared at him menacingly. Wade shot him the finger. And laughed. God fucking damn it Wade. 

"Wait..as in come stay at yours?" Tobey thought for barely a second, and then agreed. "Yeah, why not? We have the extra room, Gwen would love to see you, and we heard you're all up to date on your school work-" "nerd." "wade." "-and if may thinks it's okay, you have the day off school tomorrow, maybe we could watch movies all night like we used to?"

Peter blanked out for a couple of seconds, before gasping and launching his body towards may. 

"Pleeeeeease May?" he begged, and his aunt looked stunned, before scoffing.

"oh, well I- God Pete you really think I wouldn't let you go? Of course you can, hon." 

Peter held up his hands in happiness and giggled, high fiving Wade, before looking at may suspiciously.

"wait, Is this just a way of getting me out of the house so you can have happy over and you can watch old people shows without me supervising you?" May blinked innocently, and waved her hands in a mime gesture.

"I have no idea what you're talking about."

"May."

"Peter."

"Don't make me stay behind to watch you two. You shouldn't be alone with him aunt may!"

"OH-HO, so you and Mj can be left unsupervised wherever you are, at hers or here but I cant be alone with my...friend?"

"But mayyyyyy" Peter whined. "You and happy could be doing gross grown up stufffff."

"I could say the same about you and Michelle-"

"Eww May! What- no!" Peter yelped, waving his hands and dodging mays laughing face, only knowing it would rile him up more. God he hoped none of his brothers thought that he was THAT grown up.....ew.

"Ooooo May darlin' have you got an admirer? It's about godamn time." Wade asked, waggling his eyebrow.....ridges. Andrew and Tobey looked on in, what Peter would guess as, fucking confusion. 

"What? Aunt May? Are you seeing someone?" Tobey asked, eyes squinting as he looked around the room for evidence of another person.

"No boys, Peters just being a little dramatic, that's all. Happy just works for Peters boss, that's all, and we both like golden girls- NO Wade, don't worry, I'm not replacing our GG marathons- and we like to discuss it over coffee." Tobey mulled over this, nodding, but Peter could sense that he was thinking of something else. Of Ben. And so could everyone else. Andrew tried to distract him, and, again, used Peter as his source.

"Boss? Pete you're working now?" 

Shit. uh yeah does swinging from buildings and rescuing cats dressed like a spider count as a job?  No? Ah. It's no wonder they were poor.

"N-no! Yes? It's more like an internship? Kinda? My boss Mr- Tony. My boss Tony lets me use his lab and stuff to work on my school projects and extra curriculars. I just have to make him coffee and hand him equipment and...that's it." Smooth. Real smooth. "I should really, um, pack I….I gotta go" and he made his exit, trusting his aunt to not spill anything remotely spider-man related.

He closed the door behind him and let out a small sigh of relief, shaking his limbs and cracking his back. After hours of noise and excitement it was kind of soothing, it was nice to give his senses a small reprieve. He spied his overnight bag discarded on the floor and got to work quickly, chucking in a pair of jeans and a hoodie, a soft science pun that had him chuckling even as he was packing, underwear socks.....and his spiderman mask. Sure he probably wouldn't need it, but after the whole vulture incident, and after he and Tony started to get closer, it became a sort of must have. A safety item, if you will. If he got stuck or kidnapped or was in trouble, he could just put on the mask and Karen would connect him straight with his mentor. And of course, Karen was already installed on his phone. His new stark phone, that is. New as in Peter had the only phone like that on the PLANET. It was basically a normal smart phone, but after a verbal command only he knew, it became a hologram, set up like the 3D scanners In Tony's labs, and Tony had Karen and a direct link to Friday installed, as well as both him and Happy's numbers on speed dial. Mr Stark was quiet....protective. Oh, and he was wearing his webshooters, of course. 

He pulled a sweater with a pocket on over his shooters and short sleeve T shirt, purely because it was somewhere to pocket his mask safely and it was fucking FREEZING and hey, guess what? He can't thermoregulate! Go figure! 

