Peter couldn't have been more excited for Prom night. MJ wasn't going because unless things were gonna go bad for him, she would have nothing to draw in her crisis notebook. But then Ned said that he didn't want to go alone, so she changed her mind.

"Thanks, MJ."

"No prob, Ned. But I'll be expecting a sad look on your face."

"Gotcha."

"So, Peter, are you going?"

"Ah... no."

Just then, Flash had overheard everything, so bumped into him.

"No one to go with? Don't worry, I'll call Black Widow. Maybe she'll have enough pity to go with you."

Flash then laughed as he walked away with his personal idiots.

"Meh, don't mind him, Peter. He's an idiot." MJ said.

"Believe me, I know."

"Dude, you know the Avengers! Why don't you actually ask her!?"

"I don't know... I mean, she has better things to do. Besides, sure, the prom allows outsiders to join as long as they pay the fifteen dollars, but why would she come?"

"I guess... but, Peter?"

"Yeah, Ned?"

"Don't they also send flyers to family? You Aunt will likely tell the Avengers. She probably already has it by now."

"... oh.... no."

——-

Peter was driven home by Happy and rushed to the penthouse. Upon making it, he rushed out of the elevator and went to Tony.

"Whoa, easy kid! Where's the fire?"

"Mr. Stark, do you know where the... mail is?"

Tony smirked. "Why?"

"I... um!"

Tony lifted an envelope.

"Too late, kid. Now, who're you asking?"

"No one. I'm not going. And MJ is gonna be accompany Ned."

"Well, ask the girls here."

"Who could I ask!?"

"Did Ned suggest who?"

"Auntie Natasha, but-"

"Is someone calling me?"

Tony quickly went to her. He put an arm over her shoulder and showed the paper.

"Wow! Who are you going with, Peter?"

"Um, well-"

"Actually, Natty, he's thinking of asking you."

"Mr. Stark, STAHP!!"

"Me? Sure, I'd love to go! Anything for my baby."

"I'm not a baby!"

"You'll always be our baby spider, Pete. Now, let's choose what you're gonna wear. Natasha, you can choose for yourself of you want."

"Sure thing. I know what to choose. It'll be perfect."

——-

The prom was looking pretty cool thanks to Tony's donations...

Peter was in his seat with MJ and Ned while also admiring the place. Midtown wasn't expecting for prom to look this good, but hey, they weren't complaining. The music was playing loudly, the lights were flashing, and the students were dancing. And speaking of flash, just then, Thompson and his personal idiots came in.

"Yo, Parker! All alone? Where is she!?"

The students began to laugh, but then they all heard a knock on the door. Peter smiled. Mr. Harrington then rushed to the door and opened it. Much to everyone shock, it was Natasha Romanov in a gorgeous red dress...

Everyone looked on as Natasha walked in.

"Ah... who are you here with, Ms. Romanov?"

"Peter Parker."

Flash and his goons, along with everyone else in the school, watched as Natasha went to Peter and took his hand.

"Come on, Peter. Let's dance. Play the music!" She said aloud, and the music really blared this time. Natasha had a grand time with Peter, though sometime guys tried to steal her from him, which only lead to jealous stares at Peter. It wasn't a problem until Flash started jeering.

"Yo, Parker! I'll bet she's just a look-a-like! How much did you pay that slu-"

All it took was a skilled knife throw to shut him up.

"..... never mind."

——-

"Hey, looks who's back! How was it?" Tony asked.

"Wonderful. Peter was great."

Natasha gave Peter a kiss on his cheek while hugging him. Natasha was the best Aunt Peter could ask for.