It All Started In A McDonald's...

Author stop making weird titles that make no sense.

There's literally minimal trauma uncovered and it's a filler chapter??? Makes a lot of sense to me.

Yeah but like, why would you call it that. And why don't any of these chapters have normal names?

Because I'm not a normal human? Are you still annoyed I woke you at 3am the other night because the insomnia was kicking in and I needed to talk with you?

I'm not annoyed, MJ does that all the time, and I do it to her. I just think you should change your writing hours. They probably shouldn't be from 9pm onwards.

Rude. That's when my best ideas come. That's when I emerge from the darkness. That's when I truly awaken and become my best self.

We're both chatting nonsense to each other.

We are :D Maybe we can agree to just get on with the chapter?

Sounds good.

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I'm not saying Ned is an idiot, but Ned is an idiot.

Since he's the only mutual friend of Peter and I that knows anything about our secret lives, we talk a lot about our Avenger business. Obviously not enough to breach the secrecy policy... well, no, it does breach the policy but it isn't like Ned's going to tell anyone... well, actually, he's very likely to let stuff slip, but it isn't like he's an idiot...

Well, he is. Sort of. Like I'm not saying he's an idiot, but he's an idiot.

Why's Ned an idiot? Well, I dunno. He's just a bit... how to say? Naïve, for a straight A student. That's probably the nicest word for it.

We told him about the fact we think Stark's getting assassinated on that party thing, and his immediate reaction was...

"What does assassination mean?" he asked, looking confused. At first, I blinked like a cartoon character, just minus the eyelashes they all seem to have. But he was actually serious.

"Are you dumb?" I asked, flatly. "How old are you, four?"

"Nah, but Ned, we've literally learned about several presidents' assassinations in history," Peter pointed out, dumbfounded. "Did you never even stop to think what it actually meant?"

He looked sheepishly at the floor in Peter's room. "No."

"It's basically murder," I said, deciding to shrug it off. "Anyway, so we're going to the party to stop it happening. My mentor has a whole plan and shit. He's going stir crazy, but he's got a fair bit of experience so I think we're alright."

"If he's going crazy are you sure he's not making it up or convincing himself of something which isn't gonna happen?" Ned pointed out.

"I'm sure he wouldn't make that shit up," I dismissed, but Peter was pulling a thinking face. That thinking face always bothered me. "What is it, Parker?"

"It's not an unfair point, that's all," he shrugged. I continued to stare. "Well, just thinking. What if he is actually going insane? I mean, c'mon, he's been cooped up in there a lot, and Mr Bucky said he isn't acting like he usually does-"

"Since when did you talk to Barnes?" I asked, confused.

"Not often, but doesn't that count for something?" he pointed out. "Mr Bucky didn't look worried, per se, but then, he only has one facial expression. And both of us can tell he's way more hyperactive than normal. He could just be getting carried away with some little hints he's found. Maybe he's just trying to make them connect when they don't necessarily."