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Peter couldn't believe it. Midtown’s debate team was currently on a bus to the community center. Ok- that doesn't sound very ‘unbelievable’ but the other debate team was from, none other than Charles school for gifted youngsters! Which is why Ned was currently rambling
“Can you believe it Pete, We get to meet Charles xavier!” Ned gushed.

“Yeah…” Peter says , less than enthusiastically. But seriously, can you blame him?! If you had a secret identity then you’d also be a little queasy about meeting a mind, reader! The fact that
Peter is a chronic-overthinker probably isn't helping either…Yes, there's no reason for the mind-reading mutant rights Activists known as Charles Xavier, to read a random teenagers mind, but what if he does.

“Pete, are you even listening to me?” Ned asks, giving his best friend a questioning look and promptly snapping him out of his overthinking

“Oh sorry Ned, i was just distracted” Peter responded, He had in fact, not been listening to Ned and It was evident based on the look on his face.

Ned Is too excited to pay any attention to the fact that Pete is 7 new shades of anxious. “Aren't you excited! I hear that two of the X-men came along as Chaperones! We might meet X- men in a few minutes, Peter, X-men” Ned fanboyed.

That got Peter's attention “Wait really? which ones!” he questions. Yes peter may be spider-man, but he's also a teenager (and a total geek) so he is a huge fan of the X-men. “Are you sure? Where did you hear this?” he practically splutters the questions, as the bus makes a sharp descent into an area pete recognised as yiddish speaking community.

“I heard it online. I have no idea which x-men, but it's because there have been a few anti-mutant groups in the city lately.” Ned responded, ugh- peter hated those groups, while the anti-mutant movements aren't as big as they were in the 90s -2000s. Mutant oppression and rights still had a long way to go.

The bus takes another sharp turn. “Those movements suck.” peter grumbled, turning his head to look out the window as the stone community center came into view. There was already another bus parked in front of the place, meaning the other school was already inside.

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Midtown's bus screeched to a halt and the debate class shuffled out of the bus, Pete shoes made a slight squeaking noise as he descended up the stone stairs behind the rest of his class. The main doors opened, and the bright artificial upset his super senses as per-usual.

Midtown's class burst into a hushed chatter, as they saw the famous professor Charles xavier. Standing next to him were Scott Summers and logan. Peter barely managed to keep his cool, I mean who wouldn't be ecstatic! “Peter, cyclops and wolverine are standing 7 feet in front of us.” Ned said in a hushed manner.

“Ned shush one of them might have super hearing or something.” peter whispers, then quickly scans over the students. There was a girl with bubble gum pink hair and had a third eye on her forehead, a boy with brown hair and eyes who looked pretty average, a boy who had white hair, a girl with bug wings, and a boy with green skin and blond hair. None of them had any indications of super hearing but of course neither did peter….

Both groups made their way to the main debate room, the carpet flooring making an annoying ruffle sound as everyone walked. Peter has a love-hate relationship with his Super senses, on one hand they save his life on patrols all the time. On the other hand they also make the world hella annoying .

Both classes entered the room through the big wooden doors, and teachers started attendance. Bubblegum -what petar has taken to call the pink hair- has a slight drag to her step, which is making the carpet noises worsen ... god everyone is so lou- “Mr. parker.” his teacher said, voice raised, breaking peter out of his thoughts “sorry, present!” Peter quickly responded. a flush of pink appeared on his face, as the teacher continued with attendance.

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After what seems like forever, the teachers finally finish taking attendance. An announcer comes into the room and starts giving the layout , the topic is homework. Midtown against, Xavier's school for. 40 minutes to read and Prepare- blah blah blah. Peter runs his hands through his hair, god when will this guy stop talking so they can get to reading already?? Seriously, you would think this man has a gun to his head that will go off if he stops blabbing.

Sir yaps-a-lot finally finishes talking, and peter practically bolts to the study room Assigned to the Midtown team. Okay, is peter being dramatic and inpatient. Hint; the answer is yes.. But he's really excited! So excited that he accidentally.. rams into scott summers, on his way to the study area..

Peter falls back and hits the floor letting out a slight ‘humph’. “Im so sor-” peter paused looking up in surprise at the x-man..

