Disclaimer: I do not own the Amazing Spider-Man! I just own my OC, "Madeline Beckett" and any other characters I make up along the way!

Summary: Madeline Beckett doesn't know-or care-about Spider-Man. All she knows is that her three brothers are obsessed with him. But what will happen, after falling asleep while her brothers watched The Amazing Spider-Man, when she wakes up in the Big Apple, in the world of Spider-Man? TASM movieverse.

Author's Note: I literally have no idea where this story came from. I think I saw an ASM2 gifset on Tumblr, then I googled Gwen Stacy, and then Mary Jane, and now here I am...

Anyways! Don't know what's gonna happen in this fic-it's really one of those "spur of the moment" decisions, so please bear with me!

Let's just see how this goes...

Enjoy!

7 Year Old Madeline's POV...

"But I don't wanna go meet Spider-Man!" I whined.

"I know baby," My Dad said, tightening his grip on my hand. "But your mom is with her friends, and your brothers wanted to go to the convention this weekend and I completely forgot that this was the weekend mommy was going away with her friends."

I huffed and buried my face into his shoulder. My dumb older brothers! I had three of them: the oldest was Mike, who was 13. Then it was Paul, who was 11, and Ian, who was ten.

In my opinion, they were all poopyheads.

"Dad! There he is!" Mike exclaimed. "There's Spider-Man!"

There was a big line up when we got there, but we actually stood in the line for a long time just so the boys could meet Spider-Man.

I'd admit it though. Once we got there, I was completely enthralled by Spider-Man. He just looked so cool!

My brothers immediately ran up to him so that a man who worked there could take a picture. My dad set me down on the ground and knelt next to me. "Maddie, do you want to be in the picture too?"

I just stared at my toes until I heard a different voice. "Come on, Maddie. This picture wouldn't be right without you."

I looked up, and saw that Spider-Man was talking to me. My eyes wide, I walked over to him. He knelt down in front of me.

"What do you say?" He asked. "Do you want to be in the picture?"

And the only words that could come out of my mouth are, "Are you the real Spider-Man?"

"What do you think?"

"I think you are," I said innocently.

"Do you trust me?" He asked.

I was quiet for a minute before I mumbled, "Yes."

Even though he was wearing a mask, I swear I saw him smile. "Then you can stand right in front of me, Maddie."

I did as he said. Mike was on my left, Paul on my right, and Ian on his right. Spider-Man crouched down next to us.

"Say, cheese!" The camera man said.

"Cheese!"

17 Year Old Madeline's POV...

"I've found the movie!" Ian said, pulling the DVD case out of our Marvel movies box.

"What are we watching?" My mom, Sharon, asked as she came over and sat down next to me.

"I said that we should watch Shrek, but it's Ian's turn to pick the movie tonight," I sighed.

"So what are we watching?" Abbi, Paul's girlfriend, asked as she and Paul came down the stairs.

"The Amazing Spider-Man," Ian said as he popped the DVD into the DVD player.

"Oh come on!" I protested. "Anything but Spider-Man. Hell, I'd watch Iron Man instead!"

"What do you have against Spider-Man?" Ian asked as he came and sat down next to me.

"The idea is so ridiculous!" I said. "A guy gets bitten by a radioactive spider? It's stupid!"

"It's brilliant," Paul said as he and Abbi settled down on the floor, since there was no room on the couch anymore.

"Come on! Emma Stone in this movie looks nothing like that chick Mary whatever!" I said.

That was followed by very dramatic gasps from everyone in the room. "What?" I asked, clearly confused.

"That is not Mary Jane!" Ian declared.

"That is Gwen Stacy," Abbi said.

"Who everybody knows is a hundred times better than Mary Jane," Paul finished.

"I thought you loved Mary Jane," I said to Paul.

"No, that's Mike."

Mike would have been here, but he had to work tonight. Every cent that he makes goes to his tuition fees, so he'd been snapping up shift opportunities at the Starbucks where he works every time.

"Whatever! Abbi, back me up here!" I requested her.

"Actually, I love the Amazing Spider-Man!" She gushed. "Andrew Garfield is incredible."

"Boyfriend, sitting right beside you," Paul reminded, putting his forehead onto her temple.

"That's not what I meant," She laughed. "Oh, I can't wait for the sequel to come out!"

"I'm going to claw my brains out," I muttered, slumping against the couch.

"Don't be such a downer," Sharon nudged me.

"Whatever," I said. "If you all need me, I'll be sleeping." I closed my eyes just as the opening credits started. And sure enough, I was sound asleep.

When I woke up, however, there was no one in the living room. I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes, to see if this was just a dream, but when I took my hands away from my eyes, there was still nobody here. My Dad, my Mom, Paul, Abbi, and Ian were all gone.

"Where is everybody?" I called out. I saw the television was still on, the credits rolling. I rolled my eyes. Of course my family ditches me in the living room to go to bed and forget to turn off the TV.

I pushed myself off of the couch and went over to the TV. I tried to take the disk out, and when I saw tried, I meant that the thing freaking shocked me when I touched it. I brushed it off as static electricity and tried again. Same result.

This time, I just decided to turn the TV off and unplug the player. When I touched the TV's off button, though, my hand wouldn't come back, no matter how bad I pulled. It was like my hand was glued to the screen.

