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    Peter Parker was tired.  He spent all night fighting bad guys and than sneaking into the apartment. Thankfully his Aunt was already asleep at that time and... 2 hours is okay for sleep right?

Back to now, Peter was on side walk, music was blasting through his headphones  ( his choice being Star Was theme), minding his own business when his Peter senses went off. 

Cue him lefting his hand up in the air. He was aware when he felt a weight in his arms, made him gasp as he looked up. A blue blanknet and crying baby. 

He didn't drop the baby as he held it close. 

" This isn't my baby" he squeaked out his wide as saurces. 

" Whose baby is this, is it..." he glance at the people surrounding him. Holding baby out. 

There was scream and he blinked. Looking up  He saw  screaming women cry out as she dashed back inside. 

" Oh thank Thor I wasn't ready for being a father" he muttered waiting for the shocked mother to grab the kid. 

Peter just smiled awkwardly shuffled to leave. He didn't know what to say. And he sure he heard a click of camera. He left shaking his head as the mother wanted to give him something. 

"Sorry have to go.." he weakly smiled at the other before taking off in run. 

It wasn't till next day, when his Twitter went off.  A million people had followed him?   

He texted Ned hopping his friend saw this. His eyes still wide as he did so.

Ned responded fast sending him a link. 

DUDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDE

                                                                    ?????

Check Twitter!!! 

        He rolled his eyes and scanned twitter trending topics. 

Teenage Boy from Brookelyn saved a Baby!

Who is the new NYC Hero? 

Peter Parker is a hero!

Peter stared at the words, as if they were not real. He Closed the app and open it, but he swore more people were following him.

Peter Parker a hero?  He wasn't Tony Stark, he was just Peter! He only had two friends  and mostly spent time doing nerdy things. But there it was his photo was all over the internet. He was trending for Thor sake? He didn't know how to react.  Sure he was Spiderman but this was different. It didn't help when he nearly threw his phone at the sight of nofication. 

@iamironman 


           That's my Intern!! Proud of you Kid!



He booked it home before falling to the couch. A old  but warm red couch. He heard May walk in  concern. 

" Peter" she asked, with concern look, once Peter moved to look at her. 

He didn't say anything but shoved his phone to her. 

His aunt took the phone, reading. And before Peter could say anything, May pulled him into a hug. 

"Your Parents and Ben would be so proud of you Pete" she said warmly. It made his anxious thoughts go away as he hugged her back. He hoped so, maybe this would all disappear. 
                              

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         Peter had  a lot of strange things that happen with his life.  But right now, almost falling asleep during dodge ball and Flash deciding to throw ball at him, wasn't something he wanted to happen. 

Lets rewind..

It was week after " saving the strange Toddler" and he still had people following him on twitter. And it was too weird to think about. 

Peter wasn't popular, he was nerd and many other things according to Flash Thompson. Speaking of Flash Thompson , he was standing on the other side of the gym, with a smirk on his face. Which of course isn't good. 

But Peter was drifting out of sleep, his head nearly falling against his best friends Ned Shoulder. 

MJ who totally maybe had doctors note to get out of it, was sitting by bleaches sketching Peter Parker with look of amusement. 

However, that changed, because of bright idea that Flash had. Just knock Peter off his feet or send both of the fiends falling to the ground. It would amuse him greatly and plus he would definitely hold it over their head for while. So it was his perfect plan or as long as the Gym teacher Wilson wasn't paying attention  would work. 

 As soon as  the coach looked away, Flash pulled his arm back, focused on the target and ... the ball started to soar. 

Peter who was half asleep on the other side of the gym, eyes closed as he softly mumbled as Ned was trying to get Betty out, he didn't see the ball soaring. Peter himself didn't think about it, it just happen. He threw his hand up stopping the ball and he threw it back at Flash, but harder. 

He didn't notice till he heard loud thump, and a gasp. 

Flash who was holding his hands in front of nose, was sitting on the  wooden floor of the gym in shock. The Ball laid by him, and he couldn't move. 

Peter Parker got him out..! 

Peter the boy who who was too nerdy to be good at sports.. got him out. He stood up angry in protest as Ned turned to Peter. 


"Dude did you just" he whispered loudly. Peter wasn't saying anything through. His dazed eyes started to focus, and mouth slightly open. He went to say something before Wilson told them to get changed. He gladly ran out of the room, wishing he was instead at home in his warm bed. 

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The last thing Peter wanted was for everyone know him. He was suppose to be just normal kid , besides his powers. 

But it was Saturday when it went wrong.... AGAIN. 

Rogues were back. Literally  back from where ever they were. And Peter wasn't sure what to think about it.  And he didn't want to bug ( ha ) Mr. Stark. 

Through nobody told him, why they were here. And nobody told him until  Steve Rogers was talking to his aunt outside a feast truck. Standing there with a hat  on his head. Clearly trying to be some what normal. But the angry rose with in Peter as Steve Rogers was talking to his Aunt. And his Aunt was smiling, not flirting which he was thankful. She looked almost mad, and Peter knew why. After all he did explain what happen once she figured it out. 

Yet when Steve finally notice that the other was there, he smiled " Hey there son" 

Red

      Peter saw  Red, or.. he blinked and he found himself standing next to  STEVE ROGERS WHO WAS ON THE GROUND  and holding his jaw. 

May looked shocked and proud, and didn't really hit him till he heard voices behind him.

Shit... 


"Don't call me Son" he mumbled weakly as he heard the talking grow louder. His aunt didn't bothered helping the solider up. She grab Peters arm and pulled him with her inside, away from the crowd. 

" Peter... " she started amused look on her face.  "Maybe punching former Avenger in front of News Station wasn't the best idea". 


Blink

                      Blink

Peter turned his attention outside, and he nearly squeaked. News camera , the local one was outside the Feast. Women in suit talking to now up Steve Rogers. 

" Oh no.... Mister Stark is going to see this" he whispered eyes going wide. 

This only was followed by laughter. He was so..