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It had been a long trip to New York City from the school the day before. The students had been a very rambunctious bunch. Scott couldn't blame his students, they were bound to be excited for a trip to ‘the big apple’. That didn't mean that trying to get the kiddos into their respective hotel rooms was any less exhausting…he knew it was going to be a very Long trip. They had decided to stay for an few extra days so the teens could do some supervised exploring of the city.

Scott was looking around the room trying to locate his class's Study area. When something rammed into him from behind. Scott turned to see a kid from the other school, they were around 5’6 with curly brown hair and tan skin. “Im so sor-” the teen started to say, then paused slightly looking at scott wide eyed.

“Are you okay?” Scott asks the teen. They give a fast nod and quickly stand up off the floor. Brushing any dirt off themself before continuing their sentences.

“I'm fine, I'm sorry for running into you.. Um sir.” they say quietly, as they look at the floors. A pinkish hue starting to form on their face. “I um Shouldn't have been running.”

“It's fine kid, are you sure you're ok?” scott asks again Just to be sure, the kid gives a slight nod.

“Yeah i'm fine” The teen looks at the study room behind Scott and says a quick goodbye. “I gotta go bye sir.” and the teen quickly enters the study room, leaving scott to continue his search for the other study room

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Peter feels like an absolute disaster. He types away at the keyboard, looking for research to support his team in the debate. But of course he's flustered and struggling to pay attention. You would be flustered too if you ran full force into one of the fucking X-Men!

Peter really did try to focus, but quickly realizes it's no use… letting out a quiet sigh he stands up and exits the assigned study room. Peter was making his way to the washroom in hopes to use it as a place to calm down, when an all too familiar feeling washed over him.

His mind, Screaming at him about danger.. Peter looks around, trying to locate w̶h̶a̶t̶ who was making his Spidey sense blair like a blow horn. His eyes landed on a man with one of the all too familiar anti-mutant patches on his jacket ...there was an Irregular bulge in one of the pockets…and there was that all to familiar smell of gun powder.

“he has a GUN!” Peter yelled pointing across the hallway at the man without thinking…and one of the oh so familiar mutant chaperones, just so happened to be in the said hallway.

This was going to be a shit show.

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Logan was sitting in the hall too ‘cool off’. The class had been loud and all over the place, and although Logan will never admit it out loud he's aware of his… rather short temper. So he’s in the hallway, taking a short break to keep his temper in check. He may be strict, but he does care about his students and he’d hate to snap at them.

Then came a shout from down the hall. It came from a younger man based on the slight voice crack. “He has a GUN!” Those simple words would usually start a stampede, but thankfully there were only a few people in the hallway. Most of them rushed into a room and out of the halls. which left Logan with a clear view of the hallway. his eyes immediately honed in on a Scraggly man, with unkempt hair and a slight bulge in the left pocket…

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As soon as Peter yelled the words he immediately noticed one of the two chaperoning X-men standing in the hall. Peter was worried that the people in the halls would get in the way. but most people had cleared out, at the word ‘gun’. Peter watched the member of the iconic mutant team's eyes fall upon the armed man. they Unsheathed their claws. And peter takes that as his cue to quickly slip into the bathroom, not wanting to get in the way.

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Wolverine unsheathed his claws and ran towards the unkempt man… the man quickly pulled out the gun and aimed towards the X-Man. Wolverine Rolled out of the way as he heard the loud sound of a gunshot over head. Wolverine moved back onto his feet in a swift but jagged Motion then tackled the shooter to the ground causing them to drop the gun. He kicked the pistol out of the man's reach, and pinned their arms to the floor. “Who are you, And why do you have a gun?” he asked with a gruff voice.

“Get off me you filthy mutant!” the unkempt man responded loudly.

“Don't make me ask again bub.” Wolverine says in a low, threatening voice. A door could be heard slamming open and the sound of quick footsteps echoed down the hall.

“Is everything ok!?” the panicked voice of Scott Summers came from a few feet behind Wolverine.

