AU (alternate universe)

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You could feel the floor shaking from the blasting music from downstairs. You tried to ignore it and try to continue your book, but it felt like the music was getting louder and louder. You finally just gave up and threw your book down and huffed with anger. You stormed your way downstairs and bursted through the door to the kitchen.

''Can you turn that racket off?! I'm trying to read upstairs!'' you shout.

You paused as you heard what song it was, you knew exactly who listened to this kind of music. The song was blasting through the whole entire kitchen. Peter's favorite song.

Peter was doing a little dance, making you giggle. His back was facing towards you and his butt was moving side to side. And his foot was tapping to the beat of the song, he really enjoyed this song, it was one of his songs that were on repeat all the time. As it got to his favorite part, he took the pancake turner and brought it up to his mouth and pretended it was a mic.

''I'll be gone in a day or..''

''TWOOOOOOO!!'' he screamed out the last note, making you go fully into laughter.

The music continued to play and Peter didn't even acknowledge that you were inside of the room, he just turned back to the pan and continued to cook like nothing had happened. His foot still tapping, and his body still moving with the music. The music suddenly got turned off and Peter stopped handling the food and turned around the same time you did.

''Enough with the 80′s song bud.'' tony scolds.

''What? Is it against the rules to listen to 80′s music?'' peter asks, lifting an eyebrow.

''It's not the songs that are bugging me, it's your horrific singing. You should never become a singer.'' tony shakes his head.

''You should become a dancer, those were some interesting moves.'' you smirk.

Peter jumped a little, finally realizing that you were in the room. As you said the comment, he smiles at you with his pearly white teeth which practically blinded you from the perfectness. It was obvious he took very good care of his teeth.

''Oh crap!'' tony exclaims, patting all of his pockets.

''What is it?'' you ask.

''I left my phone upstairs, can you get it Y/N? It's in Bruce's lab, make sure not to touch anything in there. I'm working on a machine right now.'' tony warns.

You coughed and stared at him. He stared back, confused.

''Wow Stark, you sure are polite.'' you roll your eyes.

''Say please.'' peter coughs towards tony.

''Oh! Oh! Please?'' tony finishes.

''Yeah, sure whatever.'' you sigh.

You push passed Tony and head upstairs, on your way up, you said hello to other teammates that passed you on the way. You went to Bruce's laboratory and started to look for Tony's phone. As you searched, your eyes fell upon a machine with a big blanket over it.

''Tony said not to touch it, so don't touch it.'' you say underneath your breath.

You continued to search, but your eyes couldn't stop looking at the machine. You tried to control yourself, but after a while, you finally just gave in and rushed towards the machine. You threw the blanket off of the machine and gasped as you saw how cool it looked.

''That's so cool!'' you gasp in amazement.

Your hand runs across the shiny top, it suddenly went over a button and the button that it went over got pressed.

''Oh shoot!'' you shout, stepping back from the machine.

The machine started to power up, making you nervous on what happened.

''Tony said he was working on it though, so that means it isn't all the way finished, right?'' you ask yourself.

You were wrong, the machine was ready to shoot. And shooting it did, it blasted you with a laser, making you yelp in pain, suddenly knocking you out.

***

''Y/N..'' a voice echoed through your head.

''Y/N!!'' the voice came ringing into your ears again.

''Wake up! We're up next! And the Kilgore Twins ain't gonna win like last year! Those damn cheaters.'' he says angrily, grinding his teeth together.

''HmmmMhmm.. Peter?'' you say with a big of a slur.

''Yeah, now get up! Will ya?!'' peter started shaking you awake.

''Kilgore Twins?'' you lift an eyebrow.

You sit up and held your head, the last thing you remembered was getting shot by Tony's machine. As you focused your sight, you about went into complete shock, you weren't in the laboratory anymore. You were backstage in some kind of building, you looked down and saw that you were dressed all fancy.

''What the hell happened. Where the hell am I? And why the hell am I dressed in these weird clothes?!'' you shouted, jumping to your feet.

''What are you talking about? We're-''

''Next up we have Peter and Y/N!!'' an announcer made.

''Come on! We're on!'' peter shouts, taking your hand and rushing towards the curtains.

He ran onto the stage with you connected with him, when you got to the stage he let go of your hand and looked at you. There was a mic on the edge of the stage, you gulped in fear as you saw that there was a whole crowd watching.

''Y/N. Go sing the song!'' peter whispers, pushing you up towards the mic.

You fell right into the mic, knocking it over. It gave terrible feedback, making everybody groan in annoyance.

''Just start singin will ya?!'' somebody shouts from the audience.

''I wanna see some ass! Take off your clothes!! ALL OF IT!!!'' a man screams.

His disturbing comment made the whole crowd go wild, you soon realized that the crowd was filled with all men. You roll your eyes and started to exit the stage, but as you tried to leave, some sort of force brought you back to the mic. You struggled to move away from the mic because something was holding you in place. Your hand suddenly gets forced to hold the microphone, your lips came close to the mic and the music started. The music started and your lips started to move. The crowd settled down as they started to hear your voice, you weren't even controlling your own voice right now! 

The sound that you were hearing was absolutely angelic. You didn't even know that you could sing like that, but you also didn't know what was going on. You continued to sing and you took the mic off of the stand, you turned around and saw that Peter was dancing around the stage. Peter smiled at you as he danced around, he was absolutely amazing at dancing! But.. That wasn't the Peter you knew, you knew something wasn't right. 

