
It's Fake Please Calm Down-
Peter took a deep breath, glancing at where his prosthetic once was. "Not how I wanted this to go, but I really need that back," he sighed. He made his way to the main area, where they were sitting, and saw his gloved arm on the table. Everyone around it was freaking out, despite the obvious lack of blood. He walked forwards and grabbed it, muttering about how much of a pain in the ass it'd be to reattach.
"Why the fuck are you so calm?" Clint asked, and Peter realized that to them it look like Shuri had somehow cut his arm off with no blood. Because lets be honest, she could probably do that. He shared a quick glance with Tony, who gave him a small nod. Peter just removed the glove showing the fake limb.
"It's metal," he replied, watching everyone slowly calm down. Natasha examined the prosthetic as Peter adjusted it slightly and put it back on his arm. "And this is not the way I wanted to tell you..it was going to avoid a shitty pun but not the point, but uh..it is the way I told you, just now."
Steve slowly exhaled. "Okay, okay," he muttered. "So you're not...going to die? Or something?" He asked hurriedly. Peter shook his head. Steve relaxed, letting out a sigh of relief. As ridiculous as it'd seemed, he knew that Wakandan technology was more advanced. Somehow 'yeeting' an arm away from the rest of the body seemed possible. Compared to what he was used to, Wakanda was like something out of the future. Well, further into the future than he'd gone. Bucky was observing the sleek metal appendage with a reserved look. Peter eyed the much calmer Avengers, casting a small glare at MJ and Shuri - holding back laughs. Occasional snickers escaping Michelle at the reaction they'd all had. Shuri muttered something and she turned redder, a hand over her lips as she said something to her girlfriend. Peter reminded himself to plan his revenge later. For now, he just stood there was an awkward look on his face, surrounded by mildly relieved, very freaked out Avengers and T'Challa. (Peter wasn't sure if he was part of them yet.) Fuck his life.