"And here we have the latest batch of special things Oscorp is working on in our weapons and development lab" Harry said, waving his hand at a large glass window that overlooked a huge room filled with extremely dangerous looking items that ranged from what appeared to be tread-less tanks equipped with rocket launchers to smaller, grenade-esque items that were coated in some kind of silver liquid. While Shining and Cadance discussed the more dangerous aspects to these creations both Peter and Twilight were up against the window, fogging up the glass as they glared at each machine. The first thing that caught Peter's eye was a large, flat piece of metal with what looked like thrusters beneath it.

"Harry?" Peter asked his friend, pointing to the piece of metal ahead "What's that?" Harry followed where Peter's point went and found what he was looking at.

"Ah, that's our Mk 1 Aries combat glider" Harry smirked "It was a project commissioned by my dad to be designed for the military to use when it's completed"

"It doesn't look too impressive" Peter noted.

"That's why its the Mk 1 and not anything else genius" Harry chuckled, folding his arms and looking into the room. Cadance walked over to the glass and stood beside Peter with her hands joined behind her back, focusing intently on the silver grenade objects.

"Hey Harry" Cadance said "What's so special about those grenades?"

"Glad you asked" Harry smiled "They're a new brand of grenade that's designed to destroy only human flesh and leave other materials unharmed"

"How fast does it do it?" Peter asked.

"Instantly" Harry answered. Peter raised an eyebrow before folding his arms and looking at the grenades.

"Keep and eye on him... he's got an idea going now" Harry smirked, pointing at Peter as he began to pace.

"There's a few ways that could work, but instantly?" Peter asked himself "That would have to be something extremely powerful but really precise too... nanomachines could be a thought, they could be released and immediately attack human flesh, but I'm not sure if they'd be able to destroy an entire human in less than a second"

"Maybe it's some form of quick-acting gas that gets released?" Twilight suggested with a wave of her hand.

"Possibly, but gas still wouldn't be able to work fast enough to completely incinerate a human being" Peter hummed "Well, Harry said they incinerate... so it has to have something to do with heat"

"It can't be fire that does it because that still can't do it immediately" Twilight nodded "Maybe..." The two teens turned around to each other, and with a direct point, they voiced their ideas.

"Light" they said.

"It makes sense doesn't it?" Peter asked "A flint and steel spark can create a spark bright enough to match the sun"

"And light is nothing more than a visible part of the energy spectrum that can contain enough energy to heat" Twilight nodded "If the grenade somehow replicates the heat of the sun-"

"-In a small but controlled area it could immediately incinerate a body without causing any more structural damage to a building than a small bit of sun bleaching" Peter finished. The two of them turned to Harry, their eyes buzzing with scientific genius as they stared at him.

"So?" Peter asked.

"Did we figure it out?" Twilight asked. Harry looked between the two of them for a long second before shrugging his shoulders.

"Haven't the foggiest" he chuckled "I just know that when you blow it up, it kills things" The other two teens' faces dropped instantly and Twilight walked back to the glass with a gutted expression.

"Hey, Pete" Harry said "You know that thing I said I had for you?"

"Yeah?" Peter responded.

"You up for grabbing it with me?" Harry asked.

"Sure" Peter shrugged "Where about's is it?"

"Just in the other wing around the corner" Harry nodded over to the door "C'mon, let's go" Peter followed after Harry as he opened the automatic door with a swipe of his hand. As the door closed behind them, Harry turned his head to Peter and asked him a question.

"You and Twilight aren't an item, are you?" Harry asked.

"Huh? No, we're just friends" Peter said with a shake of his head before a small smirk appeared on his face "But I suppose you're not asking me that to start a pleasant conversation are you?"

"How'd you tell?" Harry asked "Was it obvious?"

"A little" Peter nodded "But no, if you wanna try and get a date out of her then go ahead, I don't mind" Harry laughed and lightly punched Peter on the arm.

"I knew there was a reason we're best friends" Harry smirked.

"Is it because I help you with your homework and fashion tips and you help me out when I get beaten up?" Peter asked.

"All but one" Harry pointed out "You never give me fashion advice"

"I wonder why?" Peter pondered jokingly, looking at Harry's thousand dollar suit and his sixty dollar outfit "It must be because my sweg level is off the charts and your's is not"

"Is you suggesting that I has no sweg Perker?" Harry asked, returning to an old joke they had between each other.

