Michelle Jones

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       "Do you want me to go with you?“ Peter repeated his question, not wanting to intrude if MJ wanted to spend alone time with Morgan. "I can make time if you want me to.” The lucky thing about being freelance was that he didn’t have a set schedule, only deadlines to meet. Unless something crazy came up, he could ask Peter 3 to cover for him. “Okay.” Peter quickly ordered their food before focusing his attention back on her. “Yeah, this way.” He smiled at MJ.

“Yes...I do. Unless you’re busy I get it. I don’t want it to be like a whole thing if you have something to do.” she replied awkwardly. She took the time he ordered the food to calm herself. Even after all this time with them together, he still made her an awkward (more than normal anyway) mess. Once they got to his place, M.J made herself comfortable on the couch, pulling her legs under her. “Do you want to play a game or something?” she asked him.

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“For the record–” He was cut off in the middle of his sentence, having to disintegrate some sort of flying projectile coming right at them. “–I didn’t break your windshield, it was that guy!” And honestly? He really tried not to completely flame on, but then again… “Your car ain’t gonna explode, the fire would have to go in a specifi– oh, nevermind, not now! But you yellin’ at me’s just gonna make it worse! Oh, shit!” His fingers curled into a fist, a few breaths having him calm down enough to lower his temperature. “Take that right turn, we gotta get on the highway!” 

“Oh I am sooo sorry my mistake.” she said sarcastically. “I’m sorry if there was ever a time to yell I think it would be when I’ve gotten dragged into a car chase with a supervillian!” Michelle responded, swerving around the cars. She quickly turned the wheel, getting them onto the highway. “You’ve got a plan here Calcifer?”

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MJ balled up the paper in her hand, going to shoot it across the room and into the trash can. Unfortunately it was a bit off and she ended up bopping a girl in line right in the head. “oh shit.” she muttered, standing up. “That was an accident.” she explained picking up the paper and tossing it into the bin.

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“Look, I don’t like people normally so I really really don’t want to make this like a thing you know? But that necklace is mine. And it’s broken so it’s practically worthless to anyone but me. So just give it back and we can just move on.”

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“Alright Alright...let’s just take a moment. Breathe. You do meditation?” she asked holding her heads out so the other saw she meant no harm. How did she keep ending up in these situations? No one even knew she was dating Spider-Man, but it was like just acknowledging the fact he was a superhero made her a magnet for things like this. “Smell the flower...blow out the candles....calm ourselves...is it working?

starter for @ofmatchsticks Michelle pressed down on the gas harder, adrenaline pumping through her veins. One minute, she was on her way back home after visiting the M.I.T campus. Then she had somehow had the Human Torch ruining her seats with  “CAN Wbig baddies after them...she assumed. “You already broke my windshield CAN WE PLEASE AT LEAST SHUT OFF THE FIRE BEFORE MY CAR EXPLODES?!”

Mia grinned, enjoying the spunk from the girl he had taken hostage. It was nice to see someone being brave, it was inspiring actually, the bravery it showed. “Yeah, I really do.” Speedy agreed with a cheeky smirk on her face, the man yelled something garbled at her again before Mia decided to keep her word. Her arrow shot forth, hitting him right in the arm and nowhere near the girl. He went to clench it, and Speedy made her move. Borrowing Roy’s signature flip, she got the guy down in no time at all and was soon cuffing him. “You okay?” She asked the brave girl. 

“Yeah I’m cool. Not the first time I’ve been held hostage by a bad guy.” Michelle said fixing her hoodie. She looked down, kicking the guy who had her for good measure. “Dick.” she muttered.”Thanks Robin hood.”

Morgan beamed. She couldn’t help it- the sense of joy she felt from knowing that MJ and Peter were together was more then she could put into words. With her father dying when she was love, they were the romance that showed her what romantic love was like as she grew. Watching them, Morgan learned how beautiful love could be. “You guys are happy?” She asked, already knowing the answer but still wanting to hear it. “Yeah, that whole thing doesn’t sound too enjoyable.” God knows Morgan wouldn’t want to talk about her own life and death experiences.

The question made her skin crawl. “uh yeah..yeah we are.” she answered fighting the urge to shiver. It was weird talking about her feelings out loud. Especially to a stranger. “No offense, I’m not really a mushy kind of girl. I’d much rather hear about you than talk about my bo- Peter. Talk about Peter.”

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        Peter was taken back when she said it was something he would do. It was, but he was surprised that she did it for that reason. “Did you want me to go with you?” He asked, the confusion clear in his voice. Peter was more than willing if that had been his girlfriend’s intention all along. Feeling her lips against his cheek, his heart raced in his chest, fighting to release itself from under his ribcage. Scared it would beat right out of his chest, Peter focused on his breathing, grounding himself with her hand that had remained in his. Even after all this time, she had him nervous. It was probably because she was way out of his league. “Yeah,” he nodded, calming down. “Yeah, that sounds fun. We could order now so when we get there, it would be getting there too if you want.”

“Do you want to go with me?” Michelle asked right back. It would be nice to have Peter there. In fact he’d probably be her life line. He was much better at people than she was. “Because if you then then it be nice. But I know you’re busy you know, spider-monkeying” she teased him. “Yeah that sounds great. You can get whatever you want. I’m not picky.” she said, taking his hand again and leading him towards his apartment. “this way right?”

