Peter was swinging around the city patrolling when his communicator beeped. A hologram appeared, showing Nick Fury's face. His voice came out of the communicator.
"Spider-Man! Report to the tricarrier immediately, I have a very important assignment for you and your team."
Peter replied, "Sure thing, Fury. Don't get too fury-ous!" He then laughed and hung up, heading to the tricarrier.
In the tricarrier's meeting room sat all four other members of the team.
"Web-head! What took you so long?" asked Sam.
"We don't all have buckets that let us fly, Nova."
Nick Fury entered the room, saying, "As you know, I have an important mission for the five of you. In Paris, France, there have been strange attacks from supervillains who when defeated turn into normal people and don't remember what happened to them. They have been called 'akumatizations.' One school, the Françoise Dupont High School, has been particularly affected. You are going to pose as foreign exchange students at the school."
"But what about Aunt May?"
"Agent Coulson has already told her that you have been accepted into a foreign exchange program, she already knows."
Ava said, "I've taken French classes in school, but the boys haven't, how are we going to communicate with them?"
"With these." Fury held out five slim wires with what looked like a flesh-colored jellybean on the ends. "They are Tony Stark's newest invention, the universal translator. With them, you'll hear English and the Parisians will hear French."
"I, for one, am excited to learn about a new culture," said Danny.
"Spider-Man, pack up your stuff when you get home. The rest of you already have had your bags packed by S.H.I.E.L.D. agents. You leave tomorrow."
The next day, Peter hugged his aunt goodbye before heading out the door. He walked to Midtown High, where S.H.I.E.L.D. transportation -disguised as a mini-van- waited. A S.H.I.E.L.D. agent, who was dressed as a civilian, opened the trunk and Peter put his suitcase inside. Then, he got in the car. Luke was already in the front seat, and Ava, Danny, and Sam were sitting in the middle row.
"I guess you'll have to get in the back," Luke said.
Sam said, "Yeah web-head. Get in the back!"
"You're lucky I'm flexible, buckethead," Peter replied as he climbed back.
The mini-van drove them to a S.H.I.E.L.D. base. When they arrived, they took the luggage out of the car and then boarded a jet.
As the plane started, Peter said, "3, 2, 1, blastoff!"