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The constant ticking from the clock was annoying. Every second that went by only made him more nervous. Because she could have died. And now, here he was staring at her in the bed. Bandage wrapped round her head as her chest rose and fell with each breath. If Tony Stark hadn’t gotten back to her first, if the plane hadn’t been faster. He really didn’t want to think about last night. He’d beaten the Vulture, saved his life as well from his own equipment. Then as soon as he tied him up, he was off to Marinette. But he was so far away. If Happy hadn’t gotten Peters phone location, neither him nor Stark would h

Ned was a heck of a good man in the chair. Peter was a terrible driver, thank Kwami she had seatbelt on as they ended up crashing, fully on the cars side. “Next time...” Marinette whimpered as she stared at the floor. “Just put your foot on the brakes. Maybe then I won’t have grey hair by the time this mission is over.” Peter panted as he sat in his corner. “S-sorry.” The car flopped back onto its wheels and both exited the car. “Ned, keep trying to get Happy, don’t let that plane take off. We can’t have him rob Mr Starks plane.” Both teens stopped outside the warehouse. 

The last thing she expected was a sudden phone call from Peter one night. Mostly the homecoming dance night. “Hey Peter.” Marinette said, her eyes focused on her current clothes project to show her mentor. “H-hey.” Peter stammered, Marinette sat back, he sounded panicked. “Peter, what’s wrong?” There was a long pause. “He’s Liz’s dad!” Peter hissed. “I need my suit.” Marinette stood quickly. Liz’s dad and Peter needed his suit. “Oh, god!” Marinette panicked as she realised. “You’re safe right?” “Y-yeah I’m good. S

He thought he’d done well. He’d caught up with the bad guys, managed to catch them red handed and even bring a few down. But like he said, he thought he’d done good. But then everything went to hell as the FBI was on the ship, then the vulture attacked and his fight ended up splitting the ship in two. He’d nearly killed everyone on the ship. If Ironman hadn’t turned up and saved him and everyone. So here he is now, sat on a roof and being told off by Tony Stark. He’d had enough of this. “If only you had just listened to me!” He was angry; he tried and tried to warn people. Only Marinette l

If Marinette would have been told that Peter would give her grey hairs before she was thirty, she would have laughed it off. The weekend Peter was away, however, sure proving that wrong. He’d tracked the bad guys, ended up getting trapped in the process of catching them. Had found out that purple thing they found was a bomb, that Ned was carrying it. That had gone off on one of Washington’s tallest monuments. The fact he had managed to save them all from sudden death at the last second had left her panicked. She really hated the feeling of not being on the battle field. So she could only stand nervously with May, (who had picke

After an embarrassing car ride, Peter, Ned and Marinette gave May a short wave as she drove off. Peter stood still stiffly as Marinette turned to look at the house. “It’s a nice place.” “Totally, Liz’s family are really well off.” Ned chimed as Peter slowly followed behind and gave Peter a nudge. “You bring the suit?” Peter stopped as Marinette glanced over. “Suit?” Peter didn’t answer as he pulled up his sleeve to Ned. Marinette looked at the two questioningly, what was going on? “I’ll explain later.” Peter stated to Marinette as Ned walked ahead. Marinet

He was nervous, very nervous. He watched as students from the art academy walk out in groups and Peter glanced about them all. Hopefully he got to see her. Minutes past, but there was no sign of her. This was her usual way out, to go home. Did she avoid him? He stared about as people walked away, some giving him funny looks or chuckling at him. Was Marinette still angry with him? After two months? He growled and turned to walk away. “What a waste of time.” “Peter?” The French-American tone made him stop. He slowly turned around to see Marinette looking at him in surprise. Her eyes met his as her mouth was slight

The setting sun basked the city of New York in a chilled evening glow and up above the bustling streets of Queens sat in red and blue, the Spiderman. He was sat on the railing on one of many fire escapes. He had just finished another day of hero work and was ‘reporting in’ to one of Tony Starks staff. But while once again he got no reply he just couldn’t seem to enjoy the time he’d spent the last two months. Mainly cause he’d had an issue that had yet to be solved. Though he wouldn’t admit it, he missed having Marinette hang around with him. Peter flicked open his phone with a heavy sigh as he looked at

The avengers are no more. That was the current news that fluttered every news stand, talk show and anyone preaching it. For Marinette, she could only sit back and listen. What could she say about it? Not much, but she was worried though. Peter had been there, she’d caught glimpse of his red suit, though the angles were bad and blurry. His suit looked blue in the bad clips, which wasn’t possible. He’d been back a few days but they hadn’t met up and he said he had a surprise for her. The silence was deafening and it made her wonder. What had it been like being there? Kwami she was so jealous he got to be there, eve

“So who’s this girl you’re swinging around with? She make your suit?” Tony Stark asked Peter as he flicked through the videos. “Is she your girlfriend?” Peter just stared at the hero. Not only had he been caught out by Tony’s sudden arrival only then, to have his identity blown clean out the water by him by his idol. Then he goes to ask about Marinette. “She isn’t my girlfriend. I’ve only known her a few months.” He sighed in frustration. You hang out with someone almost daily and suddenly everyone thinks you’re dating. Tony watched the car catch recording and the inte