"Lol faget, you has no sweg indeed" Peter chuckled before becoming slightly more serious "So sweg-less, what are we looking for?" Harry didn't answer the question immediately as he swerved into a room to the left and walked over to a desk where a small black box.

"This is what we're looking for" Harry said, eyeing up the room briefly before clicking his tongue "I'm thirsty, how about you?"

"Yeah, I'm quite parched" Peter nodded. Harry looked at Peter for a brief second before laughing quietly to himself.

"What?" Peter asked, puzzled as to why his friend was laughing.

"You always use big words in casual talk" Harry answered "You're such a swot"

"No I am not" Peter said sternly.

"Yes you are, now come on Count Swotula, we've gotta get back to the others and get us all to the food court again for refreshments" Harry said as he walked out of the room.

"Yeah, he's using words like refreshments and I'm the swot?" Peter asked irritably as he followed after Harry.

"Four bucks for a can of Dr. Pepper and a sandwich!?" Peter exclaimed angrily, getting the attention of everyone in the food court.

"Wassup Pete?" Harry asked from the table he was sitting at with the other members of the group.

"This vending machine is asking for an arm and a leg over here!" he snapped.

"You want me to pay for you?" Harry offered.

"No thanks, I'll get it" Peter growled, jamming the coins into the deposit slot "This better be the best frickin' sandwich I've ever eaten for three bucks" Peter stormed back over to the table, dropping the sandwich onto the table but taking the can over to the water fountain where he ran the top of the can under the cold and clean water before drying it on his jacket. He sat down at the table and cracked open the can, taking a sip before exhaling loudly.

"Refreshing" Peter said "But still overpriced"

"Why did you wash the top of the can?" Cadance asked.

"Because this thing was made and sat in a factory warehouse where you have no idea what's been crawling around on it" Peter explained "Could've had rats and all sorts peeing on it and stuff like that" Cadance's expression remained blank for a second before she pointed at Peter with a glare in her eyes.

"Thanks Pete" she said "You've just given me a brand new phobia"

"I try" Peter shrugged before turning to Harry "So what did we grab in that office?"

"A little science project I asked for to get you to build for us" Harry answered.

"Why?" Peter asked.

"So we can all see how much of a genius you are" Harry responded, sliding the black box across the table to Peter who spun it around and opened it.

"Whoa" Peter said in a surprised expression "This looks intimidating"

"Get to work Parker" Harry said. Peter nodded and began to take the items out of the box and arrange them in groups he could manage.

"So, first off-" Harry said, turning to Shining "You've barely said a word this entire time Mr Armour, you're not bored are you?"

"Not at all" Shining said with a smile "I'm just not that much of a talker really"

"I find that hard to believe" Cadance said with a chuckle "Every time you wake up it takes at least three hours for you to stop speaking"

"I am aware dear" Shining chuckled "But during the day-"

"Rubbish" Cadance dismissed with a wave of her hand "You're just trying to make yourself seem distant and brooding" Shining leaned back and took out his sunglasses, placing them on his face and pulling a duck face.

"Does it make me look sexy?" he asked, throwing up a gang sign.

"No, you just look like a madman, Shining" Twilight chuckled.

"Eh, close enough" Shining shrugged "You can't be an obsessed cop without looking a little deranged can you?"

"And what exactly does this obsession crave for?" Harry asked, resting his elbows on the table.

"Elbows off the table" Peter ordered, pointing at Harry with a screwdriver he had found in the box at him.

"Sorry dad" Harry said with a fake sneer, briefly flipping Peter off before the two of them looked at each other and laughing "Sorry Shining, you were saying?"

"There's not really that much I can say about the case" Shining shrugged "But what I can say is that I'm looking for some criminal crime lord in New York that, as of yet, no one knows who he is or what he looks like"

"That sounds frustrating as hell" Harry said in a shocked tone "I'm guessing that no leads means no progress right?"

"Yeah, he's tearing his hair out over it nearly every night" Cadance nodded, placing her hand on her husband's "Poor baby"

"Thanks Cadance" Shining nodded with a bemused expression.

"I try" she chuckled.

"Speaking of trying, what exactly is it you do Cadance?" Harry asked.

"I'm a fashion designer by trade, I own and run my own fashion brand called Candy Co." Cadance answered "We're releasing a few new designs for this winter next month and I designed most of them myself"

"I'm guessing that you don't do men's fashion do you?" Harry asked.

