PE Class, What Could Go Wrong?

A/N Hi readers! So basically I'm just going to write about a PE class (in America, obviously) and because I'm Australian and things work slightly differently here please don't yell at me if I get it wrong I'm just going with what I've kind of seen in movies and making assumptions. So I'm really sorry if I got it wrong it's just for a good reason. 😅

Peter and Ned stumbled, late, into the gymnasium for PE class, the teacher, Mr Petrack, wasn't pleased.

"Mr Parker, Mr Leeds, glad you could finally join us, take a seat; we have a very special guest who will arrive very soon to teach you some mixed sports. Of course, the rest of the class knows but as you two were late I think I'll make you wait," The sports teacher stated with an (evil) grin.

A familiar black-clad figure sauntered into the room smiling at the teens watching in awe.

"Hey Penis, the Black Widow is going to kick your ass once she finds out you were lying about knowing her," Flash Thompson whispered only loud enough for Peter and Ned to hear before snickering at what he thought would be his enemy's downfall.

As Natasha Romanoff started to explain the first exercise she glanced around the room getting as much information as possible from just the students' facial expressions and the attention that they were paying to her, only her glance found a known face and locked onto it. Once seeing Peter she cocked her head and smiled, this was a good a chance as any to embarrass him.

"So to sum it up you are being given a chance to show any special physical talents that you may have aquired in past experiences on this mat." Natasha gestured to the thick, foam, gymnastics mat placed in the centre of the gym before continuing.

"Also Peter, I wasn't aware that this was your class," She raised her eyebrows, silently mocking the young spider in front of her. He just grumbled, turning beet-red, while Flash was frozen in shock. He recovered quickly though and shouted out, "How much did Penis pay you to put in that line?"

The Black Widow just turned to the, now cowering, boy. Calmly fuming. Flash knew that he fucked up.

"What did you just call my немного паук?" She said quietly, which was somehow more intimidating. The class was confused; what was a немного паук?

"N-nothing! I-I was just joking around!"

"Mmm... ... well, what's your name?"

"Flash."

"What sort of teenager calls themselves 'Flash'?"

"An intelligent one?"

"Definitely intelligent, " Nat said sarcastically, "Well why don't you come up here to show your skills?"

Flash gulped, taking a couple steps forward when in his nervousness he hadn't been watching where he was going and tripped over another student's leg almost falling right on top of Peter and Ned when Peter's spidey senses kicked in and he managed to push both of them out of the way. This led to the school bully face-planting into the hardwood floors, earning himself a broken nose and a visit to the Nurses office.

"Well, that's an awesome skill, who's next? Nobody? Ok, Peter, I know you're talented, why don't you take a shot?" Peter's eyes widened in horror, Natasha wanted to prove that Peter could beat them all: he was just too kind to do so.

"Why don't we do a small bit of our usual training routine?" Peter gulped "Ah, Au-Na-Miss Romanoff, that isn't really necessary..." he trailed off already knowing that he'd lost.

Jumping onto his feet he faced the ex-assassin on the mat and readied himself in the usual defensive stance. The two rotated around each-other for a couple of seconds before the Black Widow leapt out attempting to use her ankle to knock Peter off balance, however, he saw it coming; he skipped over her outstretched limb and in a flash jabbed at her shoulder which would surely knock Natasha off-kilter. Or so he thought. She dodged his attack and counterattacked with her own.

This fight lasted for another couple of minutes as Peter blocked out his surroundings; once again becoming accustomed to the defence and attack of the routine. Unfortunately, he had blocked out his class as well. Soon enough Natasha pinned Peter to the ground, with his hands behind his back.

"Do you yield?" she puffed.

"I do," he smiled, "not".

In a split second, he had flicked his legs up, knocking the Russian on her back and pinned her there. Peter smiled knowing that she couldn't move due to his super strength.

"Do you yield?"

"Yes."

Rolling off her the spider found his footing and faced the class, all of which had there jaw dropped in shock.

The Nerd. The wimp. The one child who would never hurt a fly. The person who never fought back. Just defeated the Black Widow in combat.

"Oops..."