Requested on ao3 by ThreeStreams21: Most of your works have Flash as a bully, but here he is not. What if the academic decathlon team has to do a group project for some competition and they decide to take turns creating posters and banners and practicing at each members house? And when Peter's turn comes, Aunt May is away so Tony invites them over to the tower. Then like its a sleepover and they are all sprawled on the floor, working on a poster or something, they are not practicing so are relaxed. The Avengers are nearby on couches. Then the teenagers start talking about crushes and everybody points out that Flash has crush on Spiderman. Flash acknowledges and starts complimenting Spiderman physically. Peter starts choking and the Avengers and MJ are having the time of their lives. I would have loved to write it myself but I don't think I can pull of the teenager conversation part. Will you write this? No problem if you don't like.

Okay, this prompt was ADORABLE and I HAD to write it.

TW: Floof :D. Also, PeterxFlash because I said so. And don't worry, Flash is not a bully, in case you didn't read the prompt above. Also, for some reason, I keep imagining Flash as the Amazing Spider-Man's Flash lmao, so I might describe him as Chris Zylka instead of Tony Revolori.

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"Hey, whose turn is it to host our world domination meeting?"

"I think it's my turn," Peter said, then gently punched Abe on the shoulder, "For the millionth time, Abraham Brown, we are not going for world domination yet."

"It worries me that you have put yet at the end of the sentence," Sally dryly said.

"That's because we all know that MJ is going to take over the world, so she will need sidekicks," Flash said, laughing and ducking when MJ raised her hand to hit him.

"What's wrong, Peter?" Ned asked. Everyone immediately turned to look at Peter, who was frowning at his phone.

"May won't be home tonight," he pouted, dodging Betty's hand which came to pinch his cheek, "Will you guys be alright if we go to the Avengers Tower today? We can even have a sleepover!"

"Only if they have those strawberry pop tarts," Charles said, stretching. The rest of the group agreed and put in their own flavor preferences.

"Losers," MJ scoffed affectionately.

"Frosted Chocolate Fudge for you, Em?"

"...Yes."

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"Hello, Peter and friends, what are you all doing here?" 

"Pete, did you not tell Mr. Stark that we're coming here?" Flash hissed.

"Nope, I told Pepper," Peter smiled innocently and turned to talk to Tony, missing Flash's blush and Cindy nudging him.

"We're here to practice for-"

"-World Domination," Abe cut in.

"-Academic Decathlon and-"

"World Domination!"

"-May's not at home so we came here to practice-"

"For world domination," Abe helpfully added, sticking his tongue out at everyone's exasperated but fond looks.

"Cool," Tony shrugged, and strolled over to the kitchen, "Anyone wants pop tarts?"

"Me!" everyone exclaimed together.

"Usual flavors?"

"I want to try the blueberry ones," Flash piped up.

"Okay, settle down gremlins," Tony said, telling FRIDAY to call Steve to help him.

"Let's practice," MJ said, pulling out a HUGE stack of notes. Everyone stared at it with wide eyes.

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"We're dead," Sally told Ned.

"Agreed."

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Two hours later

"MJ, our goddess, kindly give us a break," Betty moaned, collapsing dramatically on the floor.

"They've been practicing hard, rest for a while," Nat suggested.

"Fine," MJ said, rolling her eyes when everyone burst into cheers and collapsed on the floor alongside Betty.

Peter rolled over Flash, who was lying spread-eagled with his eyes closed, poking his chest. Flash opened his eyes and smiled at him.

"Hi there," Peter whispered.

"Hello," Flash whispered back, intertwining their fingers.

"When do you think they'll actually realize they like each other," Ned asked Sally.

"Soon, I hope. Their flirting is so sweet it gives me diabetes," she said, scrunching her nose as Peter giggled and Flash gently booped his nose.

"Cute," Bucky commented, strolling over and collapsing on the couch next to Steve.

"They remind me of us," Steve said, kissing Bucky's cheek.

"Who're you guys talking about?" Peter asked, looking away from Flash's eyes.

"No one," Bucky smiled.

"Did MJ finally let them rest?" Tony asked, strutting in and sitting down next to Bruce.

"Yes," Abe said, "I beg of you, Mr. Stark, kindly put on some female world domination movie and distract MJ before she starts again." He quickly rolled over to Ned when MJ started to get up.

Tony laughed and put on a movie where the female lead plotted to take over the world and succeeded (A/N: is there a movie like that?).

It was an incredibly domestic scene, with the Avengers spread out in the couches and armchairs and the teens sprawled on the floor, cuddling into each other. They had somehow managed to pull MJ in the cuddle pile too.

"This movie is so generic," Cindy complains after a while.

"10 dollars she does some badass fighting in the next scene," Charles perked up.

"No one is stupid enough to take that bet, Charles," Abe scoffed.

"I think I might have a crush on the female lead though," Betty said.

"She looks like Angelina Jolie," Flash observed.

"Speaking of crushes," Peter said, stretching, "When are you going to ask Macey out, Abe?"

"Why did this talk turn to me?" Abe whined, blushing.

"Maybe because of the fact that you've both had a crush on each other since forever," Ned teased.

"And also because Peter is about to lose the money he had put in on you two," MJ scoffed.

"You bet on us?" Abe screeched, picking up a pillow and starting to attack Peter.

"All of them did," Peter giggled, evading the attacks, "Attack them too."

"Betrayal," Abe said, glaring at everyone, then jumping up dramatically and strutting away.

"Hey Flash," Ned said suddenly, eyes glinting mischievously, "Don't you have a crush on Spider-Man?"

Peter froze, and he could vaguely hear Mr. Stark dying from laughter in the back.

"Oh yes, I do," Flash nodded sagely, "He is just, so amazing. And have you seen his ass?"

Peter squeaked.

"His ass is a work of art."

"Agreed," Nat put in, humor coloring her voice.

"And his arms," he groaned, pretending to faint.

"And-," Peter cleared his throat, "And what about his arms?"

"They just look so strong and hot and amazing," Flash said, eyes twinkling.

"..."

"I have to... put my dog in the washing machine," Peter blurted, jumped up, and ran out.

Everyone sat still for two seconds.

"When do you think he'll realize that we know?" Cindy asked conversationally.

"About the same time I ask him out," Flash said, standing up, "I just need to arrange some things more," he winked at everyone and walked out to find Peter.

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"Hand in the money, losers," MJ said, smirking.

On the couches, Nat smirked and extended her hands to her teammates, "I told you so."

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This is an apology for the last chapter <3