"Nope, we specialize in things ranging from dresses to lingerie" Cadance said with a shake of her head.

"I'm not sure if its a thing that designers do, but do you wear your own products?" Harry asked.

"Of course I do, it's great advertising" Cadance nodded.

"Do you model for your own stuff?" Harry asked.

"No, I get other people to" Cadance answered.

"Seems a bit wasteful" Peter said, not looking away from the small column he had built out of black pieces.

"Really?" cadance asked "Why do you think so?"

"Have you looked at yourself recently?" Peter asked "From what I've heard when the girls in my school dream of being the perfect woman, they usually describe you"

"And where did you hear this Peter?" Cadance asked.

"When Flash stuffed me in a locker for a few hours I overhead a few girls talking about everything they liked about you" Peter said, glancing easily over the fact he was stuffed into a locker as if it were the norm.

"And what did they like about me?" Cadance queried.

"Eeverything: Height, weight, body shape, face structure, hair and eye colour, breast size, all the things girls want when they dream of being a princess" There was a brief moment of silence before Shining perked an eyebrow.

"When were you shoved in a locker?" Shining asked.

"A few days ago" Peter answered quickly "The football team thought it would be funny to go generic and cliché with the bullying, I think I'm just lucky they didn't give me a swirlie"

"Is that still even a thing?" Shining asked in a bewildered expression "I think the last time I saw that was in some punk-rock music video in the earlier parts of the two thousands"

"I hadn't heard it happening to anyone in a while so I figured it had just died out" Peter shrugged, slotting some kind of container into the column and screwing a cap back onto it.

"Why are we glancing over this like it's nothing to be worried about?" cadance asked in a worried tone "Peter's just admitted that he's bullied at school yet we're just acting like it's normal!"

"It is Cadance" Peter said to her "I don't think you were considered unpopular at school so you were probably unaware of the inner turmoil of the dorks at school who were at the bottom of the social ladder"

"Besides, its been a good few years since he's actually gotten his ass kicked" Harry shrugged "A lot of people know Peter's my friend and they don't tend to actually hurt him any more because of that"

"Why are people scared of you Harry?" Twilight asked "Is it because of your dad?"

"Nope" Harry said bluntly "It's because I'd kick the hell out of most people if they try anything with me"

"Fair enough" Twilight nodded "Harry?"

"Yes?" Harry responded.

"Can we get some more food please?" she asked.

"Yeah, sure" Harry nodded "Go right ahead, just ask the chef to give me the bill after you guys are done" There was suddenly a loud whirring noise from the device that Peter had built before it fired a thin cable up into the ceiling with a hook attached to the top of the wire.

"Huh" Peter said "I figured it would do that"

"Nice job fixing that Peter" Harry said "You know what that is?"

"Yeah, its a high power pneumatic grappling hook attached to an ultra strong poly-fibre wire that's supposed to be able to support the weight of a police SUV" Peter explained "I think it's supposed to be used to tow large objects or act as breaching equipment for SWAT teams, right?"

"Exactly" Harry nodded "How'd you figure that out?"

"Says so in the manual" Peter said, handing Harry a single sheet of paper with the description of the grappling hook printed on it.

"Fair enough" Harry shrugged as he folded the piece of paper and stuffed it into his pocket "You want me to cover the costs of another meal for you?"

"You know I don't like to mooch of people Harry" Peter declined with a smile.

"Tough tits, you're mooching buddy" Harry said, patting Peter on the shoulder and standing up "Right, let's get eating"

As Peter walked through the corridors of Oscorp behind his friends he could feel an constant lurching sensation in his stomach, causing him to feel sick. This effect went unnoticed on Peter until Twilight turned around to look at something they had passed, leading her to notice Peter's sick-looking face.

"Pete... you alright?" she asked.

"I-I think so" Peter said, placing a hand on his stomach and shaking his head to try and clear the sick feeling.

"You look terrible Peter" Twilight said "Do you need to sit down for a second?"

"I... yeah, maybe" Peter nodded after a moment of pause.

"Harry?" Twilight called over to the leading teen.

"Yup?" he asked, pivoting on his heel and looking at Twilight.

