"Hey Peter?"

Peter looked up at Sam who was grinning.

"Yeah?"

"So. Cap's record for pizza is 17. You know cause of his metabolism. You think you can beat it?"

"Is that a challenge?"

"Yeah. It is. You up for it Spider-Kid?"

"If I beat it, you can't call me that any more."

"I'll take that up."

"And, I get to call you BirdBoy."

"Only if you win Pete. But I'll tell ya, 17 pieces is a lot. I'm pretty confident I'll get to keep calling you Spider-Kid.

"It's a deal"

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Sam stares at Peter in shock. This kid literally scarfed down the first 10 pieces like it was nothing. He looked at Clint as he walked in. "Hey BirdBro! What's Peter at?"

"Uhhhh..currently 13?!? Shoot. I might lose."

"Heh."

Peter got full at his 20th piece. "Wow am I full. Oh. And bye the way BirdBoy, you're paying.

And he walked out.

Sam looked to Clint, "Sorry Sam! It wasn't my idea!!!"

Sam looked at the empty pizza boxes. "I didn't even get one."