"I am so sorry that I've not been able to speak to any of you tonight" Celestia said apologetically, sat at the table where Twilight, Harry, Peter and Mary-Jane were sitting, many of the guests having left during the evening and leaving the group to each other since the main party had quietened down.

"That's alright Princess, you've been busy dealing with other people" Twilight nodded "Its just great that you can talk to us now"

"Yeah, being the ruler of a country and having to deal with so many drunken rich idiots has to take up time" Harry nodded "We can't blame you for taking care of more important stuff"

"Please, I view connecting with my people as more important than a few pleasantries and meetings" Celestia smiled beautifully "How have you enjoyed your night?"

"Its been amazing" Mary-Jane said, slightly nervous about talking to the Princess "I really can't believe how nice you guys are"

"Well I think its been great meeting you Ms. Watson, you seem like a lovely girl" Celestia nodded.

"Yeah, Ms Wonderful Personality" Harry grinned, elbowing his friend in the arm.

"What?" Mary-Jane asked "Who came up with that?"

"My Aunt did, before we met tonight she described you as a wonderful personality and it kind of gave us a few nightmarish thoughts" Peter explained.

"Right" Mary-Jane nodded "And I've gotten rid of those misconceptions now, right?"

"Oh yeah" Peter nodded with a grin, placing his arms on the table and resting his chin on them "You're so much cooler than I thought you'd be"

"Hmmm, I try" Mary-Jane said with a sweet smile.

"So what have we all got planned for tomorrow then?" Celestia asked "A lie in I presume?" A chorus of affirmatives came in from the gathered crowd before the music started to change to a much slower, wind-down kind of tune. Twilight's eyes lit up as she slapped Harry on the arm with a smile on her face.

"Do you wanna dance?" she asked happily "I love dancing!"

"That sounds fun... but, uh..." Harry said sheepishly.

"But what?" Peter asked in a jeering tone "You mean the amazing Mr Osborn never learned to dance at a young age?"

"Shut it Parker" Harry snapped.

"Harry, I am disappointed in you" Celestia said, crossing her arms over her chest and leaning back in her chair "I thought your father would've taught you everything from the two-step to the fox-trot with the ladies man he used to be"

"Playa!" Peter said mockingly, throwing up a gang sign.

"Shut it" Harry barked "You're hardly one to talk about not being able to dance"

"Is that true Peter?" Celestia asked "Can you not dance either?"

"I don't mean to blow my own horn but I was educated in the ways of rhythm and dance" Peter grinned "My Aunt May said that I had to learn if I wanted to be able to get a nice woman to like me"

"And look how well that went" Harry sneered jokingly.

"Shut it" Peter responded with a grin.

"So Tiger, do you think you're up for one dance before the evening's out?" Mary-Jane asked.

"Of course Ms. Watson" Peter smiled, holding out his hand before his phone began to blare the Imperial March theme from Star Wars.

"Huh, who's that for?" Twilight asked.

"That's my boss" Peter sighed, taking his phone out of his pocket and answering it "Hello?"

"Parker!" Jonah bellowed from the other end into Peter's ear, loud enough to make him recoil in pain. An alarmed expression appeared on everybody's faces as the bellowing could easily be heard.

"Yes Boss?" Peter asked, rubbing his ear with a grimace.

"Where are you?" he demanded.

"I'm at a party" Peter answered.

"Well if you want to keep your job you're gonna tell me that you're on Broadway taking pictures of that electric maniac for your supper!" Jonah roared "So Parker, where are you?!"

"I'm on Broadway taking pictures of that electric maniac for my supper" Peter sighed, standing up and straightening his suit.

"Damn right you are, now, remember our deal?" Jonah asked.

"Money for photos, less money for bad shots" Peter nodded.

"Good, now hurry up and get here before the Bugle closes for the day" Jonah ordered.

"But sir... its eleven at night... why are you still open now?" Peter asked.

"I'm not paying you to ask questions boy, just go now and get me photos of that freak!" Jonah screamed before the call ended. Peter stared at his phone for a long second before putting it back in his pocket and turning to look at the others.