"Pete's not looking so good" Twilight answered "I think he's about to throw up"

"Really?" Peter asked with a chuckle "I don't feel like I'm gonna throw up... just like my face is gonna fall off" Harry walked over to peter and looked at him in the face.

"Jeez Peter, Twilight's right" Harry nodded "You look like shit"

"Thanks buddy" Peter growled.

"I think you should go to the medical bay for a while and just lie down" Harry said with a grin "I don't want you passing out and make one of us to carry you there"

"...Right" Peter nodded "I'll go there now"

"I think one of your allergies is acting up Peter" Harry suggested "You didn't eat any sea food did you?" Peter put a hand to his face, feeling a large amount of sweat coat his hand which he quickly wiped on his jeans.

"I... I think there might've been a bit of tuna in that extortion sandwich I ate" Peter joked, swaying slightly on his feet.

"Easy there pal" Harry said, placing his hands on Peter's shoulders to steady him "I think someone better go with you so you don't die on your way there"

"I'll go" Cadance offered "I trained as a first aider and I can probably help him out if he does pass out"

"Well, I can't argue with that" harry nodded "Thanks Princess"

"No problem" Cadance said, turning around and placing a hand on Peter's shoulder "Let's get going kiddo" Peter nodded weakly and began to walk forwards, guiding Cadance to the medical bay as she attempted to keep him from slouching and slamming face first into a wall.

"So you're allergic to tuna?" Cadance asked as they walked.

"Yeah" Peter nodded weakly, dragging his feet across the carpet "Have been ever since I was a kid, drives my Aunt May nuts because her favourite meal to cook is tuna steak"

"Poor woman" Cadance chuckled "But, you're a teenager after all and you're built to raise cain aren't you?"

"I guess" Peter said, turning left as they made it past the food court "Why does the walk have to be so long to get to the medical bay?"

"Because there wasn't one built here?" Cadance offered in response.

"They should've built one med bay for every sector in this building" Peter growled.

"Well you can pitch that idea to Norman Osborn when you feel better can't you?" Cadance asked.

"Maybe I will" Peter nodded. The two of them walked the rest of the way to the medical bay in silence and Cadance handed the hazy teen over to the medical staff and explained what was wrong with him. They all criticised him for forgetting his allergies and helped him into one of the beds where they told him to simply sleep his sickness off. The teen closed his eyes and rested his head against the pillow, hearing Cadance wish him a goodbye as she walked back to where they had come from.

When Peter opened his eyes he could see that the sun had set from the window next to him and that it was now the dark of the night. he attempted to rub his eyes to clear the blurriness from them but only ended up punching himself in the lens of his glasses.

"Ow!" he hissed, looking around the room to discover that it was completely blurry. He figured that he must've fogged up his glasses while sleeping and removed them to wipe them but he discovered that everything cleared up as he removed his glasses.

"W-What?" Peter asked himself quietly, looking at the lenses of his clear glasses before holding them in front of his face. He peered through the lenses and the world once again became blurry.

"Weird" Peter muttered to himself as he slipped his glasses into his pocket. he looked around the med bay once more and discovered that the rest of the staff had disappeared from the ward, leaving him alone. he shook his head and climbed off the bed. As he set his feet down he felt surprisingly lighter, more flexible all of a sudden. It was as if his joints had loosened and he was able to move in different ways.

"Right" Peter nodded, completely bewildered by what was happening to him. He took his phone out of his pocket and unlocked it before calling Harry. The dial tone sounded for a few seconds before it clicked and he heard Harry's voice.

"Hey Pete, how are you feeling now?" Harry asked.

"Better" Peter answered "Where are you guys right now?"

"Well we finished the tour about half and hour ago and we're just standing outside now waiting for our rides to arrive" Harry explained "Are you on your way out now?"

"Yeah, I'll see you in a few minutes" Peter nodded.

"Right, see you then buddy" Harry responded. Peter hung up the call and stuffed his phone back into his pocket before picking up his skateboard from the floor. After checking to see that nobody else was around he set the board down on the floor and placed his foot on it before kicking off and riding it through the halls. As he came to the elevator he felt a very strange feeling overcome him, a sensation of pure stupidity that felt right at home in his head. He observed the elevator as it came down before his eyes slowly rolled over to the staircase entrance.

"Fuck it" Peter grinned after a moment of consideration "Why not?" He walked into the stairwell and looked at the thirty or so floors that lead down to the ground floor and the foyer. He placed the kickstand of the board onto the top step and placed his foot on the board.

