Unmasked
Mary Jane Watson sat down on the bed in Peter's apartment. After just watching him leap out a 12 story window, she had to wonder how he did it. She knew it was one of the last questions he would expect her to ask, but how was he not afraid? After watching him go through those agonizing years in high school as "Puny Parker", she acknowledged the irony and smirked at what Flash Thompson would think of his punching bag now. She felt like she had always knew it was him behind the mask. She had felt it deep inside her, but another, more reasonable part of her dismissed it as wishful thinking. Now that she knew his secret, she remembered everything he had said to her... he had dropped so many hints, it was no wonder she had caught on. She remembered that day when she finally opened up about her ambitions. She had told him she wanted to be an actress, and when she asked what he saw for his life, he had told her it was "Something he'd never felt before." No wonder. He must have been Spider-Man in high school! The fight with Flash... it all fit. She blushed as she remembered first time he had saved her, at the World Unity Festival in Times Square. She remembered thinking "This is it!" as she fell for what felt like forever. Then she felt a pair of strong arms embrace her from behind as she was lifted into the air. One of the most prominent memories was their first kiss... in that alley at night. She wouldn't have kissed him if she didn't know for sure it was right. She knew that they belonged together, even then. Even that fateful day... atop the Queensboro bridge... "Let die the woman you love..." It was all so obvious, if only she hadn't been so blind. She regretted treating Peter the way she had, when he had missed her play because of a "disturbance." If only she had known... Reading the papers that day, she noticed the blaring letters "Spider-Man No More!" it had said. She was downcast at this article, mainly because Spider-Man was her first major crush before she realized she loved Peter. Which was ironic, seeing as how they are the same person. Right after that headline broke out, Peter had come to her asking for another chance, claiming he had changed. What he had given up for her! And he had decided to go back to his super-hero alter ego as soon as she was in trouble. Spider-Man's career revolved around her, in a way. It was odd thinking of him as Spider-Man. She could just imagine Pete swinging from building to building, Pete, the science geek, photographer of... himself. Pete. Spider-Man. The man who loved Mary Jane Watson for who she is, not what she is.
Just then the fire escape outside of the apartment shook and MJ looked up suddenly. She peered out the window and grinned. Directly below her was Peter, still in his Spider-Man outfit. He was looking around, and then looked straight up at her. She opened the window and motioned for him to come up.
"Whatcha doing down there, Tiger?"
"...Hurrying to see you!" He responded, crawling up to the window and climbing in.
"Sorry MJ," He pulled off his mask. "There was some thugs holding up an Armored Car...." He looked sullen.
"What's wrong, Pete?"
"It's just... I love you so much MJ..."
"And I love you Peter, and that's all that matters. We're together."
"Yeah... y'know MJ, you were right all along." He kissed her on the lips and ran into the other room to change.
"Hey Pete, want to get dinner tonight?" She asked.
"Yeah, sure hold on, I 'm almost done."
He came out a second later pulling on a shirt and asked, "Where'd you like to go?"
"Hm... What about this new Italian place down on Broadway?"
"Yeah, sounds great!" He replied.
She stared at him for a moment and wondered why he was just standing there.
"Umm... MJ, listen can you come with me a second... I want to show you something."
And with that, he pulled his outer clothes off again and pulled his mask on. He walked over to her and picked her up.
"Woah, Tiger, what are you up to?" She asked, laughing.
"You'll see. Hold on." He walked outside, jumped up on the railing and jumped out into the sky. She screamed at the first sensation of falling, but then held on to him tightly and realized that Pete would never let her get hurt. They swung through the evening city as the sun set around them. It was absolutely breath taking. After a while, Peter swung over to a building and landed on it. He set Mary Jane down very carefully and pulled off his mask. The stars were just beginning to come out.
MJ looked around and felt as if she knew this place. Finally, she got it.
"Peter... this is where you... this is where I first met you as Spider-Man..." They were at the rooftop garden. The sanctuary he had taken to her after her perilous fall off of the balcony.
"Mary Jane... I uh..." He looked extremely nervous.
"Tiger?"
He then moved closer to her and pulled something out of a web-bag he had made. She looked at it curiously and noticed it was a box. Her heart started beating uncontrollably and she thought she was going to faint.
"Peter..."
"Mary Jane Watson... will you marry me?" He asked.
She grinned the widest smile she ever had and her face lit up. She was blushing and laughing at the same time. She threw her arms around him and he twirled her around. "Yes! Yes, Peter!"
They kissed the most powerful and loving kiss they ever had, because it was a kiss of true and eternal love.