"Sorry guys, if I wanna eat this week I've gotta go to work" Peter said, turning to Mary-Jane "Listen MJ, I'm sorry about having to bail out like this but-"

"Its alright Petey, I'll wait for you to get back" Mary-Jane chuckled "But you better give me the best dance I've ever had"

"If that's what you want" Peter grinned "Sorry guys, I'll be back soon" Peter ducked out of the room and disappeared from sight, leaving his group of friends to sit and talk amongst each other.

"Peter's boss sounds like a nice guy" Twilight said sarcastically.

"Yeah, like Hitler was a nice guy, right?" Harry asked.

"You know I actually met Hitler once?" Celestia asked.

Nobody really knew how to respond to that sentence.

Spider-Man landed on the roof of an empty building and took out his camera, setting it to a wider lens and webbing it to the highest point of the building that was still able to get the shots. He had gone back to the power plant and retrieved one of the non-conductive gloves on the way to get his camera from Queens.

"Well... Jonah wasn't lying" Spider-Man said, seeing Electro blowing up cars at the end of the street with several police officers firing on him. Using his free web-shooter he swung over to where Electro was and tried to end the battle early, releasing the web and plummeting downwards, slamming his fist into the back of Electro's head and knocking him to the floor.

"Touchdown!" Spider-Man yelled, standing up and making a Y pose only to have his Spider-Sense go off. He threw himself high up into the air, turning around and attempting to web Electro in the face, the villain now back on his feet and blasting him. The web once again disintegrated and Spider-Man fell downwards, being unable to web-zip away fast enough and Electro fired a bolt at him, aimed for his chest.

"Nuh uh Electro, not gonna work this time!" Spider-Man grinned, catching the blast with his gloved hand before landing "What're you gonna do now?" Electro didn't answer, instead he threw himself at Spider-Man only to be upper-cutted in the jaw by Spider-Man's gloved hand.

"Is there something wrong Maximillion?" he asked mockingly "You seem a little out of it now? What's wrong? Do you need a jump-start?"

"I'm gonna kill you" Electro groaned.

"Trust me buddy, I haven't even begun to annoy you yet, the night is young and so is my sense of humour!" Spider-Man exclaimed happily, turning around from Electro and holding up his hands in a victorious fashion "We're going to go above and beyond in terms of frustratingly bad one-liners that involve electricity!"

"Shut up" Electro growled furiously, pushing himself up to his feet and rolling his neck, his glowing eyes focussed on Spider-Man.

"Now, now, there's no reason for your current anger" Spider-Man jeered "If you really feel bad about it, I'll stop making the jokes"

"R-Really?" Electro asked in confusion.

"Sure buddy..." Spider-Man sneered, leaning forward and resting his chin on his fist "Volt-ever you want pal!"

"Oh fuck you" Electro snarled, blasting him over and over again as he danced around, Spider-man's head glancing in the direction of his camera which was still flashing happily in the background in such a way that made it look like a shorting light bulb.

"Alright, so maybe that one was bad" Spider-Man shrugged, blocking the bolts with his glove before slamming it into Electro's face, sending him flying through the air and onto his back with an angered grunt. Spider-Man glanced around, spotting several fire engines stationed around the area and using his webbing he angled the hoses on top of the roofs at Electro.

"Get in the cabin of the truck and fire when I say so!" he ordered. The fireman nodded and sprinted over to the trucks and got into the cabins, Spider-Man sprinting over to Electro and leaping over a blast he threw, landing behind him and sweeping his legs out from underneath him, catching him by the back of the neck and holding him up into the air.

"Fire!" he yelled, getting powerful jets of water from several different fire engines blasting into him and Electro. The water was so powerful that he had to activate his adhesive powers to remain standing but he could heard Electro shorting out in front of him, his eyes squeezed tightly shut to prevent the water from carving through them.

"That's enough, that's enough!" one of the fireman yelled, waving his hand for them to cut off the spray. The water came to a stop to leave a soaked Spider-Man and dim, shorted-out Electro unconscious in his grasp. Spider-Man crowed loudly at the freezing temperature of the night before tearing one of the rubber hoses from the fire engine and tying Electro up with it, leaving a long lead for someone to drag him with.

"And that was... really anticlimactic" Spider-Man sighed "I was hoping there'd be an enormous fight that went on in multiple stages with amazing effects and lots of explosions before I beat him... oh well, swings and roundabouts I suppose, the fight was still fun"

"Good job there Spidey!" one of the firemen yelled.