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Scott was watching his class when he heard what sounded like yelling coming from the halls he looked over to Charles “do you think everything's OK?” He asked, a slight hint of wariness in his tone.
“Its most likely nothing scott, and if there is anything logan is in the hallway. He can handle it.” Charles responds trying, to reassure his old student. He knows scott is slightly anxious due to the recent increase of anti-mutant activity in New York city…. But the anti-mutant Activity in this city is still highly lower compared to most other major cities.

Scott looks at the door, then back at the professor. “Yeah you're probably right..” scott says, his eyes Glancing over his class.

Then the unfortunately familiar loud sound of a gunshot echoed down the halls. Scotts class flinched and Summers immediately hopped to his feet “class stay here don't open the door for anyone but me.” Scott opened the door and shut it with slightly too much speed causing it to slam. He then bolted towards the where the gun shot had rung out.

He turned the corner immediately asking “Is everything ok!?” his eyes landed upon Logan, then the man he had pinned to the floor and last but not least the gun a few feet away from the pair.

“Everything's fine, Summers. Don't get your panties in a twist.” the familiar, gruff voice of Logan responds to scott. Logan then turned his attention back to the man on the ground. “Now mind telling me and my friend over here who you are and what you were going to do with that gun?”

“i don't agh-” the man let out a yelp of pain as Logan tightened his hold. “Ok Fine! I was here to get rid of the stupid mutant team that was visiting. Agh!” the man yelped in pain again as Logan's grip tightened out of anger.

“Logan Loosen your grip on the scumbag.” Summers instructed with a slight edge to his voice, Logan let out a slight growl but Loosened his grip slightly.

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Peter was filing out the building with his class, the debate had been canceled, because some anti-mutant asshole had brought a gun to the community center. So now everyone has to leave for safety. Peter was disappointed because, no debate and Peter really likes debates! “Stupid anti-muante people and their stupid plans.” peter grumbled.

“I really hate them too” a male voice comes from behind him. Oh it's the bland looking dude from Xavier School. “My name is Elijah.'' he gestures to the girl with pink hair who was dragging her feet earlier. “That is Jessica, the girl with wings is Adah. white hair is James and green skin is Danio.”
“Oh uh cool nice to meet you Elijah..i'm peter and-” peter tries to Introduce himself, but then his teacher interrupts the Conversation.

“Parker, I just got off the phone with your aunt. You have permission to walk home.” His teacher informs him.

“Oh um i got to head home, nice to meet you elijah.” Peter awkwardly squawks out as he grabs his bag, Peter Gives out a quick wave to Elijah then turns to leave. Taking fast steps down the stone staircase. Taking a left turn and pulling out his phone. He turned down an alleyway a couple blocks from the Community Center. and hushed his voice as he called his aunt. “Hey may. Since I got off school early, I'm gonna- yes I'll be careful. love u bye." The phone call ends and Peter goes to an area of the alley where no one can see him. Looks like Spider-man gets some extra patrol time.

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“Yeah-ha” Peter cheered as he swung through the city, he could feel that familiar rush of adrenaline that he had gotten accustomed to over his time as a vigilante. He shot a web to a building on his left, gracefully landing on the roof- okay well he might have possibly stumbled a little bit.

It was currently 12:15 pm, he had only been patrolling for an hour or so. Peter usually Starts  patrol at 5 pm on the weeknights and he doesn't really have a tight schedule for the weekends. 

But thanks to the incident earlier he's starting early. The red and blue costume adorned teen Perched at the edge of the tall building trying to get a good bird- or dare he say bug's-eye view of the ground. 

“Ugh, where is all the crime when you need it!” The spider heroine complained, as he pushed himself back to a stand. He gets that it's the middle of the afternoon but, It's New York for crying out loud! 

 Queens obviously isn't having much crime at the moment which means he's gonna have to patrol outside of Queens today. Parker lets out a sigh at the thought…It's not that Peter has a problem with the rest of New York! It's just that he always somehow manages to run into an Avenger whenever he leaves the Queen's area. And that hero team isn't exactly particularly  ecstatic about a vigilante with a secret identity; who they have barely any information on.

The costumed spider grumbles as he jumps off the roof,  shooting a web at a nearby building and propelling his body down the street. “looks like I'm headed over to manhattan.”