His phone vibrated on his bed, and he grabbed it as he was searching for an extra shirt.

Mr stank

Mr Stank: Hey Pete, Aunt hottie texted me your brothers are back in town

Mr stank: The brothers i had no idea existed

Mr stank: but whatevs

Mr stank: I'm guessing lab day is cancelled? And Pizza? Rhodey was looking forward to it

Mr stank: youre breaking his heart kid. 

Petey: D:

Mr stank: im JOKING he's fine

Mr stank: honey bear could go without it...

Mr stank: Anyway, we can reschedule lab day to whenever, and be prepared. I have upgrades that will blow your little nerdy mind

Petey: Mr stank ur so cool

Mr stank: peter i swear my name better not be mr stank

Petey: okay mr stank

Petey: <33333333333

Mr stank: grrrrrrrrrrr. You're on DUM-E duty

Mr stank: see you kid

Petey: >:(

Mr stank: <333

Petey: :)))

Peter pocketed his phone with a smile and shouldered his backpack, doing one last sweep of his bedroom before going out to join his brothers in the kitchen. They were helping may throw away the last of the empty tubs and all wore their coats, eager to leave. The sooner the got into the cold the sooner they got OUT of it. Peter looked at them all with a sunny smile. Nothing could go wrong today.

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"Yeah boss, I'm looking at him right now. He's walking down the streets wit' three guys. Do I snag him and leave the rest?"

"No no.....grab them all. They must be related. This is going to be more fun with family present."

"You got it boss. Okay boys. Grab em all. And be careful of the little one. He's the freak. You grab em quick, before he has the chance to react." 

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Something was wrong. 

His spidey sense had been buzzing ever since he had left the safety of the apartment, and the feeling of dread crept it's way into his bones. He shivered, discretely scanning the area for threats. There weren't any. Maybe it was just the cold? If it was below a certain temperature his body could completely shut down, maybe it was a way of his body telling him to layer up?

He shook his head and tried to listen to the adults talking, shaking off the feeling and immersing himself in the conversation. His mistake.

He was lagging behind slightly at the back of the group, and had allowed himself to stray maybe two metres away from safety. There was nobody else around at 10PM, and his sense hadn't gone off the rails, which is why he was so surprised when a pair of big meaty hands grabbed him around the waist and yanked him backwards.

He screamed in surprise and slight pain as his leg hit a wall on accident caused by him being flailed about, panicked and slightly frantic but shit he still couldn't bring himself to use his strength in front of his brothers. Not now, possibly not ever.

"PETER!?" Three yells echoed as the teens scream reverberated in the air. They had whipped around only to see a giant of a man restraining a kicking Peter around the waist and chest, and barley had two seconds to react before a van skidded around the corner, tires squealing on concrete and men spilling out as it braked heavily. The three men were swarmed and pinned down by men in black uniforms, each holding guns, tasers and batons, ready to use. They tried in vain to fight against the tide of men, with Wade taking down two in a fit of rage but four more took their place and eventually, he was overpowered too. I shouldn't have left home without my fucking guns, he thought, or Bea and Arthur. They could only watch on in fear as Peter struggled to gain the upper hand. The man holding Peter growled, and beckoned with his head at two men to come with him as he turned around. "Stop fuckin' strugglin' will ya?!"

"Don't you touch him! I'll rip your goddamn head off!" Wade. That wouldn't work today. 

Peter was swiftly pulled into an alleyway, out of sight of his brothers, where he immediately tried to break free but-oh god he couldn't. He couldn't escape. What the fuck why couldn't he break free!? The man holding him chuckled darkly, before squeezing him unnaturally tight, causing him to gasp as his ribs flared in pain. A warning.

"Got ya, ya little shit. I got called in ta nab you because i'm the only one around here stronger than ya. You're gonna get me a hefty bit of coin that's for sure. We're getting ya for what ya did ta vulture." 

Peter gasped in fear and looked the man holding him in the eye. 

And that's the last thing he did, because the man suddenly bent forward and smashed his head into the ground.

God, Mr Stark was going to kill him.