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[He looks serious as a sin while Peter lays it all out, but braced for it — it stands to reason that if Big Pete had been so unsure if he should tell him, it wasn't some little deal, especially not if it could wipe out half of everything out there.

It's a lot. Yeah, it's definitely a lot. He can't honestly wrap his head around the idea that little stones could be the root cause of so much pain and misery. Sure, he had dealt with a chitauri core, but that's obviously nothing in comparison. Did Mr. Stark know about a lot of this...? Does Thor or the others know?

He nods, eyes closed.]

... But we're gonna stop him.

[He sits up, hands on his knees. It's weird to say 'we', because never in a million freaking years did Peter think he'd be hanging out in space with Tony and these guys, potentially taking on some dude who wants to kill half the galaxy off. When the horror is sort of shook off, he kind of is a little offended at Thanos, actually.

It kind of all pisses him off.

If this guy gets his hands on this stuff and ends half the universe, then Aunt May, Ned, MJ, Happy — they're all in trouble. Everyone he loves is in danger because there's some crazy guy out in space threatening everyone with magical stones. How ridiculous is that?]

It's just another crazy jerk-off with some big stupid vendetta — and we'll be there to kick his ass, right?