Friends? pt.2

                                    

                                          
Sam's Pov
                          
'How did I get pulled into this mess? I've never even met Stark so why did Steve make it seem like he was the enemy. I thought we were fighting the accords. I'm not even apart of the accords, this didn't even involve me. Guess I was starstruck by Cap.' 
                          
Scott's Pov
                          
'I left Cassie behind! I wasn't even involved in this mess and still let myself get dragged into it!? God I'm such an idiot. Don't worry Cassie I'll come back and I'll never do any superhero stuff again.
                          
Meanwhile in New York
                          
"Tony, you need to come out and actually work on something." Pepper said firmly on the right side of the bed Tony was in. Empty bottles strewn across the room all from beer to wine. He had some kind of hologram on his tablet working on some upgrades for Spiderman's suit that he might not ever wear again. " You've been in this bed for 3 days I don't even think you've eaten anything." 
                          
"It's my fault Pep he didn't even get a chance to sign, not that I would have let him the Accords are trash." Tony said will tear tracks on his face. "It doesn't matter if it's your fault or not Tony you are going to make this right. Now come into the kitchen or I will have one of your suits pick you up." She threatened before walking out the door. 
                          
Tony hauled himself up and out of his bed and to his bathroom. He looked like a mess so he showered and shaved and all that good jazz. He walking down to the kitchen only planning to get a coffee to appease Pepper but what he saw made him stop. There was a whole breakfast laid out on the table. There were already people there eating. Mj, Ned, May and some guy in a suit with weapons were sat around the table. May saw him come down the stairs and quickly called him to sit down at. The chair to her right. Tony looks at the empty chair next to him and can't help but think about Peter. He gives himself a minute to rearrange himself before steeling himself and talking to the whole table. "Let's get to work." 
                          
Peter's Pov
                          
I wake up with a stiff neck and cold feet but I ignore it and sit up. I make sure to make as much noise as I can. I gave them all night to think about what they did so they should probably be firm in their opinions by now. Whether their opinions changed is entirely up to them. "Good morning everyone." I greet happily enough waiting to see if anyone is awake. "Good morning" I hear several mumbles all with varying amounts of guilt. I wait to see if anyone will talk first. 
                          
"I'm sorry" Clint said last, to whom I don't know but he continues "I don't even know why I fought. Cap just called and gave me a couple of reasons and background info and I ditched my family to go fight my friends." He says so angrily that I have to remind myself that he's angry at himself. "I'm sorry too. I wasn't involved in the fight either I hadn't even met anyone except Cap when he said he needed my help. He gave me little to no details but I still went and abandoned my daughter." Scott joins in on the self pity party.
                          
"I don't even think we were really fighting the accords like Steve said. We were more fighting Tony. God I'm so sorry." Sam said with as much sad anger as possible. "I'm sorry as well, I didn't even remember how Stark helped me as much as he could I just listened to Steve's words and followed his orders like a pliant sheep." Her laugh sounded empty.