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Charles wheeled himself up the ramp into the hotel, as he spoke with his former student.  “It's disappointing the debate got ruined for the students.” Charles turned and entered the elevator with Summers 

“But I have overheard them chatting about The Queen's neighborhood…I think it's a possibility our students may be trying to see a certain spider hero?” Charles went on to say as he clicked the button to floor 5. 

“....you want me to take them to queens?” Scott asks, Letting out a soft almost chuckle like huff.

“You know the students as well as I do, Scott. It's better to chaperone their scavenger hunt to see the spider, because we both know they will just sneak out if we don't.” Xavier says, turning his head to face the man standing beside him.

Scott let out a knowing sigh, rubbing his hand down his face. “Was I this much trouble?” he asks, looking at Xavier.

Xavier shakes his head in amusement “I do recall you, Jean and some other students Sneaking off on multiple occasions, yes.”  

As the elevator stops on Charles' desired floor he looks at Scott. “You better hop to it before the students go on a spider chase around New York City by themselves.”

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Scott sighs as he follows behind the students. “ Jessica hun stay on the sidewalk- Elijah buddy no walking off stay with the group” God this was like a wrangling sheep. They were going to go to queens- but then there was a reported sighting of spider-man in manhattan. So now Scott is currently trying to keep 5 students together, as they run around Manhattan on a hunt for a certain spider. 

“Stick to the group or else we’ll head back to the hotel.”

Scott threatens, causing the kids to shuffle closer together; not wanting the hunt for Spider-Man to end. “Thank you much bette-”

Elijah interrupts Summers, with a ‘report’. “OH! Spider-mans fighting like a big time bad guy near- '' But was cut short, when Spider-Man slammed into the asphalt road beside them. 

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Peter had literally just entered Manhattan and Almost immediately found a Villain! He probably shouldn't be excited about that, considering the giant metal Machine Is flipping over cars and causing loads of destruction..  

Peter aims his web shooter at a street lamp. Pulling himself off the roof and Gracefully landing on the concrete behind tinny. “Hey! nuts and bolts, what's got your wires in a twist? You lost?”

Peter jokes. Quickly rolling out of the way, as his spidey-sense gives him an early warning about the metal hand moving towards his face.

 “It's ok, it happens all the time, big city after all.”  he Jests. As he uses some web fluid to jam one of the machines gears. 

 “So What's your favorite type of music?  heavy metal, I'm guessing.” Peter quips. before shooting a web at a filming bystander, pulling them away from the fist trying to pancake them into the concrete.  It's like people don't have Any self-preservation these days. Okay peter doesn't have much or any room to talk, considering he has the self-preservation of a wet paper bag ... .but still. 

“Sorry to foil your plans but I don't really enjoy smashed humans.” Peter waves the citizen away from the fight. Before turning to the, now charging at him robot. He tried to move away but he was too slow. So much for a spider sense right? Tin man slams into Peter, sending him multiple   feet away into the asphalt.

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Scott's eyes widened at the figure of spider-man sprawled out on the asphalt road. He looked to see what had flung the hero only for his blood run cold. A sentinel. It was one of the smaller ones about 7-8 ft tall. But seeing one of those mutant Masquerading machines in person still brought back bad memories. Most of the horrid robots had been Destroyed by the X-Men in the early 2000s. But on rare occasions mutant hate groups still Manage to get their grubby hands on the smaller ones.

Scott turns to the kids a sense of urgency in his eyes. He looks down the Block looking for a  safe place to hide his kids. While spider-man could be heard groaning as he got up.

“Ugh- god.” the spider themed hero huffed as he stretched his, Somehow not broken , back. Before looking at the sentinel. “You could have just said you don't like my jokes. You didn't have to fling me down the street! ” spider-man yelled at the robot. Then shot a web at a nearby trash can slamming it into the metal man…. Of course it did little damage and the sentinel continued its quick approach.

Spider-man this time avoids the giant metal object trying to slam into him. Jumping off to the side landing on the sidewalk right beside Scott and the kids. Scott's eyes stopped his search for a place to hide the teens, when he heard the familiar yell coming from Danior. His eyes quickly landed on the car that was flung towards them.

