part 2

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"May, what the fu-" Peter cut himself off. "Fudge!?"

May looked over at him in amusement. "It says it's being held at Tony's house... Wait he lives in a cabin now?"

"Wait he does-? No! That doesn't matter! I can't believe they are still going through with this!" He exclaimed throwing his hands up in the air, officially starting his rant. "I snapped my fingers and now they all are pretending that I'm dead... Like, you're not fooling anyone. I even placed the infinity stones back in the gauntlet while they were all 'bowing' obviously that means I'm alive, I mean these people! No one's even talked to me in like a week! I'm freaking lonely here, alright, only they understand what went on in that battle and- and-" Peter shouted in frustration.

He didn't even notice that he was lying down on the couch as May sat across from him taking notes.

"Feel free to keep going, Peter." May softly said.

"Y-You're taking notes!?!"

"Yeah, so we can review them and talk about whatever it is your feeling right now. Only if you want to, though."

"No. No, no, no." Peter protested. "You aren't my therapist, you're my aunt. And aunts help their nephews scheme."

May furrowed her eyebrows. "I-I don't think-"

"Too late!" Peter exclaimed as he pulled out a white board. He began to furiously scribble ideas and plans.

"Wait, Peter. Before you get too far in your search, are you sure they actually know you're alive?"

Peter hummed. "I didn't think of that... I mean I heard Mr. Captain America Sir is pretty religious. I bet he said some shit about me being with God now and everyone believed him. Because, hey, anythings possible I guess."

"This changes everything!" Peter shouted as he picked up his phone. "I'm calling Ned and MJ to help out."

May lightly coughed, slightly afraid of her nephew's impending plans. Maybe she shouldn't have said anything...

~~~

It was the day of the funeral and May was nervous. She hadn't had to act ever since her high school's rendition of Grease all those years ago, but Peter was counting on her so there was no backing out.

"Hey, Ms. Parker you have those fake tears MJ brought you?" May heard Ned say through her miniature ear piece. She looked over towards the drone hidden in the trees and subtly nodded.

Ned had planted 12 miniature surveillance drones around the house and near the funeral so he could have all eyes on everyone. The night before MJ and Peter had snuck into Tony's house and planted all sorts of special effects machines in different convenient areas. MJ, who was in charge of remotely controlling the lighting and smoke machines was sitting right next to Ned as he monitored the camera footage. Peter was sitting next to the both of them in a van that was close enough to the house for Peter to sneak into.

"Let's get this show on the road." Peter said mischievously as he popped the ear piece in, MJ and Ned doing the same. May hid behind a tree and popped the fake tears into her eyes before strolling out to the rest of the team.

"Hey, May." Tony said softly as he led her out. "So glad you could make it. The service is starting in around a minute or so."

May nodded her head in fake solemn.

Tony sighed. "There's food inside if you feel like eating... Try to eat, May. You look too thin..." Tony patted her shoulder and walked back to Pepper. May slowly turned around before smirking.

"I knew I was still a skinny goddess." She muttered to herself. She shook her head and cleared her throat.

"Hear that? Show's starting in a minute." May whispered into her mic.

"Yup, head over there, Ms. Parker. Peter's just getting his costume on." MJ said.

"Anyone still in the house, Ned?" Peter asked as he finally got the garment over his head.

"Nope, the coast is clear. You can head out now."

Peter swiftly opened and closed the door before sneaking in through the back of the house.

Peter walked in and quickly stayed out of view of the windows.

"Wait Peter-" Ned started. Peter cursed as he heard footsteps and quickly hopped up to the ceiling.

"Morgan, where are you?" He heard Pepper shout.

'Morgan?' Peter thought. Peter shrugged and looked to the left. He gasped when he saw a little girl looking straight at him.

"Oh crap..." He heard Ned say through the comms.

Peter quickly put a finger to his mouth as a gesture to be quiet. He smiled and waved to get her to think he was friendly. The little girl nodded her head and softly smirked.

"There your are!" Pepper exclaimed. "Come on, the service is starting soon."

Soon after they both left the house. Peter exhaled in relief.

"Ned, is there anyone else in the house?"

"Nope."

"You're sure?"

"Definitely."

Peter grumbled as he slowly slid of the ceiling. MJ silently cursed Ned's inattentiveness.

"Be more careful next time." She said. "We cannot afford to jeopardize the mission, loser."

May shook her head at what she was hearing. She softly smiled, before recovering her solemn stature.

"Peter, was like a son to me. I can't believe he's gone..." Tony told everyone.

"Can't believe it, my ass. More like, you didn't want to believe it." Peter muttered under his breath.

Steve stood up. "We believe he is with God now, seeing as his body has floated to the heavens."

"Amen." Everyone said.

But May couldn't help but snicker. Everyone turned to look at her.

"What's... so funny, Ms. Parker?" Steve said in slight horror. How could she be laughing at her own nephew's funeral?

'SHIT' May thought, as she widened her eyes.

"Goddamn it." MJ cursed.

"Come up with something quick!" Ned exclaimed.

"Nothing." May began. "It's just, he's... DEAD BECAUSE OF YOU PEOPLE."

"May..." Tony muttered.

May started laughing. "Or should I say freaks?"

Everyone gasped, including Ned, MJ, and Peter.

"Uh... Maybe too far, May?" Peter whispered.

"Too late, Peter. She's already in way too deep."

"My nephew is dead! DEAD! And it's all your fault!" May shouted as she fell to the ground sobbing. Tony ran to her, in shock and worry. "May! I-I'm sorry-"

"Get away from me!" She shouted. She put her head close to the ground and quickly squeezed more fake tears into her eyes, while continuing to fake sob.

"I feel like now's the right time..." Peter whispered, staring in awe at his aunt's acting skills.

"Already on it." MJ said, determined.

"You're in position?" She asked.

"Yeah."

MJ flicked the switch.

~~~

A bright light suddenly shone. Everyone looked away from May to the door, but quickly tried to swat the blinding light away. "Where is that coming from?" Bruce shouted. Natasha looked at Clint in confusion.

Carol Danvers and Nick Fury quickly walked to the rest of the group, away from the back. Everyone had their full attention on the front door of Tony's house, that was looking more like an entrance to heaven than anything. Smoke began to flow out of the door in a continuous loop of eeriness.

Suddenly a figure emerged.

"P-Peter?" Tony said in awe.

And there stood Peter Parker, adorned in a flowing white cloth, with a soft smile on his face.

"Hello, all."

Everyone froze in shock.

"Alright, alright!" Peter said towards something behind him. "Sorry guys, I'll be right back."

He walked back into the light as he shouted at something in the distance. Peter grumbled.

"Sorry about that. God's kinda pissed at me."