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“Okoye! Take the prisoner to his cell.” King T’Chaka orders.
Okoye, the General of the Dora Milaje, which is tasked to guard the Royal Family, also known as the Golden Tribe.
A familiar bald woman stepped forward and motioned to Klaue.
Instantly, two of the Dora Milaje grab Ulysses from under his arms and drag him out of the throne room.
“You should have them search his body.” Peter comments, stopping Okoye who was about to leave the room. “I wouldn’t be surprised if he has some gadgets and trackers on or in his person, which he will no doubt try to use to escape.”
“We will be thorough in the prisoner's detainment.” Okoye says as she follows after her subordinates, leaving the King with the rest of her trusted warriors.
“Well, that completes our deal.” Peter says as he turns back to the king.
“Yes, but might I ask how much sacred metal was in his possession?” The King asks, hoping to know how much Klaue sold off, as he could still recover some of their sacred metal.
“I can weigh it and let you know.” Peter says as he didn’t have an exact number. “What’s your phone number?”
While Peter was putting the King of Wakanda’s cellphone number into his phone, rapid footsteps pitter pattered towards the throne room.
“You’re back!” Shuri rushed past her father and his guards.
Before Peter could reply, Shuri jumped into him like a missile.
“Woah...” Peter uttered as he caught the little princess and set her back down on her feet.
“Can I show you my Spider-Man collection now? You promised...” Shuri looked up at Peter with the hopeful eyes of a child.
‘I can’t exactly say no, can I?’ Peter thought as he could see the amused look on her fathers face.
...
While Peter was being dragged around the palace by Shuri, who was constantly followed by guards from the Dora Milaje, a meeting was called between the tribal council of Wakanda.
The Border Tribe, River Tribe, Mining Tribe, and Merchant Tribe leaders all swiftly arrived due to the Golden Tribes' summons.
As for the Jabari tribe, they removed themselves from mainstream society long ago, and wouldn’t be attending any meetings, no matter who called them.
“It’s been a while since anyone has called an unscheduled meeting.” One of the tribe leaders comments as they look toward the King. “Why have you summoned us, your majesty?”
“Is this about Ulysses Klaue?” Another tribal leader asks. “I heard he was captured.”
Every other tribal leader turns to T’Chaka, awaiting his answer.
“That is true, though we have Spider-Man to thank for his capture.” T’Chaka reveals, surprising every member of the tribal council. “All of you were summoned for a different reason... I was offered a position in the Avengers Council.”
Although they all preferred isolation, each one of them knew about the outside world to a certain extent, and all of them knew about the Avengers.
Especially since their children are all obsessed with Spider-Man and a few other members of the superhero group.
“Why?” A female tribal leader asks. “You are not the Black Panther anymore...”
...
After explaining everything that Peter said earlier in the day, as well as the deal he agreed to for the capture of Ulysses Klaue, T’Chaka watched the faces of the tribal council go through an array of emotions.
On one hand, one of their most hated enemies was now in custody, but on the other hand, it cost them a good amount of Vibranium in return.
Though the border tribe leader didn’t seem all that perturbed by it, as it was his people who were killed by the bombs that Klaue set off during his escape all those years ago.
Losing some Vibranium was nothing if it meant that justice could be served.
But that wasn’t all.
T’Chaka also recounted Peter's words about their isolation and the fact that only one of his council members could easily subdue their entire country.
“I say you decline and throw him out of Wakanda.” One of the more proud tribal leaders says angrily.
“Why? He might be right...” The border tribe leader argues.
Instantly, the throne room was thrown into chaos as each elder had their opinion, which disagreed with another elder's opinion.
Meanwhile, T’Chaka sat back on his throne with a resigned look on his face. He wanted to use their input as a driving force to make his decision to either join the Avengers Council or not.
Sadly, he only seemed to make matters worse.
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“Wow, this is amazing...” Peter commented as Shuri showed him her most prized collectible.
A solid Vibranium figurine of him swinging through New York City.
‘Wakanda likes to pretend that they barely have any Vibranium, meanwhile they have enough to waste on a child’s toy...’ Peter thought as Shuri smiled pridefully at her most prized possession.
...
Once Shuri finished showing everything off and asked Peter every question that she could think of, it was finally time for him to leave.
After all, he had some materials to deliver.
“Do you have to leave?” Shuri asked as she gave Peter her best sad puppy dog eyes.
“I’m afraid so.” Peter said as he pat her on the head in sympathy. “But when I come back next time, maybe I’ll bring my daughter. She could use a friend to play with after all.”
Before Shuri could reply, Peter opened up a portal and stepped through.
“See you next time, Princess.” He waved as the portal closed.
“Spider-Man has a daughter?”
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Arriving back at home, Peter found his pile of Vibranium exactly where he left it, though his Aunt May was ready and waiting nearby with a lecture to end all lectures.
“You can’t just portal random junk into the living room... How could you be so thoughtless... Get this metal out of here... I missed the best part!” May let out all of her pent-up frustration.
She really wanted to see that kiss...
Once she was done with her outburst, Peter moved all of the Vibrabium to his room and calculated the weight as promised.
After weighing a single brick and counting the rest, Peter found out that he has exactly 727 pounds of Vibranium, which meant that Klaue sold exactly 273 pounds of Vibranium.
Of course, his calculation included the gun as well.
‘He must have made tons of money...’ Peter thought as he wondered what Klaue wanted all of that money for in the first place.
After sending a quick text to King T’Chaka, as he wanted to know this information, Peter grabbed two bars of Vibranium and opened a portal to Nidavellir.
...
Stepping through the portal, Peter was immediately crowded by excited Dwarves who wanted nothing more than to trade their most prized possessions for the tiniest bit of Vibranium.
Of course, their enthusiasm magnified tenfold as soon as they saw the metal bricks in his hands.
“I’ll give you anything!”
“How about I give you my daughter? She needs a husband anyway!”
“I’m willing to forge anything you desire!”
As Peter listened to their pleas, he suddenly had a good idea.
“That’s enough!” Long Eitri came storming over and shooed his subjects away. “Back to work.”
“Actually, Wait a second.” Peter says as he opens a portal and pulls out a blueprint of a human skeletal system. “I may have a job for all of you.”
Tossing the blueprint to the group of Dwarves, Peter watched as they huddled together and looked over the design.
“You want us to make some bones?” One of the Dwarves asks as King Eitri looms over them, checking out the blueprint as well.
“Yes, and I’ll pay in Vibranium for your finest work.” Peter says as he tosses over the two bricks in his possession. “One for the alloy mixture you’ll be using and the other as payment.”
As the two bricks flew toward the dwarven group, Peter watched as they all jumped and fought over the bricks.
“That’s enough!” King Eitri shouts as he lifts two of the Dwarves up and takes possession of the Vibranium in their grasp. “No fighting until the order is complete. You can decide who gets what once the job is done.”
As he finished lecturing his subjects, King Eitri handed the two bricks over to an older-looking Dwarf, who lead the group away to start their work.
“I hope you have more of that Vibranium?” King Eitri asks as Peter opens a portal and pulls out two more identical bricks. “Good, one of those should be enough for the materials and payment.”
Peter tossed the giant of a man both bricks.
“Keep the extra brick as an incentive to work hard.” Peter says as King Eitri caught the Vibranium with a smile.
“I don’t know what the hell I’m making, but it will be my best work yet. Don’t you worry.”
A/N: 1491 words :) GN 😴 Ive been up for more than 24 hours and ruined my sleep schedule, but whatever. I’ll do two more chapters whenever I wake up, I guess.