Scott was about to laser the car when the spider themed vigilante jumped in front of the car, letting out a loud huff as he caught it. Spiderman seemed to relax after putting the 2 ton car down. Before turning towards Scott and the kids.

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Peter paused as he stared at the bystanders, it was the kids from the debate team! He had just saved an X-man! Peter shook his head, reminding himself he's in a fight and doesn't have time to fanboy. “You should probably get out of here.” he said to the group before turning back to the fight at hand.

“Hey tin-Man, you have a good can -do attitude but throwing cars is a bit over the top, no?”

He jests flipping out of the way as It charges at him again, this thing is big, strong, and destructive. think peter you have to destroy it fast. 

It seems to really like to run at people and it's big so Peter has the advantage of being fast.. He has to keep it from grabbing anything because it clearly can throw things. Oh there is a hatch on its back! 

 Peter's line of thought was unfortunately interrupted by the hunk of mental grabbing his leg.  

He let out a sharp hiss as the metal fist started to crush his leg. 

Peter had an immediate reaction. He twisted his body, raising his arm to shoot a flurry of webs into the Machine's arm joint.  effectively jamming the gears. Once the Machine dropped him to the ground he let a hushed yelp of pain… even with super healing it would take a couple days for that leg to fully heal..

He's hurt and he needs to end this fight fast. Quickly approaches the machine, despite the complaints from his leg, and sticks to its side climbing up to its back and prying off the metal mantle. Now having access to the barrage of wires that make up this evil robot, he reaches in and tears a bunch of them out. 

 Is Peter good at technology? yes. but sometimes the easiest way to destroy a robot is to just rip everything out. “Oh thank fuck ” he huffed quietly huffed. Jumping off the back of the robot. His leg quietly screaming at him as he lands…..the soft wail of sirens in the distance, is his que to leave.

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Scott watches as the sentinel is destroyed then quickly turns to his class as spider-man swings away. “Is everyone ok?”  he asks his class.

He gets a Barrage of  ‘I'm fine’s  and ‘we’re good’s from the class and he lets out a relieved huff.

Scott starts to herd his kids down the street in hopes to get back to the hotel before he gets any more gray hair.

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Peter was freaking out. Why? you may ask. Because of a field trip to the New York Hall of Science. Most of the time Peter would be ecstatic to go to an interactive Science Museum, but Xavier’s School was coming with midtown. Both schools had decided that a joint field trip would make good camaraderie after the whole debate fiasco. And that brings the identity problem up. Peter will be walking around with a hero chaperoning him, and possibly Charles Xavier a mind reader depending on how they split up the groups.

So here Peter sits freaking out on a bus that's driving towards the Science Hall. Apparently the sweat was visible on his forehead because Ned gave Peter a slight nudge. “You good dude? You're looking a bit pale?” Ned asks asks.

“Oh I'm good. just a bit nervous about the trip.” he answered, it was a half truth he was nervous about the trip, he just hadn't told Ned why, see peter hasn't exactly told Ned about his after school activities don't get him wrong, he adores his friend. but being subtle isn't Ned's strong suit. So here he sits a sick sense of deja vu.

“I get why, I mean so sick getting to hang out with 2 x-men!” Ned began a rant about the heroes, while Peter quickly began to worry again. He's being Irrational. He knows that. But for some reason his brain keeps coming up with ways that his identity could get revealed on this trip. Most if not all of these Scenarios are completely ridiculous. But paranoia will do that to a vigilante.

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Logan was counting heads to make sure all the kids were here, when midtown high’s bus pulled up. Logan knew that it was ridiculous to double check head count when there were only 5 students but after the mini sentinel attack -no matter how short lived it was- he was being extra cautious.

His eye flickered over to the students filing off midtown's bus. There were about 5 students, the one that caught his Scrutinizing gaze was a boy. He was the same age as the Logan students, so probably turned 15 Recently. The kid was radiating nervous energy, fidgeting with the strings of their hoodie. But Logan's attention was taken off the curly haired teenager and back to his students as he heard the familiar complaints of Adah “can't we just go in already?”

