[Eight years later, the workers from before are still following him. They use a truckload of alien materials to create various high-tech devices.]
[The tinkerer, Phineas Mason, remains in charge of research and weapon manufacturing for the team. One of the members picks up a newly finished weapon, aims it at a steel cabinet, and pulls the trigger. A powerful energy blast erupts, instantly splitting the cabinet doors in half. Satisfied with the result, the worker carefully packs the weapon into a box and seals it.]
[The box is then loaded into a van. The next scene shows a money counter rapidly tallying stacks of cash—clear evidence that the weapon was sold for a hefty profit.]
[A dark figure swoops through the night sky. Above the weapons factory, a hatch opens, and two iron cages filled with alien materials are dropped inside.]
[The Vulture descends from the sky, his massive steel wings spreading behind him, powered by large turbines that allow him to glide effortlessly.]
[Detaching his wings, he smirks at Mason and says, "The goods are here, Mason! Business is booming!"]
["Yeah!" Mason responds with a pleased grin.]
"Oh my god! Energy weapons? In just eight years, they've developed something this advanced?" Coulson exclaims, his face filled with disbelief.
"This is incredible... That Mason guy is really something," Captain America agrees. While the Red Skull's scientists had access to similar weapons decades ago, those were the product of an entire research team. The fact that Mason could build something like this under such limited conditions is astonishing.
Nick Fury narrows his eyes, observing Mason with interest. A genius like that could be a valuable asset—someone worth recruiting. After all, men like him often resort to illegal work not by choice, but out of necessity.
Across the multiverse, others are thinking the same thing. Within Hydra, several figures—including Alexander Pierce and Baron Strucker—watch the broadcast intently, already considering ways to bring Mason into their ranks.
Meanwhile, Toomes, who had been busy packing his things, suddenly freezes. A bad premonition grips him. "Damn it," he mutters. "This is going to bring trouble..."
[The scene shifts, and a deliberately hoarse voice narrates, "New York, Queens—this is a rough neighborhood, but this is where home is."]
[A second voice suddenly interrupts, "Who are you even talking to?"]
[The camera pans to Happy Hogan, who is driving. The person recording is none other than Spider-Man, Peter Parker. "No one, just making a travel vlog!" he replies cheerfully.]
["You know you can't show this to anyone," Happy warns him.]
["Yeah, I know," Peter responds quickly.]
[Happy eyes him suspiciously. "Then why are you using that dramatic voice?"]
[Peter hesitates for a moment before answering, "Uh… because it's fun! So, why do they call you Happy?"]
[Annoyed, Happy ignores him and presses a button, shutting the cab's partition window. The reflection on the glass shows Peter still holding his phone, recording himself.]
["Come on! I'm not carrying your bag for you! Let's go!" Happy grumbles as they arrive at the airport, pointing at a private jet waiting for them.]
["Uh, should I go to the bathroom before this?" Peter asks nervously, clearly uneasy about flying.]
[Happy responds flatly, "There's a toilet on the plane."]
[Inside the jet, Peter looks around in amazement like a kid seeing the world for the first time. Spotting the cockpit, he exclaims, "Whoa! Unmanned? That's so cool!"]
[He then plops down in the seat across from Happy, who adjusts his sunglasses and gives him a tired look. "That's where you wanna sit?"]
[Peter doesn't hesitate. "Yep!"]
["Is this your first time on a private jet?" Happy asks, sighing.]
["This is my first time on any plane," Peter admits.]
[Happy stares at him for a moment, then gets up and moves to another seat, clearly realizing what he's in for.]
[Suddenly, the plane hits turbulence. The cabin shakes slightly, and Peter looks around, alarmed. "Uh… should it be making that noise?"]
[Happy, completely unfazed, adjusts his seat and closes his eyes. Within moments, he starts snoring.]
[Peter grins mischievously, puts a finger to his lips, and carefully sneaks up to Happy with his phone, recording his loud snoring up close.]
[Whatever Happy was dreaming about, it must have been intense—because he suddenly jerks awake, scaring Peter so much that he nearly drops his phone.]
"Hahaha! Happy! You snore like a chainsaw!" Pepper bursts into laughter as she watches the broadcast.
Happy, who is driving her, groans in embarrassment. "Yeah, yeah," he mutters. Deep inside, he's already cursing Spider-Man and making a mental note: Never let Peter record me again.
Tony and the others chuckle at the scene. Even through the screen, it's clear that Happy has fully experienced the sheer exhaustion of dealing with Peter Parker's nonstop chatter. They can totally relate.
Aunt May, sitting comfortably in her chair, watches the screen with amusement. Little Peter Parker isn't at home—Tony had arranged for him to attend a new school, ensuring that he wouldn't be bullied.
Tony had already made up his mind: the suffering that the first and second Spider-Men had endured in school wouldn't happen again—not under his watch. If Peter ever ended up bullied like his predecessors, Tony would consider it his failure.
[The plane lands, and Peter starts recording again. "No one told me why I'm in Berlin or what I'm doing here. I just know it has something to do with Captain America losing his mind."]
[Happy sighs and points to a door. "This is your room."]
[Peter gasps. "Oh! So we're neighbors now!"]
["We're not roommates. Put on your suit," Happy retorts, shaking his head.]
[Peter, still recording himself in the mirror, grins. "Okay! Peter! It's your time to shine!"]
[Happy walks in and gapes at him. "What the hell are you wearing?"]
[Peter glances down at his casual clothes. "Uh… my suit?"]
["Where's the box?"]
["What box?" Peter asks, confused.]
[Happy opens a door, revealing a hidden compartment. Peter stares at it, then blinks in realization. "Wait… that's not mine? I thought it was a closet… Wait, this is still my room? My room is bigger than I thought…"]
[As he walks in, Happy gestures impatiently. "Go! Please! There!"]
["Oh! I see the box! I see the box!" Peter exclaims as he spots it.]
[Picking up the card on top, he reads aloud: "A little upgrade?"]
[He opens the box, revealing the high-tech Spider-Man suit that Tony had specially made for him. His jaw drops. "Whoa! Oh my god! What is this?!"]
[Happy urges him, "Put it on."]
[Still in awe, Peter gushes, "This is the coolest thing I've ever seen."]
["Let's go!" Happy cuts him off, raising his voice impatiently.]
["Wait, wait, is this for me? Happy! Happy, wait up!" Peter calls after him excitedly, but Happy is already walking out of the room, ignoring his endless chatter.]
[Peter twirls in front of the mirror, admiring the suit, then turns back to his phone. "This is crazy! This is crazy! Look at this thing! Look at these lenses! Best day ever!"]
[Happy reappears at the door, clearly on the verge of losing his patience. "Let's. Go. Now."]
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