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Chapter 3: Villain of the Week: Yappy DogsNotes:
Yo! You guys are amazing! And I got a shocking amount of writing done this week. And it's looking like this thing is probably going to be around twentyish chapters. But honestly I could stumble on a plot point that balloons that so not sure.
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Peter whooped as he slung himself over the top of three shipping containers. He ducked and rolled just as he'd been taught, before popping back up onto his feet. "That was AWESOME!"
"You did good, kid." Daisy clapped him in the shoulder with her good arm. Her right arm was in a bright pink cast with unicorn stickers on it. It was ridiculous and went all the way up to her shoulder.
He bounced on his toes. "So what's next?"
"Since I'm an arm down." Daisy gave a pointed look at her arm. "For no reason.-"
"It was shattered!" He interjected.
She sighed. "We're working on the basics. And you're not going out there without a bulletproof suit."
Peter hopped over to her laptop. "Did you find fabric that was bulletproof?"
"I sometimes forget we live in America." Daisy reached over switching tabs on her browser. "There is a legit company that just makes bullet proof shi---stuff. The backpacks were particularly disturbing."
"Oh that's messed up." He winced at the picture of a little girl holding a bullet proof bag.
Daisy clicked off. "Well the fabric should be here tomorrow, and I got you a backpack from them too. Also just...I bought a lot of stuff from them. I didn't expect my life to be filled with as many bullets as it is, but here we are."
"You know…" He trailed off wiggling his eyebrows.
She paused. "We're not suggesting powered quidditch to the Avengers."
"We so are, but no." He grinned. "If you're gonna be helping me out you're gonna need a mask."
Daisy paused. "I'm not a hero, vigilante maybe."
"According to the law heroes are vigilantes, or well most of us." He nudged her. "But my friends have seen you, and you're like super cool so they def will recognize you."
Daisy shoved him off. "Go stretch, then run the course again. Let's see if you can shave down some time."
"Do you have to shoot paintballs at me?" He winced slightly while poking at one of the many bright orange spots littering his old suit.
She grinned, showing just a bit too many teeth. "It amuses me."
"You'll think about the mask?" He skipped backwards.
Daisy rolled her eyes while picking up the paintball gun. "I'm covering your antics with a sniper rifle once you're trained up and in a safer suit."
"It's a great idea!" Peter laughed as he kept walking backwards. "YOU LOVE IT!"
"OW!"
"What did you do to yourself?" Ned hissed over his sandwich. "Did someone mug you?"
Peter leaned forward. "My sister's teaching me how to throw a punch." He poked at his fading black eye. "She has an arm in a cast and she still nailed me this morning." He pouted, it was no fair.
"That's so rad." Ned gaped, his eyes wide. "I still can't believe your dad never told you he had a kid when he was a teenager."
Peter froze for a moment. "Yes, cause that's what he did. So weird my dad never said anything." He cleared his throat. "Speaking of I have two sisters? And Darcy is like two years older than Daisy."
"Dude! Your dad could…." Ned paused at the expression on Peter's face. "I mean that's nice… is your newer new sister super cool too?"
Peter beamed, he and Darcy had made real progress. "She's super smart. But like Daisy is super badass right? Darcy's cool, but just not badass. Though she did tase Thor! So I think I just have the most badass sisters ever."
"Really!?" Ned took a large bite out of his sandwich. "What are the chances of that? I mean she has to be awesome if she tased Thor."
He enthusiastically nodded. "Darcy is letting me help her with her new grad project. She wants to create these shock absorbers. It's going to change so much! Like the applications are sweet. And she told me I can meet her boss when the semester ends and she goes back to her internship!"
"Who's her boss?" Ned took a sip from his milk carton.
Peter side eyed that no one was paying attention. "Doctor Jane Foster! The astrophysicist!"
"No way!" Ned's eyes were round like saucers. "You gotta introduce me to your sisters!"
He nodded excitedly. "Of course, you're my best friend."
