Thy Battle of the Sync of thy Lips

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"I can't believe we're doing this," Peter chuckled, buttoning up his suit. MJ nodded, fixing her red and gold shirt.

"I mean, it's for a good cause. We're raising money for children with cancer," she replied. Peter nodded and slipped the tube of lipstick into his pocket.

The two teenagers were currently back stage at the Hollywood Press Stage. They had been asked to perform in a lip sync battle since Peter was already about to come out as Tony Stark's adopted son. He had brought MJ along to be his date, since they had been together for nearly eight months.

"You ready?" Peter asked his girlfriend as they heard the announced begin to address the crowd. (that consisted of about fifty thousand people, including the Avengers and Peter and MJ's decathlon team)

"As I'll ever be." MJ gave Peter a soft kiss before being rushed off into the makeshift plane that would open up. Peter stood behind the curtains to watch her, and the music came on, playing Finesse, by Bruno Mars.

The crowd cheered as the door to the plane opened, revealing MJ and her backup dancers. Peter could see his teammates in the front row staring in awe and shock. He snickered to himself and trained his eyes back on his girlfriend, who caught his gaze and winked.

A minutes later, the song was done and Mj ran off stage, not expecting to be tackled in a hug by her boyfriend. "You did great, babe," he said, squeezing her right. MJ laughed.

"It's your turn, go!"

Peter walked on stage, keeping his head down. "And now, Peter Stark!" Peter's head shot up and his friends gasped at the sight of him. Singing In The Rain came on and Peter started to dance, spinning around a pole with one hand and tipping his hat.

Then, he ran back and stripped of his overcoat and smeared the lipstick on his lips before fitting the wig on his head. The song Umbrella by Rihanna started and people screamed as the backup dances started to dance.

Peter strutted out on stage in a stripper outfit, swinging his ass and flipping his fake hair around, making the audience die of laughter. MJ had somehow made her way to the side of the stage and stood by the host who was laughing as well.

Peter saw her smirked before strutting over and pretending to give her a lap dance, which Mj quickly played along with. Before he parted ways he gave her a quick kiss on the lips, making their teammates gape at them.

Peter walked over and stood center stage, throwing his hands up and the sprinkles turning on, soaking him head to toe. He and the backup danced began to dance, Peter doing cool tricks and when the music ended, he did a final flip, landing on his back.

People cheered and screamed for him, clapping as loud as they possibly could. Peter stood up, soaking wet, and grabbed hands with MJ before the two bowed together, smiling.

It was after the conference about Peter and the two had changed into sweatpants and tank tops before heading out to greet their decathlon team. "Hey guys!" Peter laughed as they walked towards the group, hands clasped in his girlfriend's.

"Dude that was so cool!" Ned exclaimed, patting the boy on the back. Peter smiled.

"You guys are great dancers," Laura gushed, bringing MJ into a hug. The latter grinned.

"Thanks, Laura," she responded.

"Is no one going to talk about how Peter's a Stark?!" Flash gaped, throwing his hands up.

"I mean, is it that surprising?" Cindy asked. Flash just grumbled and crossed his arms.

"Um, M-Mister Parker-" Mr. Shiett began, but was cut off.

"Stark," the teen corrected with a proud smile. Mr. Shiett shook his head.

"Mister Parker, that was quite the devious stunt you pulled today, and since you are so committed to this lie, you will need to be punished for making a fool of Flash..." Mr. Shiett explained. Peter's has dropped.

"What?!" he asked. Mr. Shiett nodded nervously.

"You've been purposely embarrassing Mr. Thompson this entire school year, and that cannot go overlooked. Suspension for two weeks, that includes you too, Miss Jones."

"Fine." Peter grumbled, whipping out his phone. He sent a quick text to someone before putting it away. To everyone's amazement, Tony Stark came rushing over.

"Kid? You texted me, what happened?" the billionaire asked, out of breath. Peter fake-pouted.

"Mr. Shit- i mean Shiett is suspending me and MJ for two weeks for embarrassing Flash cause he didn't believe that I knew you," he sadly, yet sarcastically said. Tony just belted out a laugh.

"You've.... got to be kidding me!" he chuckled, holding his stomach. "My god, that is hilarious. You two can just stay at the tower then. Oh and Ted, you too."

"I'm Ted!" Ned whispered excitedly. Peter smirked at the teacher, who looked like he just shit his pants.

"Good day, but us three plus aged must be going now. Have fun dealing with my lawyers!"

And with that, Tony, Peter, MJ and Ned all walked off into the crowd, leaving Mr. Shit- Shiett in the dust.

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