"Here we go" Peter said, his heart in his mouth "This could go so wrong" He leaned forward and placed his weight onto the top kickstand and he began to lurch forward. The front wheels of the board began to jump as he rode down the stairs and towards the wall. He quickly ollied into the air and shifted his weight, causing the board to slam into the wall. As Peter hung there for a brief second he felt another dumb urge. He pushed off the wall and tucked his front legs into his stomach, flipping down half the other set of stairs and landing on the hand railing. He began to gain more and more speed as floor after floor went past, his grinding of the rail causing a great screeching noise that echoed throughout the stairwell. As Peter reached the bottom floor he once again flipped off the rail and slammed through the door and into the main foyer. He skidded to a halt and looked up into the tower with excited breath.

"That... was... ncredible" he panted "I have to do that again sometime"

"Hey you!" an angry voice yelled from across the room "Get off that skateboard!"

"No can do pal" Peter shrugged "I was in a freak gluing accident and now this board and I are one"

"Don't get smart kid" the doorman snapped "Just get outside with that thing"

"Can do sir!" Peter winked, pushing off towards the automatic glass door, seeing Harry and the others on the other side of the street, leaning against a railing and talking to each other. Peter smirked excitedly as he put on another burst of speed as the door opened, leading to a staircase of nearly forty steps down to the New York side walk. Peter hurtled out of the door at great speed and after a quick angle change he ollied high into the air, higher than he thought possible, and landed on the stone railings on the steps and began to grind down them. The noise caught the attention of the New Yorkers who were out that night and they all rolled their eyes at another idiot teenager who was going to get himself hurt. With a loud whoop of exhilaration Peter once more jumped over the large statues that sat at the end of the rails on the stairs and he flew out into the street, dodging through cars and cabs, all of whom loudly beeped their horns at him as he merely laughed.

"Pete?" Harry yelled at him as Peter ollied up the side walk and landed the flat of his board on the railings they were leaning against. He slid down the face of the board and landed on the ground while pressing his back up against the board to prevent it from falling to the ground. Peter folded his arms and looked between everyone with an excited grin on his face.

"Well-" Shining noted "You seem better"

"I feel better" Peter nodded "I've never skated like that before in my life"

"That was dangerous Peter" Shining said "I should arrest you for something like that" Peter's smile dropped off his face as he looked at Shining with a gaunt expression. Second passed before Shining laughed quietly, patting Peter on the shoulder and smiling at him.

"Don't worry Peter, I'm not that much of a hard-ass" Shining said "Just be careful when skateboarding in the streets"

"Right" Peter nodded with a sigh of relief. There was suddenly a loud blaring of a limousine horn and the group turned around to see a black limo pull in next to them.

"Well, this is our ride" Shining said, turning to look at Harry "Thanks for the tour Mr Osborn"

"Thanks for letting me take you around" Harry nodded, shaking Harry's hand "It was my pleasure" Cadance turned and shook Harry's hand with a smile.

"I enjoyed today Mr Osborn, thank you" Cadance said. Next up was Twilight, who gave Harry and very friendly smile and shook his hand.

"So... Friday night, right?" Harry asked in a confirming voice.

"Friday night" Twilight nodded "Wear something nice Harry"

"I will" Harry grinned. Twilight then turned to Peter and shook his hand with a grin.

"It was nice to finally meet you egghead" Twilight joked "You're not as big of as a loser as you told me you were"

"And you're still shorter than I am" Peter said, shaking her hand firmly "See you later Twi?"

"See you later Pete" she smirked before walking into the limo. Shining then turned to Peter and shook his hand with a polite smile.

"It was good to meet someone almost as nerdy as my sister for once" Shining chuckled "Now she can babble about science with someone who understands it"

"Glad to be of service" Peter grinned "It was nice to meet you Mr Armour"

"You too kid, look after yourself" Shining returned. Finally was Cadance who, instead of shaking Peter's hand, hugged the smaller teen tightly, nearly squeezing the life out of him.

"It was great meeting you Peter" she said with a beaming smile "I hope we can all get together and do something else again sometime soon"

"Uhhh... me too Cadance" peter managed to cough out, his air supply being cut off by Cadance's rib crushing hug. She let go of him and walked back over to her husband who looked at her with a peculiar expression.

"What?" she asked after a second.