"This year is dope. How do you get all the awesome family members? Like even your Aunt May is really nice." Ned pulled out a magazine. "Before I forget, did you see this? Ironman stopped some doombots last night."
Peter stared at the pictures and it kinda hit him that that was his dad. Like the coolest superhero he'd ever read about. The dude he had a poster of in his room. That was his dad, Tony Stark genius and hero was his dad. And holy shit...he got why Daisy didn't want to meet the man. Like that was terrifying to think about.
Peter swung in Darcy's open window. "Sup Sis!"
"Motherfucking shitballs!" Darcy spun around, screwdriver brandished in her hand. "You can't do that! Heart attacks are real and they kill." She pushed her safety goggles up, one hand pressed against her chest. "Call first, for realsies."
He pouted while grabbing a glass of water from the tiny kitchenette. "Wanted to hit you up before Daisy leaves the tailor she's bribing to make the suit."
"Huh, never thought I'd be the normal one in the family." She spun on her spinny stool to face him. "What up baby bro?"
Peter hopped up on the counter after chugging his cup of water. "Sooooo…. Daisy is like planning on disappearing in her van. Which is super cool, but not good? Like she should be safe and here."
"An intervention isn't gonna work kiddo." Darcy tossed him a granola bar. "Like she's a badass. Do not repeat that to your aunt. But Daisy'll have jack booted thug agent types crawling all over her if she stays too long."
Peter rolled his eyes. "Duh, but like what if we make it so the thug agents can't get to her?"
"Pranking the government. Excellent idea young padawan. You have a plan already?" Darcy's brows rose, it probably would have been more impressive if she didn't look like she just needed a nap.
He bounced slightly. "We just have to make people like her too much for it to be worth the media attention!"
"PR...your plan is PR?" Darcy's head tilted to the side, a thoughtful expression. "We could do it, maybe… You've got the friendly neighborhood hero thing going. And really it just has to be too much of a media event for SHIELD to steer clear."
Peter nodded excited that she understood. "See we just have to have her known enough and like publicized enough mean agent people can't like grab her."
"So PR, we could do that. But kid, she doesn't want to stay." Darcy picked up a half empty redbull can and knocked it back. She opened her mouth and then paused, her head tilting to the side. "But you know… our sis is really protective."
Peter considered that. "So if I stumble into big enough trouble she'll have to stay and help me?"
Darcy ran a hand through her hair. "That's super stupid, dumb dumb."
He pouted. "But it would work."
"And she and your Aunt May would lock you in your room with enough duct tape to keep even you from escaping. It'd be all distance learning and eating out of a straw till they were sure you weren't going to get yourself killed." Darcy stuck a pencil behind one ear. "That's straight up Loony Toon logic bud."
Peter slumped onto the shitty couch. "So you have any idea how to get her to stay?"
"We gotta let her do her thing. Like let the bird out of the cage. 'Sides, she likes us. Figure it'll be a bit like a boomerang." Darcy picked up a screwdriver.
He picked up his goggles so his fingers had something to fiddle with. "I don't want her to go. She'll get herself hurt."
"Probably. But you both are dumbass hero types." Darcy tightened something inside the guts of her project. "It's got to be a family thing. Cause I'm going back to my internship that's two for two on the alien invasions as soon as I finish up the semester. And your tiny butt is going to stop muggers and traffic accidents even if we conspire to steal your pajamas from ya. So we gotta let Daisy go do her dumbass thing too."
Peter sighed, shoulders slumping. "I still don't like it."
"Tough luck." Darcy's tongue stuck out slightly as she twisted, clearly reaching a mostly covered screw head. "So, how's the goggles going?"
He pulled up the glasses repair kid and opened up the side. "Mostly good, think I can open them up to a bit more light."
"Have you considered using a film so they only let in specific wavelengths of light instead of just dimming all light?" Darcy suggested, looking up from her advanced shock absorber.
Peter lit up. "Oh my god that's brilliant!"
"I know." Darcy smirked.
He grabbed his crate of spider projects. "I can make different sets for different times of day! Night vision here I come!"
