A/N: This was supposed to be a funny chapter. I have no idea what happened.
Just a reminder that Captain Marvel has not been introduced yet in this story, so she we can't see Kamala fangirl over Carol just yet.
Stephen Strange had finally fallen asleep after tossing and turning for hours, only to be awoken by yelling.
"No! That is the stupidest thing I have ever heard, Peter!"
"Do you hear the words coming out of your mouth? You sound like someone who turned to dust in a mental hospital!
"Shut up, Ya Khara!"
"I don't even know what that means!"
Stephen groaned as he sat up in the small hut. Great, two teens arguing. There's no way that could turn ugly.
Muttering to himself about how annoying children could be, he exited the hut, worried that if he didn't intervene the entire camp could be destroyed by the time he woke up again.
He exited the structure and entered into the bland orange outside once again.
He blinked as his eyes adjusted to the light and then began walking towards the other side of the clearing, where the two kids were. They didn't even pay him any attention and just kept arguing.
"Captain America saved countless lives, in this century and the last! How could someone top that?"
"Oh please, Tony Stark has invented life saving technology that has probably helped people you know! They wouldn't even be here without hm!"
Strange stopped when he was about halfway across the clearing. Were they really arguing about who the best avenger was? Why were they getting so heated over it?
"Really, because I remember a few years about when Tony Stark was selling weapons of mass destruction to bomb my homeland!"
Shit. This was turning ugly. Clearly Kamala had personal issues with Stark, and Stark couldn't do any wrong in Peter's eyes.
I better step in before they say something they regret…
Because he did not want to deal with two pissed off teenagers for what might be the rest of eternity.
"He's changed! Without him Mr. Strange wouldn't be half dead, he would be all dead. It wasn't Captain America who comforted me as I turned to dust, it was Mr. Stark! So don't you ever say he is a bad man!"
Stephen blinked. Did the kid seriously just say that he was with Tony when the Snap happened? He looked at Peter, who looked just as shocked as Stephen felt, if not more.
For a moment no one spoke, Kamala just stared at Peter, wide-eyed.
"But Tony Stark was on an alien spaceship. How could you have been with him? The only other heroes that were shown to be on the ship were Mr. Strange (she pointed over her shoulder to Stephen) and Spider-Man. Unless…" she trailed off, connecting the puzzle pieces.
Peter cringed as he saw the gears in her head start turning.
"You're Spiderman?" She finally pointed at him in disbelief.
Peter smiled weakly at her. "Surprise?"
He thought she would be furious, angry, or at the very least disappointed that he hadn't told her sooner.
But of course, this was Kamala, and Kamala always did the last thing you would've expected.
"No way!" She started jumping up and down like a kid on Christmas. "That's so cool! So, are you inhuman? Why do you stick to walls? What's that stuff that comes out of you when you swing around Queens? How do you know Tony Stark? Do you know Captain America too? Have you ever tried—"
Stephen rolled his eyes and went back to the hut to go back to sleep.
At least he didn't have to intervene (again).
"…And then I lifted the building off of myself and went to catch that plane."
Kamala was hanging onto every word, staring at him in awe. "Weren't you hurt from all that weight falling on you? How did you find the energy to do all that?"
Peter took a moment to think of an answer.
"I'm not sure, Kamala. I think it was knowing that if I failed, then it wouldn't be just me who would suffer; many others would, too."
"Wow. That's a super-hero thing to say. I wish I could help people like you do."
Peter gave her a confused look. "Why can't you?"
Kamala's eyes went wide. "Are you kidding? Ammi would have a heart attack, and Abu doesn't even let me watch anything rated over PG14! And it's not like I have cool superpowers like your super strength…" She trailed off, sighing and looking down at the orange dirt. "It just wouldn't work for me, I guess.
Peter placed a hand on her shoulder, making the girl look at him. "Kamala, didn't you tell me you're like an elastic? I bet if you grow super big you could be stronger than me, or turn so tiny you could be invisible." Kamala looked up at him, wondering where he was going with this. "You have pretty cool powers, and with practice you could help a lot of people."
She smiled. "Thanks Peter." Suddenly she groaned and gestured to their camp. "It's too bad our powers went away when we came here. At least then we could practice with our abilities."
Peter chuckled. "Anyways, why don't you tell me about how you got your powers? I bet it was way more entertaining than being bitten by a spider."
Kamala grinned. "Definitely not. Remember how I told you my parents were overprotective? Well, this one time they wouldn't let me go to a party, so I snuck out…"
Finally! After a two month hiatus, "Boredom Led to This" is back on track! Thanks to one of my friends, I have a whole slew of new ideas of how Peter and Kamala spend their time in the soul stone.
I haven't decided if I'm going to do a very heavy angsty chapter (finding someone they knew before the Decimation in the soul stone) or a fun chapter consisting of Kamala and Peter finding an (unwilling) new member to their soul stone family.
Don't forget to review if you enjoyed! This was definitely my least favourite chapter so far, but I figured I needed to clear up whether Kamala knew his identity or not.
P.S I do not speak Arabic, but my friend does. She didn't know how to spell it in English, but anyway, the words that Kamala said to Peter means "you shit" in Arabic and isn't a very strong curse word.