Hi! This is my take on how MJ Watson would be introduced after Gwen's death. Based on the Amazing Spiderman by Stan Lee and Marvel Comics.
Disclaimer: Do not own Spiderman franchise. The wonderful and epic creator of Marvel, Stan Lee does.
Peter Parker's POV
It had been a year since Gwen died and I still visited her grave every month. But this time I couldn't.
Due to a unlikely promotion at the Daily Bugle, I was sent to catch some news on some big shot millionaire with a group of junior reporters. I was to lead them and such. But I myself was being 'led' my a senior reporter.
Right now I was standing, waiting for everyone to assemble so we could go to some party that the big shot was hosting. When everyone finally came, with some glares from me, the senior reporter called out our names.
"...Greg Queen..." A short reply came after. "Peter Parker..."
"Yes." I called out, slipping my hood on and sticking my hands into my pockets. When she was done, we were told we could have twenty minutes to go get something to eat or drink.
I sat down on a bench in the park, thinking about all the things Gwen and I could be doing. Right at this moment. I was brought out of my thoughts by a slight tap. I turned around and raised an eyebrow. "Uh... Can I help you?" I asked. The woman just smiled lightly and stood there awkwardly.
"Don't remember me?" she asked, slightly disappointed. I scrunched my eyebrows in confusion while studying her. I then shook my head apologetically. "It's me. MJ, Pete." MJ Watson said.
I stood up in shock, not knowing what to do.
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Mary-Jane Watson's POV
When I heard that woman call out Peter Parker's name, I turned to face the man in question in shock. There he stood, hood up, hands in pocket.
My God what a sexy guy he turned out to be. I hadn't seen him since we were five years old. Him, Harry Osborn and I were tight. I remember them fighting over me before I left, leaving them to rekindle their bromance.
Sighing, I tentatively made my way to the now sitting male. I took a deep breath in before tapping his shoulder. Shit. No going back now. He turned and faced me, confusion written on his face. "Uh... Can I help you?" he asked me.
I just smiled and stood there awkwardly, biting my lip slightly. "Don't remember me?" I asked slightly disappointedly. But to be honest, this was like fourteen years... I couldn't blame the guy. He thought, looking at me for while before shaking his head apologetically.
I sighed before replying to him. "It's me. MJ, Pete." I revealed, causing him to stand up in shock.
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Peter Parker's POV
She looked amazing. The years did her justice. Couldn't say the same for me though. I looked like I crawled out the gutter most of the time, depressing about Gwen.
Mary-Jane waved a hand in front of my face, sending me out of shock. Before I knew what I was doing, I hugged her. She laughed, returning the gesture.
"Long time no see!" I said, twirling her around to get a good look. "Years have done you justice." I smiled approvingly.
"Same to you." she winked. "So how are you?" she asked me, folding her arms. I stood there and stared blankly at a spot behind her for a while. "Peter?" she asked.
"Sorry... Just thinking." I smiled it off, making her nod.
"So, any girlfriends?" she nudged me, giggling.
"Gwen." I whispered, staring at a spot behind her again. MJ grinned and hit my arm playfully.
"Look who's smitten! Where's the lucky girl?" she asked, smiling happily.
"Dead." I croaked out, looking down.
"Oh my God... I'm so sorry. How-how did she die?" MJ whispered sincerely.
"I don't know... All I know is that I got a call from her brother telling me that she died." I lied easily. MJ looked heartbroken and hugged me tightly.
"Oh my gosh... I'm so sorry." she repeated. "When did she die?"
"It was exactly a year last week." I said, sighing sadly.
"What was she like?" MJ asked, sitting down. I sat beside her and smiled, making her smile.
"Amazing. She was clever, witty. Blonde." I looked at her, nudging her. She hit my arm playfully. She had a little crush on Harry when we were young.
"Continue." she smirked.
"She was great. She smiled a lot. Always happy even though her dad died." I could literally see MJ's heart breaking for Gwen's and my pain. "She never let anything get in her way. She picked herself up after her father's death and worked hard to get into Oxford. But she never did." I whispered sadly.
"She sounds like she would have succeeded in life. She meant the world to you." MJ whispered comfortingly.
"Yeah." I croaked out.
"I heard about your dad, mom and uncle. I wish I was there for you." MJ said, leaning her head on my shoulder.
"I'm over it." I assured her. "How about we go for coffee?" I asked.
"I would love that." she smiled.
Thanks for reading! x