It's All Just Static In My Head {Peter Parker & Avengers Fic}

((Monday, April 20))

"Ha, he's so disgusting. . ." 

Peter and Ned stopped their pleasant discussion at the lunch table as they saw - and heard - Flash stand nearby with his group of "friends." They looked at each other in annoyance, and did their best to ignore the bully like they always did.

"Does he ever stop eating?" Flash laughed. "What a pig!"

Oh. Oh.

Neither of the boys were prepared for this–Peter was always their target, not. . .not Ned.

"He sounds like one too!" One of his friends added in, causing more laughter. Someone pushed their nose up like a pig's, and started chanting "Oink! Oink! Oink!"

Peter glanced over at his best friend, and was furious to see Ned pale, tears in his eyes. "Hey, Ned, you okay?" Peter felt dumb asking that; of course he wasn't okay!

"Y-yeah, I'm fine." Ned muttered. "They're just jerks, besides, they've said worse."

"Do you want me to get them to stop?"

"No, Peter, just leave it alone." The teenager looked miserable as he gave his food a disgusted look. 

"Do you think he eats so much because he's depressed daddy isn't around?" Another bully chipped in. "Waa, dada left me and my whore mother alone when I was a baby, waa!! I need ice cream!!"

The laughter grew louder, especially as other students heard. Peter tried to stand up so he could stop this madness, but Ned grabbed onto his arm. "No, Peter! They'll beat you up, it's not worth it!"

"Hey!!" Another voice yelled, and for a moment Peter thought it was a teacher, thank goodness , until he noticed it was Mj–who was even better than a teacher. "You shut your damn mouth, Flash, your parents are only around because it'd look bad to the media if they left their baby at an orphanage. Besides, they need an heir for their company." 

Flash's face dropped from amused to hurt to anger, and his hands curled into fists. "You shut your mouth and go back into the kitchen! That's the problem with girls nowadays, they think they can say whatever the hell they want!" 

Mj looked ready to punch Flash, but Peter knew if she punched him first, she'd get into a lot of trouble (any of them fighting would get into trouble, but Flash would be able to use a claim to self defense, thus lessening his punishment. Stupid no tolerance rules).

"Flash, just shut up." Peter sighed, leaving the table and walking over to the group of bullies. "Nobody wants to hear your voice while we're trying to eat."

"Oh yeah?" Flash sneered. "Make me, Penis. Gotta defend your girlfriend, right? Now tell me, is it Mj, or Ned? Knowing how much of a faggot you are, it's Ned." 

"Ooo." A small crowd of watchers was starting to form. 

"At least I'm not so disgusting, I think love is bad." Peter glared at him, and Flash just scowled back. "What, can't think of a good reply?" 

Flash swung his fist at him, and Peter ducked underneath it, causing the quickly growing crowd to grow wild. Peter dodged a few more swings, as he was used to fighting better fighters as Spider-Man. 

"Where are your friends now, Flash?" Peter laughed. Flash snarled, and charged at him. 

"At least after this, I have parents who can come deal with you." The boy gave him a shark grin. "What about you, Peter? Your parents are dead. Your aunt is dead. Did your uncle actually forgive you for killing her, or does he hate you like everyone else?"