A/N - This sounds like crackfic.
Also this has nothing to do with the plotline~
After last night's 'incident' me, the rest of the Avengers, and the children went on to the balcony to discuss how to not be killed by aliens.
As soon as they got out, though, they saw Spiderman (aka Peter, the cinnamon roll) swinging around the buildings with a muffin basket(presumably for MJ).
Peter shouted, "HEY MR. STARK!" Which sent Kennedy into P a N i Câ¢. She screeched "SPIDER!" Which was understandable. Under the cover of chaos, Cat threw a knife. With shockingly good aim, the knife sailed through the web. Peter let out an ear splitting shriek as he started falling at least 100 feet to the street below.
But, with a gust of wind he hit a balcony below, then tumbled off of that and landed on open electrical wires, with a jolt (literally, lol) Peter fell onto a car below. The car got so severely damaged by the spider person falling on it that it caught on fire and the now spider corpse got burnt to bits.
Cat jumped like an expert, catching the web as if she was an acrobat. She gently swug down, grabbing a basket of muffins that Spiderman had been holding. Catlyn smirked, "Package in possession."
Tony woke up with a start.
"What the fuck-"
Steve, as if he'd been called by name, woke up at that moment. "Language!"
Natasha woke up, in pure confusion. She looked up to see Cat switching the channel on the TV from She-Ra to the news.
The headline read 'SpiderMan Dead?!' With a paragraph elaborating how he had died outside an apartment building + restaurant. The picture showed the street outside Kennedy, Cat, and Suzie's apartment. Interesting, she thought. A restaurant, you say? Cat changed it back to She-Ra, but Natasha wanted to hear about Peter, so she put it back to the news.
"How dare you change the show of a glitter princess with bi vibes!?" Cat demanded. She changed it back to She-Ra then started humming a song about a spider corpse.
Clint woke up, completely and totally confused and shookethâ¢
He looked outside, and saw the stars. Maybe he could sleep off the Ê·áµâ±Ê³áµ.
Out of nowhere someone grabbed the camera, as it focused on their face they were revealed to be Deadpool. "One of the authors absolutely hates Spiderman, and the authors also had too much time collectively in class, and thus this chapter was born. So skip this if you want, although we should have said that at the start. This will have nothing to do with the plotline."
Then he yeeted himself out of the window and parkoured down to street level.
⨠The End â¨