*Girl Vaping* WOw
The trio got off at the stop right in front of Peter’s high school. A whole 45 minutes late.
“I wanna go home.” Ari automatically claims.
Peter rolls his eyes but nods, “We haven’t even gotten into the building yet and we already have detention.”
“Name a more iconic trio, I’ll wait. Let’s blow these nerds away,” Quinn pushes past the other two into the high school, her heels clicking on the grimy floor, “Wow, did not miss that smell.”
Ari wrinkled her nose, “It smells like someone took a shit in the bushes.”
“That would be the wonderful scent of teenagers forgetting that deodorant exists,” The blonde fake gags as they make their way to the office to get the two girl’s schedules for their classes.
Turns out the entire world was against them because they only got one class together, Algebra 2, the most disgusting subject.
“Where is English even at?” Quinn asked, walking down the hallway trying to navigate Midtown.
“Uhhhh it’s down this hallway a little bit, Room 213,” Peter replied, “I have to get to Physics but I’ll see you guys later. Text me if you need anything, I guess.”
Ari looked disgusted as she stared at her paper, “Oh god I have U.S. History.”
“This is going to be the absolute worst,” She said and the two girls departed from each other.
~
Quinn was right. It was pretty much the absolute worst.
~
The trio finally got to meet up for lunch, and the two girls got to meet Peter’s best friend Ned.
“Peter, you’re telling me that you know two really, uh, really pretty girls and you didn’t tell me?!” Ned exclaimed as the four of them sat down at an empty table.
Quinn smirked, ready to flirt with the poor, already flustered boy but Ari put a hand on her shoulder in warning.
“Thanks Ned, it’s wonderful to meet you,” She told him before frowning at the food on the table.
“Uh- Yeah, nice to, um, meet you too.” Ned stuttered.
She grinned, “Aw Ari look, he’s nervous.”
Ari snorted, “Don’t mind her, Ned, she’s a bitch, to put it simply.”
Ned laughed nervously, before turning to his food.
“Can’t argue with that.” Quinn shrugged.
Peter started shoving fries into his mouth, spidey metabolism and all that shit, “So how was your first day?”
“I want to burn down this whole ass school.” Ari said in a monotone voice, as if it was completely normal.
Ned and Peter made eye contact with slightly terrified faces.
“I tried to reenact like three vines and no one got my references so honestly, this school scares me. And my dad used to be an assassin so that’s saying a lot,” Quinn said.
“An- An assassin?” Ned asked, nearly choking on a carrot. “Who’s your dad?”
Quinn smack Peter on the back of the head, causing him to choke on his pizza, “Are you an idiot? You didn’t tell him who are parents are?”
“I’m sorry it never came up! We’ve been kinda busy. I literally, uh moved houses,” Peter trailed off. The realization that he hadn’t told Ned that he was an Avenger, and that he had moved to the headquarters upstate hit him.
“Dude, I’m your guy in the chair. You’re supposed to tell me things,” Ned bumped his shoulder into Peters.
“HEY! PENIS PARKER!” A voice shouted from across the cafeteria.
Quinn’s head shot up, “What the fuck kinda weak insult.”
Peter groaned, putting down his pizza slice. “Damnit.”
Flash made his way over to the four and slapped a hand on Peter’s shoulder, “Hey Penis, how much did you pay these girls to sit at your table?”
Ari raised an eyebrow, “Excuse me?”
“Do you have a problem,” Quinn looked him up and down, “Q-tip?”
Flash took a step back but quickly recovered, “If you’re brainwashed, blink twice to tell me if I need to get you help.” He smirked at his cleverness.
Quinn shot up from her seat, faster than lightning to pin him down against the table, “Jokes about brainwash? Not funny, just to start off. Secondly, I’d suggest you leave us the fuck alone. Do I make myself clear?”
Ari didn’t move, knowing that this was Quinn’s fight from the start. She did, however, glare at him intensely from her seat.
Ned, a little shocked but mostly impressed said in the tone from that one vine, “Wow.”
“Quinn, WHOA, it’s okay. Please let him go, jeez, you’re drawing a crowd,” Peter rambled trying to pry her arms from Flash’s neck.
She rolled her eyes but let him go, noticing the teachers walking towards them. Flash choked out a breath as he staggered away from the two.
“You guys,” He drew in a deep breath, “Will pay for that. Eventually.”
~
They made it through the day. Barely. Now the three of them were sitting at the dinner table with the rest of the Avengers.
Bucky swallowed his bite of garlic bread, “So, how was school.”
“Quinn pinned my stupid ‘enemy’ against the lunch table,” Peter replied to which he received another slap against the back of his head.
Ari huffed, “He deserved it, after what he said.”
It was amazing. All four dad’s pinched the bridges of their noses at the same time in disappointment while Natasha gave a look of approval.
“She didn’t get suspended I don’t see the problem,” Natasha shrugged.
“Exactly.” Ari said.
Peter looked between the two redheads, “You look really related right now.”
They both gave him a slightly scary smile that made him shove an entirely too big bite of spaghetti into his mouth.
“That’s, no offense Nat, but that’s not the point. You can’t attack people every time they piss you off,” Steve scolded Quinn.
“Please don’t give me the Dad eyebrows of disappointment.”
“I’m serious Quinn.”
She rolled her eyes but nodded, “Seems to work every time you put your shield through a door.”
“What was that, darlin’?” Bucky smirked.
“Absolutely nothing, daddy dearest,” Quinn flashed her fakest smile.
“Uh sorry to interrupt, but Sir there is something down in the lab that I urge to go take a look at.” F.R.I.D.A.Y announced over the group. Tony groaned but got up from his place and left the room without a word.
“I have a feeling we’re going on another mission,” Clint groaned into his beer.
~