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Charles had been looking over a list of students, when he heard the complaint from his student. He couldn't help but chuckle at the lack of patience Adah possessed. “No Adah, we still have to group the kids up with the chaperones.” Charles responds to the Bored complaint, before looking back at the list of kids and Teachers.

“Ok Scott you’ll take these 2 students from midtown and jessica. The midtown teacher will take these 2 of his students and Danio. I’ll take Adah and these two midtown students” Charles began to make groups watching as the kids found their way so their perspective chaperone.

“And that leaves Logan with James, Elijah and..” Charles trails off, searching the clipboard for the remaining student. “Peter parker.”

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A teen presumably ‘peter parker’ awkwardly shuffled over to Logan, with the slightest limp noticeable in his left leg. The kid had an awkward smile on their face. and what could only be described as bustling baby curls, were being held back by a navy headband.

With that Charles clapped his hands to draw the already chatting groups of teens attention, “Okay now that we've got our figured groups out, we'll hand out the day passes, and you'll be free to roam the center. but make sure to stick with your group and meet at the cafeteria on the second floor at 11:52”
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Peter found his way to his group fidgeting awkwardly. If only Peter Parker could have the same conference as Spider-Man. Taking down a giant robot? easy peasy, fighting a random thug? an average tuesday, but talking to people like a normal person, Yeah that's where Peter Parker meets his match.

As they entered the museum Peter couldn't help but fall behind his group, having a field trip the day after injuring your leg fighting a giant robot really isn't convenient. Not that it would have been any better on his leg walking through the hallway rush if he had his regular classes today, but on the bright side at least no one's asked about why he's limping!

“What's wrong with your leg?” a naturally hoarse voice came from behind.

“my leg?” This is why Peter never looks on the bright side, it always jinxes it, “oh I tripped yesterday. Mr. um Howrlet?”

“It's pronounced howlett, and call me logan>” The response was gruff, though it was hard to tell considering how horse the X-Man's voice sounded naturally.

“Right.. Ok mr. Logan sir..”

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Logan watched carefully as the Midtown kid turned to follow the group, his eyes narrowing at the kid's leg. ‘triped’ his ass. With the bruising he saw peeking out from under that kid's sock; it more like the kid got hit on the leg over and over with fucking a metal pipe.

What Logan is trying to figure out is how that kid actually got that injury. Yesterday they seemed to be walking fine, at least that's what Logan could tell from the short period of time around the kid. So whatever injured them happened sometime between yesterday's afternoon and evening.

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Elijah watched as the Midtown kid fidgeted awkwardly, it had been 30 Minutes since they entered the museum and the other dude hadn't said a single word to them. It was obvious he wanted to talk, but just didn't seem to know how to start a conversation..

“Hey Peter, was it? What dye do you use?”

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Peter looked up at the other boy's question, blurting out a pitiful response “what?”

The boy -Elijah, peter recognized him as the boy he had been talking to yesterday- pointed to the cherry red streak in Peter's hair, “Your hair its cool, what brand of dye do you use,” he asked for a second time.

“Oh, uh, a random box dye? that I don't really remember the brand.” Peter managed to mumble out, the sentence was a complete lie, but what was he supposed to say? ‘actually this is natural. I was bitten by a radioactive spider and now I naturally have a red streak in my hair.’

“Oh, was it one of those spur of the moment things?” Elijah questioned, striding towards the next exhibit.

“Yeah, I thought I should try something new.” Peter responded, with an awkward chuckle at the end.

“Soo,” the other boy, Danio, cut in “lunch should be in a few minutes, logan says we should start heading over to the cafeteria…”

“Yeah, okay hey Peter you want to sit with us?” Elijah says I already turning to walk towards tha cafetera.

“Oh yeah sur-,” peter paused, as his ear started ringing, and man his teeth hurt, “Yeah uh sure, you wouldn't mind telling Mr. Howlett that I need to run to the washroom?”

“Uh sure?” Elijah responded, while peter had already began to run off..

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Peter was sweating, he was leaning against one of the sinks in the boys toilets, and honestly he was having major Deja-Vu from when he got bitten by the spider. His head was pounding like there were jackhammers in his brain, the world was spinning all around him and his teeth hurt badly. Not to mention his enhanced senses were all over the place. He could hear the chatter outside the bathroom, the smell of fresh bleach was assaulting his nose. and This might just be delirium, but Peter's pretty sure he can taste the air.