"Just don't forget it's family movie night. We're watching Hairspray, my pick and I'll put glitter in your web shooters if you try to skip, it's non optional." She waved the screwdriver in his face in mock threat.
Peter held up his hands with a laugh. "Got it, got it." He rocked forward. "But we work on the gauntlets after Daisy passes out tonight right?"
"Totes, see if you can deconstruct them before tonight though. If they're already taken apart it'll go faster once we start working on them." Darcy picked up some rolled up notebook pages and passed them over. "And keep track of the small bits. The less we have to replicate the better."
He nodded. "They're super nice. SHIELD had to have really liked her."
"A budget. What I'd do for secret agent budget." Darcy pouted.
"Eh, we can do better. We'll care more." Peter stuffed the instructions into his backpack.
Darcy's face was amused. "Yeah, we'll make them better."
Peter yanked some gummy worms out of his bag. "Do you think red light or blue light would be easier for the goggles?" He picked his goggles back up
"Why not make both? You'd have back ups if one gets damaged." Darcy pulled her hair back with a glittery scrunchy. "You're sharing those worms."
He cocked his head to one side. "Study sessions have to have snacks."
"Very good young padawan." Darcy solemnly nodded.
Peter filled with sudden excitement. "After you graduate we should make lightsabers!!"
"Fuck it, let's do it." Darcy high fived him.
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Darcy's eyes closed in delight at the first taste of hot food she hadn't had to make herself. "Aunt May is this risotto?"
"It is!" May Parker ruffled Peter's hair where he was inhaling his food too fast to taste. And honestly Daisy was eating at about the same rate. "Not that anyone else here is tasting it."
Daisy's cheeks pinked slightly. "Thank you for dinner Aunt May."
"Honestly, you two have black holes for stomachs." May patted Daisy's cheek before settling into the armchair.
Darcy hummed as she sipped at the glass of wine she'd secured for herself. "You'll have to send me the recipe Aunt May. I haven't made anything that didn't involve a microwave in days."
"You're always welcome to come for dinner here." May smiled fondly at the three of them squashed on the couch. "You're family. Besides, Daisy already lives here."
"Temporarily." Daisy chimed in.
Peter stuck his tongue out at Daisy. "That's so dumb. You should just stay."
"I've got an international gang to track down." Daisy elbowed Peter. "Once they surface again I'll need to chase after."
May lowered her wine glass. "You'll always have a room with us."
Darcy heard the soft hitch in her sister's throat. She spoke up before Daisy could combust. "So one of my classmates from undergrad emailed me about something called the Accords. Sounds like bad news."
"I've read them." Daisy shot her a look of gratitude. "They're bad news."
May took a gulp of her wine before speaking. "Do you think they'll pass?"
"Maybe?" Darcy chewed on her lower lip. "Like people are scared."
Daisy chewed her bite of risotto with prejudice. "With Inhumans going through terrigenesis everywhere it's...aliens and powered people are affecting everyone. There's a lot of people who support exterminating those who aren't quite human."
"Surely it won't come to that?" May looked pale, her eyes focusing on Peter, squashed in the middle of the couch.
Peter's face was crinkled as he looked up. "Why can't we stop it from happening? I mean the Accords are bad right? They'd register everyone with powers and registering citizens isn't good right?"
"No, it's not good." Daisy wrapped an arm around Peter's shoulders, her elbow bumping into Darcy slightly. "But there's nothing we can do. Not without making things worse."
Peter's frown deepened. "But our dad could stop it couldn't he? I mean he's Tony Stark. Everyone loves Ironman."
"Rumor has it he's in favor of them actually," Darcy said gently. She shared a concerned look with Daisy. "The Accords won't hold up legally for more than a few years. It's probably best you two keep your heads down till they are repealed by Congress."
Peter was properly mulish. As he looked around the three of them. "Why don't we just talk to him? I mean we're his kids! He'd have to listen right? Like he's Mr Stark."