       “Yeah, that’s true.” He nodded, recalling Morgan. SHe hadn’t given him homeless vibes either. The guilt came back when MJ mentioned the stranger’s home. “She can’t go back.” Death con negative 180. He sighed, squeezing her hand softly. “Wait,” he stopped walking and turned to look at her. “You told her you’d give her a tour of the city?” MJ had never been the most extroverted, preferring to keep to herself than make new friends. “Yeah. Yeah, of course. I would love that. It would be great.” Having someone he trusted as his guy, or gal in the chair was important to him. “You’re a total badass.” 

Mj stopped when Peter did, turning to face him. “Yeah I uh...I don’t know I felt like she needed it. And it felt like something you would do.” MJ looked to the side, suddenly super into the flyer stapled to the telephone pole. She sounded so sappy. And even worse, she sort of liked it. The thought gave her goosebumps. She smiled when he agreed, excitement flooding though her. She moved forward kissing his cheek quickly. “What if I took a break from my paper? WE could order some pizza at your apartment? hang out?” she asked him. 

“Sounds good,” This was nice, it wasn’t something that had ever happened before. All her life MJ’s phone number had been in her phone naturally, being given it was familiar and new at the same time. “Ah ‘things’, I feel that hard.” It probably wasn’t her place to dig, but she had to know– “Is Peter your boyfriend?” Hopefully MJ wouldn’t dislike the prodding too much. “Monster things? Those sound not so great.” It felt like a story she’d heard before but it was one she’d loved to hear again. She MISSED MJ’s stories. She missed MJ.

M.J took sip of her coffee, taking a minute to answer. “Uh..yeah. yeah he is.” she said looking for something to change the subject too. Still a small smile passed her features for a moment. Not that she was ashamed of Peter. He was amazing. She just was still getting used to calling him that. “yeah nothing i want to rehash.” she shook her head. 

“Hey, you know what would be cool? If you’d just be a buddy and let the poor kid go. You’re not the guy in charge here– no offense, so you let your hostage go, you go, and I go talk to your boss and everyone leaves alive.” Speedy, though conversing casually, kept her bow at the ready. “So, what do you say? Make life easier on your face or tell your cellmate the story of how you got shot by an arrow?” / @assemblestarter​

“I mean if it’s not her you’re gonna probably be dealing with me. And trust me I am SOO not the kind you wanna keep hostage.” Michelle said, looking for an out.  “I mean, she looks like a really got shot to me.”

There was a time that MJ had known her name before Morgan knew how to reverse engineer anything that was in her hands. MJ had always been a presence in her life, at Peter’s side along with Ned. She was there, family just the same as Peter was. Morgan had mourned her. “That would be amazing.” New York was unfamiliar, so different from the one she had known as a little girl. So changed from all she knew. Plus getting a chance to know MJ again, be in her life? It made Morgan’s heart burst with affection for the other girl. “I am from–” The moment of truth, to lie or risk MJ walking away. Morgan went with the lie. “-a little bit of everywhere, my family did a lot of traveling while I was growing up.” Not a TOTAL lie, at least.

“Cool. Here put your number in, we can compare schedules. I’m usually free Saturdays. Sundays I try to hang out with Peter but he can get...caught up in things.” she said keeping it vague. “Oh that’s cool. I’ve only been Tri-State unless you count the time I went to Europe with my school. Couldn’t really enjoy it yet. We kept getting attacked by these monster things...it was alot.” she rolled her eyes.

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        “Yeah, Morgan.” He paused, wondering if he had said something wrong. “She’s kinda short, brunette. She looks like Mr. Stark, but not really. Well, actually,  she looks like a mix of Mr. Stark and Ms. Potts. Wait!” Peter gasped loudly. “Do you think she’s their child together?” He asked excitedly. The idea that Tony and Pepper may have had a kid together, even one from a different reality was cool to think about. He had always thought that Pepper and Tony would make a cute couple. “Uh, I don’t know. We didn’t really talk about it. I was a little shocked by the Morgan Stark thing. Maybe I should have asked her. Oh no…do you think she has somewhere to stay?” MJ took his hand and a smile crept its way onto his lips. Intertwining their fingers, he kept their hands from swinging too much. “You want to be my guy in the chair?” Peter was surprised by the suggestion. It wasn’t a bad surprise, just a general surprise. He knew that MJ would be helpful, he just never thought she would want to be involved in the Spider-Man stuff. “Are you sure?” 

Michelle’s eyebrows raised as she watched Peter put the pieces together. Part of the thing she lov-enjoyed about Peter was how smart he was. And more so how every one of his thoughts displayed so blatantly on his face. “She didn’t give me homeless vibes when I saw her. But if there can multiple Peter’s maybe there’s a universe she came from too.” she said to him. “I have her number. I told her I’d give her a tour of new york. DON’T say anything. I still have no idea why I did that.” she shook her head.  “Would that be okay?” she asked him. She nodded when he asked if she was sure. “I hate just...wondering and waiting every time you out there. Risking your life. I’m not a damsel who waits in towers. I’m smart. And a badass. I want to help you.”

 ❛ i was going to say i wouldn’t do that if i were you. ❜ Michelle said watching the situation unfold in front of her. She usually didn’t try to get involved in other people’s business, but this particular one just seemed like it could get out of hand way too fast.