The world was loud, too smelly, too bright, and then- it stopped? The sound, It got quieter. the assault on his nose seems to lessen… Peter's breaths seemed to slow? They had been quick before…he didn't notice.

All that pain, the pounding in his head, the ache of his teeth, they seem to have just disappeared?

The slight shaking of his hands on the sink, was all that was left of whatever the hell just happened to him- Peter was not one to look a gift horse in the mouth, the pain had stopped. Everything was fine. There is no reason to be worried because it's gone. whatever happens is over.

Peter let out a relieved breath. He let go of his death grip on the sink and moved his hands to splash water on his face, cleaning off the sweat on his forehead.

Peter reached for the faucet handle only for his hand to freeze, as his eyes landed on the mirror.

Fangs. In his mouth. a brand new pair of sharp canines. This wasn't Peter being delusional; his canines were longer and definitely sharper.

Peter's mind went blank, honestly it was like he was on autopilot slowly reaching up to his mouth he then pressed his thumb against one of the new sharp teeth… and a clear red liquid spilled onto in finger-

He rushed his hand to the sink before the mystery liquid could do anything. then started pacing around the bathroom..

“I have venom…. Why do I have venom? My Stupid arachnid DNA should be stable-” well as stable as it can get…

So why in the world did he grow fangs? Peter stopped his pacing when he realized how bad his injured leg was hurting God it was going to hurt to walk all the way to the cafeteria.

Oh God the cafeteria! How was he supposed to go to the cafeteria when he had venomous fangs? people would notice.

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Logan tapped his foot waiting in front of the cafeteria for the midtown boy… It had been 10 minutes already.

“Is the midtown kid not back yet?” Charles asked wheeling up to logan.

“No. According to Elijah he ran off to the bathroom… that was 10 minutes ago.” Logan answered in an annoyed voice…

“Hmm strange, I'll send Scott to check on him.” The mind reader said, his tone calm.

“I can-” Logan began to protest before being cut off.

“This isn't a comment on you as a person Logan but, you do have the tendency to intimidate teenagers, at least the ones who don't know you,” charles Interrupts “ and in this case I think it's better if we send scott to check up on the teen.”

Logan got out of disgruntled scoff, but he knew wheels is right.

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Peter was in the bathroom trying to figure out what to do when a voice came from the entrance.

“Mr. Parker?” The Voice belonged to an adult, he had heard it before but it definitely wasn't familiar.

“Uh yeah im here” Peter replied, trying to keep the panic out of his tone as he quietly shuffled into one of the stalls.

What the hell was he going to do? There's an adult and he has fangs. How could he explain the fangs?? say he's a vampire, no that wouldn't work…

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Scott entered the bathroom, his eyes landing on the only occupied stall, “I was sent to check up on you are you okay?” he asked, trying to make this as little awkward as possible for the parker boy.

“Im fine totally fine!” the boys voice had a quiet shrill to it, Scott wasn't an idiot he worked with kids all the time.

“You sure?” Scott asked, his tone gone flat.

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The dude was on to him, Peter had heard that flat tone from adults before. But I can't go out there with his new Teeth job..

“ yeAh i'm just a bit nauseous that's all-” Peter said.

“You're probably just hungry, How about you come out of this stall and we go get you some food from the cafeteria” The voice that Peter -realized belong to Scott Summers- came from outside the stall..

He let out a quiet huff knowing he couldn't get out of this, he turned… and they were gone- his fangs had just retracted? If he was alone Peter would have freaked out cuz oh my God that's so cool! her but for now he just let out a long relieved breath, before exiting the stall..

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Scott watched the teen as they walked towards the cafetera.

“Sorry for bumping into you-” they said..

“Hmm?” Scott replied not quite sure what they were talking about.

“Yesterday I bumped into you while I was Headed for the area where my debate team was supposed to prepare.” the teen continued “honestly i was kinda excited for that debate, bummer it got canceled. Though I understand why-”

“Yeah, our kids were quite disappointed to, ah were here.” they arrived to the cafetera and the kid ran off..