Disclaimer: I don't own Spider-Man, obviously. Why would I want to? I don't want to own him, I want to go out with him! I don't own M.J. or Flash either, nor do I want to go out with them. I do own Mark, Claire, Matthew, and the Liberty Loft.

"There's the mail truck!" cried the oldest child of Peter and Mary Jane Parker.

"Go get the mail for me, will you, Mark?" M.J. asked.

"ASAP, Mom," he replied, grinning.

He soon returned and plunked a pile of letters in M.J.'s lap. "There you go!" he said as he sauntered off to play his Game Boy.

M.J. rifled quickly through the letters, while her younger son, Matthew watched with interest. "Anything for me?" he asked hopefully.

His older sister Claire asked," Did you send away for a toy you saw on the back of the oatmeal box or something?"

Matthew shook his head,"No," he replied," I just was wondering."

Mary Jane looked across the table at her husband, who was staring at the bills with a none too happy expression. "Look, Peter, here's an invitation to the ten year reunion for high school. That would be fun to go to, wouldn't it?"

Boyish singing wafted over from the direction of the Game Boy. " Reunited, and it feels so goooood! Hee hee ha ha!" Mark crooned.

Peter groaned."Mark, I hate that song! And I don't particularily want to go to the reunion. I don't want to see Flash Thompson, and I'm sure he doesn't want to see me!" Peter declared.

"Peter, it'll be fun! They're having a fancy dinner at Liberty Loft on Ellis Island Friday, and a picnic for everyone's families at Central Park Sat. afternoon! We don't have to talk to Flash. Ugh, I don't even want to talk to Flash!" M.J. said persuasively.

Peter smiled. " It doesn't sound too bad. And it would be fun to see how everyone's changed in ten years. Allright, count me in."

"Oh good! I'd better go shopping for a new dress. And it wouldn't hurt for you to get a new tie, Pete." M.J. beamed.

" Liberty Loft! Oh, this is exciting! I've never been there before, have you, Pete?" Mary Jane chatted en route to the dinner.

To eat? No. To foil a jewel robbery, yes." Peter replied.

M.J. looked over at him with interest."Oh, really? Well, is it nice in there?"

"Of course it was! You don't have jewel robberies except in fancy places. I would know," Peter answered.

M.J. nodded quickly."I know it's fancy in there. But, is it nice sort of fancy? Or is it a stuffy sort of fancy?"

Peter shrugged," I'm not too good a judge of that. Anyway, I was a little preoccupied. But it looked nice to me."

" Well, at least it did before the thief tried to escape! I'm afraid it was a little cobwebby in there when I left," Peter said with a mischievious grin.

" It's a good thing we didn't bring Mark and Matthew! Cobwebs seem to follow them wherever those two go," Mary Jane commented.

" There's one good thing, though. We never have to buy Silly String!" Peter said.

As M.J. was giggling, she cried," There's the resteraunt! I hope my dress looks okay."

"You look beautiful," Peter said sweetly.

" Oh, you're so nice, Peter!"M.J. beamed.

" Do you recognize anyone?" Peter asked, looking a little bewildered.

"Nooo-wait, there's Katie Ghent and Maria Feducci! I haven't seen them in years! Let's go say hi!" said M.J., happy to have recognized someone.

Peter did a double take." That's Maria Feducci? She sure looks different!"

"Now remember Peter, chemistry wasn't the girls' favorite subject in school, so let's not talk too much about that, okay?" M.J. said carefully.

Peter suddenly looked thoughtful as he asked," I don't talk that much about chemistry, do I?"

"C'mon, Peter!" M.J. said quickly, with a funny look on her face.

Mary Jane walked over,"