Bullies
‘Hi Nat, you’re up early.’
‘Didn’t sleep, I was up all night catching some criminals and then cleaning up their mess. If there’s any part of the accords I don’t like it is the fact that I have to clean up after the mess criminals made.’ Nat sighed. ‘You were gone a few days, where were you?’ There was no blame in her voice, just curiosity.
‘I just came back from the south, where I saw the strangest thing. There was this guy, can’t be any older than I am, whose head literally bursts into flames and morphs into a skull. It’s weird. He claims he got his powers from selling his soul to the devil or something. I needed some rest after that, if only to make certain I wasn’t dreaming it all up.’
‘It seems like we could both use some rest,’ Natasha says. ‘How about we try and get some sleep and then brunch in that cute tent that just opened up in Manhattan?’
Daisy smiles. Natasha probably wasn't planning on resting anytime soon, but she was a great friend so pretended to be tired as well. If only she wanted to be more... ‘That’s a deal.'
At least this way, she could make sure that the Avenger took care of herself as well.
After brunch, they went to walk through New York, just enjoying the views from down below while there are no running civilians around them, fleeing from something, nor hostiles coming towards them. It was refreshing. Nat had seen an ice cream stand and had bought a cone for both of them. Daisy had just finished hers when she noticed a group of boys holding another boy by his shirt, beating him up. The poor boy wasn't doing anything back. Daisy doubted he even could.
The boy was scrawny, not tall to say the least, and had brown, slightly curling hair. The boys beating him up seemed around fifteen but this boy seemed around twelv- Hold up. Was that Peter?
'Come on Penis Parker, surely you can step down on the decathlon team? Who would even miss you? Your parents are dead, so they won't mind, you're faking that internship to get attention... Your only friend is that loser Ned...' It seemed like the boy wanted to continue, but it was now that he noticed Daisy coming towards him. She'd asked Natasha to stay behind, while she would deal with these bullies. It did seem like Nat wanted to interfere as well, but she knew that the young Stark had it handled.
'What did you say to him?' Daisy's voice had a sharp edge.
'Nothing miss, I suggest you pass along, this is no view for a lady.'
Peter flinched. He knew that the boy had made a mistake. 'Flash...' He tried to warn.
'Flash, that's your name? Well, Flash, I suggest you quickly leave, you really don't want to piss me off.'
'Why, what could you possibly do, beat me with a purse? Yeah right. Move along lady.'
'My name is Quake, heard of me?' The brunette had taken on a sickly sweet tone. Flash' eyes grew big, and he tried to scan for a quick way out. Fitting, Daisy thought to herself. He nearly ran. 'Before you do, however, know that if I see you bully anyone again, I'll make your life a living hell.'
The boy now really did run. As did his friends.
Now Daisy turned towards Peter. She sighed. 'How long has this been going on Pete?'
'Please don't tall Mr. Stark.'
'I won't if you tell me, how long has this bee going on and why don't you stop it?'
'He's been bullying me since second grade, I can't just suddenly start fighting back. That'd just serve to make people suspicious. Besides, I can take it. Others might not.' Daisy's heart ached. She was so much like the boy in so many ways. She understood why her father had taken a liking towards him. Besides the puppy eyes. Those definitely helped.
'Alright, but the second you feel like you can't take it...'
'Then I'll contact my teachers.'
'And Stark' Daisy added.
'Not gonna happen.' Daisy smiled. The boy was already healing and showed spirit again. She stood up, pulled Peter up as well and said goodbye to the boy while walking back at Nat.