"You nearly killed the poor guy" Shining chuckled as he climbed into the limo.

"Nearly, but I didn't" she shrugged, waving to the other two "Bye guys!" The two teens waved to Cadance and everyone else as the limo drove away into the crowd of cabs and cars, leaving the two of them alone.

"So..." Peter said, kicking up dirt before finishing his sentence "Cadance has to be the hottest thing I've ever seen in my life"

"Damn right" Harry nodded "That woman has the perfect everything from head to toe"

"Shining is a lucky man indeed" Peter said.

"But there is one thing I noticed about the two of them-" Harry added.

"That Shining is really punching above his weight?" Peter asked, glancing at harry from the corner of his eyes.

"Very much so" Harry agreed.

"So... you got a date with Twilight I presume?" Peter asked, stuffing his hands in his pockets and looking at his friend.

"Yup, Friday night we're going to see that new movie: The Fault in Our Stars" Harry nodded with a wide grin.

"Try not to cry, I've heard that movie is really sad" Peter pointed out.

"Maybe I will cry at it, that's a normal reaction to sad things" Harry shrugged before nudging his friend teasingly "I don't just there and tank through sad movies like you, you heartless bastard"

"Hey, I'm not heartless" Peter said, failing to hide his grin.

"Bullshit!" Harry accused with a pointed finger "You nearly cried laughing at the Notebook!"

"That's cause the movie was a piece of shit!" Peter yelled in his defence, taking his hands out of his pockets and holding them out by his hands.

"Yeah, it would've been forgiveable if you were at home but we were in the middle of a school assembly in front of parents and teachers" Harry reminded "The sad parts came on and over everyone trying not to cry you just hear you in the back of the room, nearly fucking dying with laughter" The two looked at each other and just burst out laughing at the memory.

"Dude, you remember that time we played 'Allan' in the detention reminders assembly?" Peter asked, clapping his friend on the back.

"Dude, that was priceless!" Harry yelled, doubling over with laughter and slamming a knee of his hand while Peter leaned back against the fence,tears streaming down both of their faces as they laughed.

"The look on Mr Dudley's face when he saw you shout Allan behind your hand and you just pulled a rape face at him..." Harry said, gasping for breath "It was fucking brilliant"

"My Aunt May nearly killed me when she found out about that" Peter said, wiping the tears from his eyes and trying to stand up straight "Ohhh, fuck me man, we're hilarious"

"No we're not!" Harry exclaimed "And that's the worst part about it, nobody else found it funny except us!" The two of them remained there laughing for several minutes before Harry's ride rolled up.

"Alright, you want a ride home man?" Harry said, still chuckling as he opened the door.

"No, I'm good thanks dude" Peter declined "It's a great night and I feel like skateboarding home"

"You sure?" Harry asked.

"Positive, thanks man" Peter assured.

"Alright then" Harry nodded, fist bumping Peter as he climbed inside the car "I'll see you at school next week"

"Yeah, you too man" Peter said, watching as the door closed and the car drove away.

"Right, skateboard time" Peter chuckled to himself, picking his board up from behind him and placing it on the floor.

Peter had his mind focussed on many things as he skated through the city, his meeting with Twilight, homework projects, school work, his aunt and uncle, and, most importantly, his close encounter with Cadance's bust. His mind was so preoccupied with his thoughts that he failed to notice his board had veered slightly to the left and had steered him straight into the road and into the oncoming path of a large SUV. But before Peter noticed, before the driver his blared his horn and before the lights of the headlights got caught in Peter's eyes something in the back of his mind told him: Forward. By some kind of divine intervention Peter knew what was coming and he knew that he had no chance of avoiding it. Nevertheless, he bent his knees and threw himself skyward, trying for some bizarre reason to jump over the car. And by some golden goddess: It worked. peter flew high over the car, into the air and straight into a building in front of him.

"Oh shit!" Peter yelled, holding his arms out in front of him and splaying his fingers he slammed into the wall. He prepared his legs for the pain of hitting the ground which seemed so far below him, but, the feeling of falling never came. Peter opened his eyes and looked down at the ground beneath him, remaining as far away from him even as the seconds ticked by.

"What-" Peter said, looking all around him as he was sticking to the wall "The fuck?" Next Chapter: The Web Begins to Weave Pt III Estimated time remaining: 16 Hours, 34 Minutes