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Morgan was screwed.
Totally. Supremely. Utterly screwed.
She could feel the glare from Peter through his mask as they were fighting with the wizard and his golem look-alike monster army.
She sneaked back to the battle with her Iron Lady Armor after Peter told her to take cover. She was 14, same age as Peter when he started being Spider-Man, she should be allowed to help in Avenger’s business.
“So… I know what you are gonna say.” Morgan began as she blasted a monster.
“I don’t want to hear it.” Peter gritted out as he punched and kicked a golem into a wall.
Morgan winced, “I know you said to go hide but I can explain.”
“Now I have to hear it.” Peter used his webs to slam two monsters into each other.
“I just happen to have the suit and Karen told me where you were and it looked like you could use some help. Besides you helped me make it, so it’s kinda your fault I am here.” Morgan could feel the glare intensify on the back of her head as she blasted another golem.
Her brother appeared beside her, “You want to take that back?”
“I’m sorry. I take that back. I just want to-”
“Morgan!” Peter took hold of her shoulder and tried to flipped both of them out of the way, she saw a flash of light them just as she reflexively closed her eyes.
She opened her eyes and felt her helmet withdrew to stare at her not quite dead dad and mostly not-dead avengers staring at them.
Her stomach felt like it took a roller coaster ride through the cosmos. She suppressed the urge to vomit her guts out.
She heard “Shit!” muttered by Peter and she wholeheartedly agreed with that sentiment.
They were at Leipzig airport in 2016. This day could not get any worse. Dammit she should have just lit the canapéson fire.