Mary Jane Watson sat down on the bed in Peter's apartment. After just watching him leap out a 12 story window, she had to wonder how he did it. She knew it was one of the last questions he would expect her to ask, but how was he not afraid? After watching him go through those agonizing years in high school as "Puny Parker", she acknowledged the irony and smirked at what Flash Thompson would think of his punching bag now. She felt like she had always knew it was him behind the mask. She had felt it deep inside her, but another, more reasonable part of her dismissed it as wishful thinking. Now that she knew his secret, she remembered everything he had said to her... he had dropped so many hints, it was no wonder she had caught on. She remembered that day when she finally opened up about her ambitions. She had told him she wanted to be an actress, and when she asked what he saw for his life, he had told her it was "Something he'd never felt before." No wonder. He must have been Spider-Man in high school! The fight with Flash... it all fit. She blushed as she remembered first time he had saved her, at the World Unity Festival in Times Square. She remembered thinking "This is it!" as she fell for what felt like forever. Then she felt a pair of strong arms embrace her from behind as she was lifted into the air. One of the most prominent memories was their first kiss... in that alley at night. She wouldn't have kissed him if she didn't know for sure it was right. She knew that they belonged together, even then. Even that fateful day... atop the Queensboro bridge... "Let die the woman you love..." It was all so obvious, if only she hadn't been so blind. She regretted treating Peter the way she had, when he had missed her play because of a "disturbance." If only she had known... Reading the papers that day, she noticed the blaring letters "Spider-Man No More!" it had said. She was downcast at this article, mainly because Spider-Man was her first major crush before she realized she loved Peter. Which was ironic, seeing as how they are the same person. Right after that headline broke out, Peter had come to her asking for another chance, claiming he had changed. What he had given up for her! And he had decided to go back to his super-hero alter ego as soon as she was in trouble. Spider-Man's career revolved around her, in a way. It was odd thinking of him as Spider-Man. She could just imagine Pete swinging from building to building, Pete, the science geek, photographer of... himself. Pete. Spider-Man. The man who loved Mary Jane Watson for who she is, not what she is.
Just then the fire escape outside of the apartment shook and MJ looked up suddenly. She peered out the window and grinned. Directly below her was Peter, still in his Spider-Man outfit. He was looking around, and then looked straight up at her. She opened the window and motioned for him to come up.
"Whatcha doing down there, Tiger?"
"...Hurrying to see you!" He responded, crawling up to the window and climbing in.
"Sorry MJ," He pulled off his mask. "There was some thugs holding up an Armored Car...." He looked sullen.
"What's wrong, Pete?"
"It's just... I love you so much MJ..."
"And I love you Peter, and that's all that matters. We're together."
"Yeah... y'know MJ, you were right all along." He kissed her on the lips and ran into the other room to change.
"Hey Pete, want to get dinner tonight?" She asked.
"Yeah, sure hold on, I 'm almost done."
He came out a second later pulling on a shirt and asked, "Where'd you like to go?"
"Hm... What about this new Italian place down on Broadway?"
"Yeah, sounds great!" He replied.
She stared at him for a moment and wondered why he was just standing there.
"Umm... MJ, listen can you come with me a second... I want to show you something."
And with that, he pulled his outer clothes off again and pulled his mask on. He walked over to her and picked her up.
"Woah, Tiger, what are you up to?" She asked, laughing.
"You'll see. Hold on." He walked outside, jumped up on the railing and jumped out into the sky. She screamed at the first sensation of falling, but then held on to him tightly and realized that Pete would never let her get hurt. They swung through the evening city as the sun set around them. It was absolutely breath taking. After a while, Peter swung over to a building and landed on it. He set Mary Jane down very carefully and pulled off his mask. The stars were just beginning to come out.
MJ looked around and felt as if she knew this place. Finally, she got it.
"Peter... this is where you... this is where I first met you as Spider-Man..." They were at the rooftop garden. The sanctuary he had taken to her after her perilous fall off of the balcony.
"Mary Jane... I uh..." He looked extremely nervous.
"Tiger?"
He then moved closer to her and pulled something out of a web-bag he had made. She looked at it curiously and noticed it was a box. Her heart started beating uncontrollably and she thought she was going to faint.
"Peter..."
"Mary Jane Watson... will you marry me?" He asked.
She grinned the widest smile she ever had and her face lit up. She was blushing and laughing at the same time. She threw her arms around him and he twirled her around. "Yes! Yes, Peter!"
They kissed the most powerful and loving kiss they ever had, because it was a kiss of true and eternal love.