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Are you kidding? 'Course I do. [Well no, he doesn't, but with great power comes great need to babysit old men, apparently. Play nice, guys.] Gotta have someone there to call a time out if things don't go well, right?

[Maybe part of the reason he's calmer about this than he should be is how much he doesn't know. Despite working for Bruce Banner, having spoken to Tony Stark, having everyone and their mom bring up Captain America to him, and dealing with Schmidt for a while now, he doesn't know anything. Not about them, not about their pasts, how they relate...

The longer Peter lives here though, the weirder those forms become and the more looming the feeling that he was missing something. He had a lot of experience with information being kept from him, so he knew the signs.

Then, some kid from Ohio with a lot of comic books let something slip. 'I have your figurines, along with the other Avengers. ...It's complicated.'

Welp. That sounded like one heck of a tree-house club. And since everyone and their mom who knew who Spider-man from 'comic books' also seemed to know Captain America from his comics... well, Peter put one and one together and figured this was his best shot of reaching two.]

I wanna talk to you about the Avengers.

[Gonna just. Gauge the reaction here. If Steve stares at him like he just grew antlers, he'd just cough, change topics and say something about Facebook again. Epic distraction tactic with a guy from World War II.]

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You're brave, I'll give you that. [He can't think of many people that would willingly come between him and Schmidt. But he can't be sure this kid really knows what he's getting himself into, either.

Still.

When Peter brings up the Avengers, Steve has to pause. He wasn't expecting that, and not just because Peter was young. He knew several young heroes. He was okay with them, because he knew what is was like to be told no. He didn't want to do that to these kids here, especially because he knew they would probably just go behind his back if he did say no. It was what he did. And even then, he doesn't even know if that what Peter is going to ask about.

So, after a brief moment, he clears his throat and looks curiously at Peter.]

Yeah? What about them?

Well, gee, shucks.

[He has no idea. Or some idea. Maybe.

Either way, it doesn't make him brave, really. He'll take the compliment and leave it up to test; they'd see how this truce went, if it wasn't a waste of time.

Peter had a feeling he'd learn, one way or another.

Speaking of learning...]

Mind telling me more about them? Guess I should know, if I'm a member.

[That cocky grin? Yeah, it's hiding the fact that he has no idea what that means and wants to so badly because as far as other 'super heroes' go...?

All Peter knows is there are apparently 'a lot' of them here, and unless they're getting an A++ in Secret Identities 101, he isn't sure why the only one he knows about is you.]

[Guess i should know, if I'm a member.

That takes Steve by surprise, of course. Did that mean this kid was from their world, or an alternate version of their world? Because he didn't have the slightest idea who this kid was, and how he was part of the Avengers. But considering Peter asked for information about the Avengers, he's guessing Peter isn't entirely sure, either.]

It's a team. A team of heroes meant to protect the Earth. Or Somarium, if you will. [Because they still did everything they could to protect this place, as did so many other heroes here.]

[Peter stares a moment, then slowly smirks... then actually starts to laugh. Not a mean laugh, he's not mocking him or anything, but... 'A Team of Heroes, meant to protect the earth'? That was so cheesy, it could have come right out of a comic book.

So Captain America had to be the real deal. Pretty cool then... huh.]

Welp, sign me up then. You can put it under the name 'Your Friendly Neighborhood Spider-Man.'

[Peter clicks his tongue, winks and offers a playful salute.]

[Steve tilts his head to the side, pausing briefly again.

Considering everything, he couldn't say no. Not that he would have. Given all the other teen heroes he worked with, it would be wrong to say no to Peter. And Peter seemed older than most of the others, anyway.

So Peter gets a smirk in response, and Steve nods.]

Fair enough, but only if you agree to work with me for a while. I'd like to get to see you in action a bit, first. Plus it's my head that's on the line when it comes to most of the heroes here. I need to know if I can trust you, and the best way to learn that is finding out firsthand.

[Please Hold. Peter's Internal Fanboying is going to need just a moment to fan itself after hugging its mental pillow and sighing like a girl. Captain America... wants to work with him?

The biggest, best, most famous hero, the guy in the suit from the comics, the real, live war vet wanted to work with seventeen-year-old, skinny, geeky Peter Parker?

Well, no, he wanted to work with Spider-man, obviously. But, yanno, still. Same thing, mostly.

Taking a breath and a moment to reply, Peter's face might belay some of his unabashed thrill at the idea, even as he quips,]

Well, sure. But only if you think you can keep up with me, old guy. I don't want you breakin' anything, now...

And you can trust me.

[He nods, a little more serious there.]

One-hundred and ten percent.

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[It's not a look Steve's unfamiliar with, and he smirks at the response.]

I'm not the one who needs to worry about keeping up, son.

[But he nods. The boy seems sincere and honest. He still had to be a little hesitant, but he found he hardly was. There was something about Peter he trusted. He'd see what happened, he supposed.]

[That earns a little bit of a laugh, but he's not backing down to that. He has sass, goodsir, and he's glad to see you do, too.]

Says the guy who can't even fly! Let me know if you need to hitch a ride; you can have shotgun.

[Happy with this arrangement? Yeah, just a little.

...Not the carrying you part though, Steve. You look kind of bulky. All dem muscles. You can probably just buy a car or something.]

[Steve chuckles in return.]

Are you saying you can fly?

[He'll have you know, just because he can't fly doesn't mean he can't keep up. His super solider awesomeness made him pretty darn fast on his feet.]

Something like that. [He smiles, winks, then nods.] If you're lucky, I'll show you how it's done!

Catch you later, Cap.

[And with that, he's off.]

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