"You'd have better luck convincing his lawyers." Darcy sighed. "Look, hero types aren't half bad. I'm buds with Thor. But they have a tendency to like just do their own thing. And forget the other folks. I mean Thor ditched his 'Lady Jane' for over a year cause it wasn't part of the big save the day bit. So dumb, Janey's the best. And the smartest gal I know."
Aunt May cleared her throat. "So why don't you make sure Stark's lawyers convince him it's a bad idea? He's got to listen to his lawyers."
"He listens to Potts, and Potts listens to lawyers." Darcy allowed.
Daisy blinked. "I suppose I could hack them and piss them off enough they'd have to do something?"
"I can find online nerds who broke down Accords on reddit or something and link you to it?" Peter grinned. "I've already finished the whole semester's homework in computer science."
Darcy took a long drink of wine. "If we're doing this we're doing it right. No linking it back to us. I doubt Stark likes people hacking SI."
"Is planning vigilante crime before the previews a movie night a thing now?" May asked a sort of helpless resignation to her.
Darcy snorted. "Crime, risotto and Hairspray? What the heck, sounds pretty cool to me."
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Daisy stared at her baby bro. "I'll be shadowing you from the roofs. With a dendrotoxin sniper rifle. So two hours of low risk hero-ing."
"But I can wear the new suit?" He bounced on his toes.
She held out the bullet proof red and blue suit, complete with his newest version of his sense deprivation goggles. "Duh, the new suit is dope. Just remember petty crime only."
"I'm gonna rock this!" Peter hopped and then disappeared into his room to change into his suit.
Daisy huffed fondly. With a little smile she made her way into the kitchen. "Aunt May."
"He's going to be safe?" She asked.
"I promise to look after him. And his abilities are...he's got a built in alarm system for when things are going to hurt him. And I've got his back. Not to mention I'm setting up a computer surveillance program so you and Darcy can keep an eye on him once I'm gone."
May laid a hand on her forearm. "You're leaving that soon then?"
"Heard some chatter about a gang no one else is looking into because they're still pretty small time. But if I'm right they aren't small time at all." Daisy rubbed at the back of her neck. "Thank you for everything. Peter is luckier than he knows to have you."
She hugged her. "We'll miss you."
Daisy froze at the contact. She cleared her throat...she didn't know how to escape without hurting the woman's feelings. Stiffly she patted at May's back. It was nice, she just didn't… she didn't know May Parker well enough for this. But she liked the woman. Slowly she softened.
"Will you tell Peter tonight?" May pulled back finally, though she kept a hold on Daisy's upper arms.
She shook her head. "Naw, let him have a week to enjoy the hero shtick."
Daisy bit her lip to keep from laughing out right as she watched Peter's exciting day of hero-ing turn into walking old ladies home while carrying their groceries. It was cute. She tapped her ear piece. "Darcy, what do you think about making cookies?"
"Only if you help me test my new shock absorber. I think I had a breakthrough." Darcy's voice changed. "Wait, aren't you two out on patrol?"
Peter came through. "Can you at least pretend I'm gonna do something cool? Pleaseee?"
"How's the free churro?" Daisy teased lightly.
Daisy sipped at her slurpy, her feet hanging off the edge of the building. "Today exciting enough for you?"
"Ok that yappy dog was terrifying!" Peter pouted as sipped from his own slurpy.
She elbowed him while grinning. "It's tiny poodle teeth were going to rip right through your kevlar protected ankles."
"Shut up." He mumbled into his straw.
Daisy hummed. "So while you were hiding in a tree from a teacup poodle I was infecting SI's servers to make the accords the default screen in the legal department. Also PR, shouldn't hurt."
"If this doesn't work shouldn't we try and at least talk to Mr Stark?" Peter sucked on his slurpy with far too much enthusiasm before cringing. "Cold headache, shooting knife pains."
She considered knocking him off the rooftop, he'd survive. "We are not getting involved in the crazy that is the Avengers. That's how we end up in powered people gulags. Especially with the public mood we stay under the radar."
"Like blowing up Watchdog warehouses is under the radar." Peter snorted.
Daisy knocked him off the roof.
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