WARNING: Endgame/Far From Home spoilers ahead. Please don't continue unless you've already seen it.

Prologue

Morgan Stark sat on the couch, head in her hands. She sighed, not sure what to do. Playing just wasn't the same without dad and Peter around.

"I'm bored," complained Morgan. She looked around in case she missed a toy. Of course she didn't.

"I know," replied Harley from next to her. "You want to go out? A change of scenery might do you some good."

Harley had been great after her dad died. After the Mysterio incident, he decided to visit her and mom, at least for a few weeks. Sadly, he'd have to go home after that.

"I guess," said Morgan. "I just thought things would get better, but... it's even worse."

"Maybe the world just needs more time to get back on its feet," suggested Harley. "But it's worse for us, what with losing your father and all."

"And Peter too," said Morgan. "I was just getting to know him, but then everyone turned against him. Why do people have to be so stupid?"

"I don't know," said Harley. "But I'm sure Happy's taking good care of Peter and his Aunt May. Maybe once everything settles down, they'll let us visit them at their safe house."

"You think?" perked up Morgan. "That would be amazing!" She really missed Peter.

"I do," said Harley. "We're not the ones they're hiding from. But let's see about that park. Maybe playing with some other kids will cheer you up."

"Maybe," said Morgan. "They've always been mean to me. But maybe things will change now."

"Won't know until you try," said Harley. "Tell you what? We'll leave as soon as they start being mean, okay?"

"Okay," said Morgan, perking up. At least she could get out of the house for a little bit.

Of course the park wasn't much better. She should have known. Her dad should be here, taking her to the park instead of Harley. A tear dropped from her face, but she wiped it up. She could do this, it was just a park. And maybe the other kids wouldn't bother her now.

"I'll just be on that bench if you need me," said Harley, pointing to one nearby. "Go have fun with the other kids."

"I'll try," she said, suppressing a shiver. Memories flooded of them being mean to dad for failing to save everyone.

Leaving Harley, she walked in the sand, heading towards the slide. But before she could start, one of the girls intercepted her.

"Oh, there you are, loser. I thought we'd never see you again after what your precious spider did!"

"Shut up!" yelled Morgan. "And Peter's not a criminal! Why does everyone keep thinking that?"

"He killed Mysterio, you dolt! Would have killed us too if he had a chance. Don't you ever pay attention?"

"Yeah, well, maybe Mysterio's a big, fat liar," replied Morgan. "You shouldn't believe everything you hear."

"Don't call Mysterio a liar! What's your problem? Still crying over your precious daddy?"

"Take that back!" yelled Morgan. Why did she have to bring her dad into this? Luckily, Harley chose that moment to rescue her.

"What's the problem here?" asked Harley. "Is she giving you trouble?"

"She called Mysterio a liar!" exclaimed the other girl. "She has some nerve."

"She's being mean over daddy and Peter," said Morgan.

"Well..." said Harley. "It's not like we ever heard of Mysterio before he showed up. And it's mean to bring her daddy into this."

"He came from an alternate reality, dolt! That's why we never heard of him!"

"Harley, can we just go home now?" asked Morgan. "I doubt she'd listen to anything we'd say."

"You're probably right," he said. "Sorry the park didn't work out, Morgan"

"It's okay," she said. And it was.

"I don't think alternate realities work that way," said Morgan, once they were back at home. "How could she be that dumb?"

"Morgan, not every kid knows that stuff. You're just ahead of the curve because your dad's a genius."

"Still no reason to believe everything on the news, or insult my daddy." She leaned back on the couch, trying to get comfier.

"That was uncalled for," agreed Harley. "But scientifically, they might exist. There's just no conclusive evidence either way."

"Well, I guess the time heist could have created alternate realities," admitted Morgan. "Doubt that had anything to do with Mysterio though." If only she knew what happened there.

"Probably not," said Harley. "But Peter's not ready to talk about it yet. Can't really blame him, though."

"Me neither," said Morgan. "I wish we could change it, but... we wouldn't even know what to change."

"No way to change it anyway," pointed out Harley. "What happened, happened."

"We do have a time machine in the lab," reminded Morgan. "Don't know how to use the thing though."

"Wait, wait, what? The time machine's still here? Why is this the first time I'm hearing about this?" asked Harley.

"The Avengers wanted to keep it a secret," admitted Morgan. "Didn't want another bad guy using it to cause chaos."

"I thought they destroyed it though."

"They discussed it," said Morgan. "In the end, they thought it was better to keep it in case another Thanos showed up."