"You too pal, you guys work a hose like nobody's business!" Spider-Man whooped back, giving a thumbs up before swinging out of sight, landing on the building and grabbing his camera as quick as possible before heading to the Daily Bugle to turn in the photos and pick up his paycheck.

"So much for Electro" Hammerhead growled, throwing the TV remote down onto the desk in annoyance "He was a waste of fuckin money Boss"

"Now, Now Hammerhead" the Big Man said in a calm tone "I think you'll find that he's made us more money than you'd think"

"How so Boss?" Hammerhead asked in confusion.

"With Spider-Man distracted by our dear Max we were able to pull of three successful jobs tonight, taking into account cuts, takes and payouts we've made a grand total of forty nine millions dollars" the Big Man grinned "I think that we need to commission  Mr Osborn to make more of these... these super villians for us, if for nothing more than to distract our friend Spider-Man long enough to complete our business ventures"

"Do you want me to call Osborn now?" Hammerhead asked.

"No, not now Hammerhead, I believe he's busy dealing with a rival inventor" the Big Man said with a wave of his hand "Toomes or something like that if my memory serves me well"

"Ah, so when he's done with the other guy we talk to him?" Hammerhead asked.

"Precisely my friend" the Big Man answered.

Peter tried his best to dry his soaked hair and style it back up while he was at the bugle, borrowing a pot of hair wax from a co-worker's desk and get back to form before he handed the photos into Jonah before ducking out quickly, getting back to the party just over an hour after he'd left. He returned to see Twilight attempting to teach Harry how to dance. Peter walked up behind Mary-Jane who was drinking from a wine glass and sat down behind her.

"Harry, you just stepped on my foot!" Twilight snapped.

"Sorry, I'm not very good at doing this" Harry muttered "I feel like I've got two left feet"

"I think you might... and would you stop being so sheepish about bodily contact already?"

"I can't help it" Harry whimpered.

"Wow" Mary-Jane said to herself, still not realizing Peter was behind her "He is hopeless" Peter grinned widely to himself, watching as Mary-Jane finished her glass of wine and attempted to sit down in the chair he occupied and sat down on his lap.

"Oh" was all she said, standing up quickly and turning around, seeming relieved that it was Peter "I didn't see you come in"

"Yeah, sorry about sneaking up on you" Peter chuckled "Do you want the seat?"

"Have you forgotten what you promised?" she asked with a sly smirk "We were going to dance when you got back remember?"

"Ah, apologized Madame Watson" Peter said in a French accent, standing up and looking at her with a grin "Shall we?"

"Indeed Monsieur" she chuckled, the two of them linking arms as they walked over to the dance floor.

"Lookin' good there Harry!" Peter laughed at his friend.

"Shut it!" Harry snapped, once again stumbling back and nearly taking Twilight to the floor with him.

"D'you want me to show you how its done?" Peter asked.

"Alright then Casanova, the floor's all yours" Harry growled, stepping away as Peter and Mary-Jane walked to the centre of the dance floor, Peter noticing the royal sisters sitting just in range of his vision.

"Ready?" Peter asked Mary-Jane as they stepped close together.

"Ready" she nodded, the song restarting as the two began to sway and move, a constant stream of simple yet intricate steps as the partners remained locked, staring into each other's eyes.

"You have got to be kidding me" Harry growled, folding his arms angrily as Peter chuckled to himself, his eyes catching Twilight smile softly, seeing a change in her previous attitude towards Mary-Jane that night.

"How long are you willing to dance for Monsieur Parker?" Mary-Jane asked.

"Until you want to stop" Peter answered.

"Ah, good to see you're willing to treat a lady" Mary-Jane giggled.

"Of course" Peter said with a wink "The lady is always right"

"Okay, now you're just being cliché" Mary-Jane chuckled.

"Do you want me to stop with the corniness?" he asked.

"Yes please" Mary-Jane laughed. Peter nodded and picked up the pace of the dance slightly as the music picked up, seeing Luna shift uncomfortably in her seat across the room.

"I get the feeling this is all going to come crashing down on my head soon" Peter thought "Best enjoy the attention while I can" Next Chapter: Arranging a Date-That's-Not-A-Date Estimated time remaining: 8 Hours, 41 Minutes