And you knew something wasn't right ever since you arrived. Peter comes up to you and grabs you by the waist, pulling you close. You were still singing as he put his forehead against your forehead. You closed your eyes and just enjoyed the moment with Peter, you never really had time with him, but right now, it felt amazing. He pulls away and continues to dance around the stage, the song finally ends and you stood there, breathing heavily.

''YEAHHHHH!!!'' the audience hoots and hollers.

Peter came up to you and put his arm around you, he bowed and brought you down with him. The announcer came out and stood on the other side of you, he didn't even say anything and grabbed your wrist. He lifted it up and everyone boomed with cheers, it was obvious that you two won. The trophy gets handed to you and Peter cheers and hugs you with happiness. Peter takes your hand and went outside. 

The sudden chill of coldness came rushing down your back, you held yourself and shivered.

''So.. We won?'' you say in more of a question.

''Duhh we won! I'm the best out of everybody who was even there!'' peter laughs, running his hand through his hair.

''Y'know, I was singing too.'' you say.

''Yeah yeah.. But everybodies attention was on me, you were more of a.. I don't know.. Background singer? I was obviously the main spotlight tonight.'' peter smiles, puffing out his chest.

''Dude! I literally just-''

''Oh shut it! I'm the reason that we're still famous.'' peter rolls his eyes.

I paused in my steps and stared at him with disgust, this certainly wasn't the Peter I knew.

''What the hell Peter? Why are you acting so stubborn? Like.. You're acting like such a bitch right now.'' you say, crossing your arms.

''You're the bitch Y/N. We're only on tour together because I know how to dance, and you know how to strip. You think that you're famous because of singing? HA! People only love you for your body, other than that, you're a fat piece of sh-''

''It's Peter and Y/N!!'' you flip around and saw a stampede of paparazzi sprinting up to you.

''It's the paparazzi, Y/N. Kiss me.'' peter says, pulling you close to him.

''Kiss you after what you just said to me?! I think not!'' you spat.

You pushed away from him in anger and started to walk off, pictures were being snapped everywhere. You shielded your eyes and shooed the paparazzi off, hoping that they'd leave you alone. You suddenly feel two arms wrap around your waist, you twist around, suddenly smashing your lips onto Peter's lips. Your eyes went wide as he started to passionately kiss you, anger was taking over your body. You ripped out of his grip of you and slapped him in the face, Peter yelped in pain and held his cheek.

''You're not the Peter I love!'' you screeched, tearing up.

''What the hell are you talking about Y/N?! I'm Peter Parker! You've been my girlfriend for five years!'' he shouts back.

''Well it ends there! We're over!'' you scream.

You sprint off, leaving Peter confused and cold. You wiped your eyes and started to head back to where you thought the tower was going to be. As you traveled to the tower, you felt like a popsicle when you arrived at the tower. It looked the exact same, and you hoped to see Steve or Tony, or somebody to make you happy. As you made it to the doorstep, you opened the door and saw that all the lights were out, there was no furniture, nothing. 

You ignored the fact that everything was gone and went up to the lab, hoping the machine would be there. When you opened the door, sitting right there in front of you was the machine that got you here in the first place. You stomped over towards it and looked around it for a button, but there was no button on it! You couldn't hold your anger in more and let it out, screaming in complete anger.

''I hate this machine! I hate the Peter in this universe! I hate being this.. Whatever I am!'' you scream, throwing a fit.

You kick the machine in anger, suddenly regretting your decision.

''Oooowwww!!'' you howl in pain.

The machine suddenly started to sound like it was starting up again, it blasted you again, knocking you out once again.

***

''Is she okay?'' peter's voice echoed through your head.

''I don't know, I found her on the ground knocked out.'' tony's voice came ringing into your ears.

You blinked and saw that Peter and Tony were standing right there in front of you. Peter looked down and saw that you woke up, he gasps and smiles.

''Y/N! Are you okay?'' peter asks, placing his hand on your forehead, checking if you had a fever.

''W-What.. What happened?'' you ask, confused.

''Well, you were taking about forever getting my phone, so I went upstairs to see what happened and you saw you were knocked out on the floor, so.. Yeah.'' tony shrugs.

''P-Peter.. You're.. Are you a dancer?'' you ask.

Peter and Tony exchange glances and than look down at you, they both burst into laughter. Their laughter made you chuckle.

''In a million years.'' peter laughs.

''If he was a dancer. Oh the drama that he'd start.'' tony laughs.

''Yeah.. The.. The Drama..'' you smirk.

''Why did you ask me that Y/N? Are you going delusional?'' peter asks.

''No.. I.. I guess I had a dream that I was a singer and you were a dancer and we were together. And than you got big headed and fame went to your head and we got in a fight.. And I don't know.. You were stuck up.'' you explain, sitting up.

''Well, he's stubborn sometimes, but knowing Peter, he couldn't even hurt a fly. So I doubt he'd ever fight with you Y/N.'' tony says.

''I would never fight with you Y/N. You're to precious to me for me to lose you.'' peter blushes.

You smile and pull Peter into a kiss, making him widen his eyes. You just continued to kiss him, you loved the Peter you were talking to. Peter finally pulled away and stared at you with confusion, but satisfaction.

''Does this mean that you like me?'' peter asks.

''It means I love you.'' you correct.

Peter smiles and pulls you into another kiss, making you smile with happiness, you got the Peter you wanted back. The one you knew, and loved.

~

The End