"But... but... why haven't you used it? To you know, save your dad, or Aunt Nat?"

"You think I never thought about it?" asked Morgan. "I asked Uncle Bruce that first thing. He said I'd have better odds of blowing myself or the reality up then actually saving anyone!"

"But then how did they use it against Thanos?!" asked a confused Harley.

"They didn't actually change anything though," pointed out Morgan. "Just borrowed the stones and returned them. It's the actual changing things that's risky."

"Except for their accident in New York," said Harley.

"That might have blown Loki up," said Morgan. "Or created branched realities. Thing is, it's risky. Not like it matters since we don't know how to use it anyway."

"But what if we found out?" he asked. "If we got it going again, would you want to rescue Peter?"

"I'd want to, but again, we don't know what happened. What about dad though? It's not fair he died like that!"

"Too risky," said Harley. "I know it sucks, but we might end up undoing what the Avengers did, and then where would we be?

"What if we didn't change anything then? Like what the Avengers did? Maybe we could just go say goodbye to him. And then pop over to Peter, and warn him about this Mysterio person."

"That might actually work," Harley admitted. "Maybe. We'd have to figure out how to use it first, and we'd have to keep quiet. I doubt the adults would like it if they knew what we were up to."

"I can keep secrets," said Morgan. "This should be fun."

The next day, they headed down to the secret lab. Morgan wasn't too hopeful, but at least it was better than just sitting around doing nothing.

"This won't work," said Harley, after examining the lab. "The Avengers knew what they were doing."

"How so?" she asked. "We have a time machine, and we have time travel suits." She picked up the smallest one. "I'm pretty sure this one will fit me once it auto-adjusts."

"I think that one was Rocket's," said Harley. "But the suits aren't the problem. It's the pym particles."

"I remember! Dad and Uncle Steve had to travel back to get more! But what about them?"

"They're not here," said Harley. "Ant-Man probably took them back, which is just as well. Harder for bad guys to use if the lock and key are separated."

"I guess that makes sense," said Morgan, biting back some disappointment. "Not like it matters though. We can't save dad, and Peter might not believe us anyway."

"Maybe it's just as well," said Harley. "But still, I finally saw a real life time machine. Tell you what though? Maybe we can't use it, but maybe we can pretend it's real."

"Okay!" said Morgan, perking up. "I never pretended to time travel before! And uh.. I guess we can pretend the suits already have particles in them since we don't have any."

"We can do that," said Harley. "Here, you put that suit on, I'll try to find one that fits me. Then we can pretend that we actually know how this thing works."

"Just as well we can't for real," said Morgan. "I doubt dad left instructions when he made it. We might have blown ourselves up."

"Well, let's stop with the real talk, and start with the pretend, " said Harley, slipping on the suit. "Put yours on. So Captain Morgan, where do you want to go first?"

Morgan grabbed the small suit, and slipped it on. As expected it resized to fit her. "There we go. That suit looks good on you, Harley. Too bad you couldn't come with them."

"I'm not a superhero like your family," said Harley. "I probably would have just been in the way."

"Well, if we're pretending to time travel, maybe we can pretend we're superheroes too? Might make the game more fun."

"Good idea!" said Harley. "So, Iron Girl, where do you want to go first?

"Peter," she replied. "Let's go back, and warn him that Mysterio is a liar. And if he doesn't listen, we can deal with Mysterio ourselves."

"Good plan," said Harley, walking up to the portal. "Thankfully it's unplugged or this could be dangerous. He pushed a few buttons, and moved levers a few times. The machine stood still. "There you go, Iron Girl. Get in the portal, and I'll be right behind you. Just need to send you off first."

"Okay, Spider Boy," she replied. There wasn't anywhere to get on, so she used a stack of books to climb up to where the portal should be. Close enough to work. "Bring on the portal power."

"Okay, Ready? On Five, Four, Three, Two, One… Go!" Harley pushed a random button, but this time, the machine clicked into action. The portal appeared, all black. Unexpected, but it was just fancy lights without the particles.

"Morgan!" yelled Harley. "Try to get out of there! I'll try to shut it off!"

"Must be the backup power," she replied, trying to get off the machine. Unfortunately, she tripped on the way to the books, activating the suit.

Rocket must have stolen an extra pym particle she thought, right before being sucked into the portal.

What to do, what to do. She grabbed the gps, and pressed what looked like a back button. Nothing.

At least I won't be lost in the void, she thought, before letting the realm take her where it wanted.