"Let...go!" I stuttered. I called up to my family, "Someone want to give me hand?"

There was no answer, and I was starting to get desperate. "What the hell is happening?" I asked myself.

Stupidly, I placed my free hand on the television screen to try and push myself off. It was too late when I realized that my other hand was stuck now too. I started screaming for help, and to my horror, my hand started moving inwards into the TV, and I felt a tugging on my hands.

"What the hell is going on?! Somebody help!" I screamed desperately.

My hopeless screams went unnoticed as I was sucked into the television, the blackness completely taking over.

I finally managed to get my eyes open again, and when I did, I was not in my living room anymore.

I was in the streets of...somewhere. I know it was a city-there are buildings and people and cars everywhere. It was quite of an alarming change, especially since I was from Idaho, a relatively boring state.

I was still trying to piece together where I was when I heard about fifty different car horns honking and a full spin around made me realize where I was at the moment.

I was in the middle of the road.

A very busy road.

How the hell did I manage to get here? Of course, only Madeline Beckett could get magically sucked into a television set and wake up in the middle of a busy street.

I was like a deer caught in headlights. I couldn't breathe, let alone move. But cars were coming at me like crazy, and when it finally hit me to move, I felt something push into my side, hard.

Whatever it was, it did the trick. I was officially out of the road, and safely on the crowded sidewalk.

I heard some rather rude comments coming from the cars that almost killed me, but I wasn't focused on that at all. I was focused on the tousled, brown haired boy that had just saved my life.

When he pushed me over and on to the ground, he had managed to land right on top of me. He was panting rather heavily, as if he had ran a mile to get here, which he might have. "Are you crazy? What were you doing in the middle of the street?"

I was too focused on his gorgeous, dark brown eyes to say anything at first. When I came back into focus, I just slightly shook my head. "What?" I said.

The boy pushed himself off of me before standing up. He extended a hand towards me. I took it, and he helped me stand up.

"What were you doing in the middle of the street, Madeline?" He asked.

Whoa, the hot guy knows my name? Well, he was cute, but in a more nerdy sense, which I found hot. And at least I had the same name.

Wait, he asked me a question! Uhh... "I was trying to save a cat."

Was that really the best I could come up with?

"A...cat," Cute Guy said.

I nodded quickly. "Yup, a cat! It ran right into the middle of the street, and well, I saw, and I couldn't just let it die, so I ran to try and save it."

"And then you just stood in the middle of the street?" He asked.

You were not good at this, Mads. "I've been having an off day."

"Right. Well, saving that cat does sound like you, Mads," Cute Guy said.

Okay, how did this guy know me?

"Do I know you?" I eventually asked.

"Peter? Peter Parker? We've been next door neighbours since we were, like, five?" Cute Guy-or, Peter Parker said, trying to refresh my 'memory'. I felt really bad not knowing who he was, because he looked kinda disappointed that I didn't know who he was.

Peter Parker. Why was that name so familiar?

"Right!" I said. Let's see if I could manage to pass this off. "Sorry, Peter. The adrenaline just kinda, took over my brain."

"I can see that," Peter said with a laugh. His face was familiar too. There's just something about it.

"Madeline! Maddie!" I heard a female voice behind me, and I turned around to see a woman, maybe in her forties, running towards me, a little girl in tow.

"Hey, Mrs. Beckett," Peter said, and I eventually deduced that this woman was obviously my 'mother'. The little girl was probably my sister.

My 'mom' wrapped her arms around me tightly. "Oh, sweetie! I saw you standing in the road!" She pulled back. "What happened? Are you okay?"

"I'm fine," I assured her. I looked over at Peter. "Thanks to Peter."

My mother gushed. "Peter, thank you so much!"

"It was nothing, really, Mrs. Beckett," Peter tried to tell her.

"Peter, we've known each other for quite some time. How many times must I tell you to call me Shelia?" Shelia asked him.

"Right. It was nothing, Shelia," He said pointedly.

"It was not nothing. You saved my little girl's life," She said, wrapping her arm around me, and squeezing me into her side. I forced a smile.

Her eyes lit up. "I know! You should come to dinner some time."

"Mom!" I protested. I hardly knew this kid! Well, it seemed like we actually did know each other, but he knew me better than I did him, and I didn't like that disadvantage. I realized the way I said it might have been considered rude, so I quickly added, "I'm sure Peter doesn't want to come over to our place for dinner."

"Nonsense!" Shelia protested. "I was going to invite May and Ben to dinner anyways. I'm going to finish the groceries, and then come meet me." She wagged a finger in my direction. "And no more walking on the roads, understand?"

"Perfectly," I said, wanting nothing more than to devour myself inwards. Shelia and my sister (whose name I still didn't know) walked off and that just left Peter and me.

"You don't have to come to dinner if you don't want to," I told him. I don't want him to feel all awkward.

"That's okay," He said, waving it off. "If she was going to invite May and Ben anyways, they probably would have dragged me along. And besides, it'll be like old times."

Old times? Were we friends? Great, now I felt horrible and I had no idea why.

"So," I started slowly. "I should probably get back to her," I said. If I had hopes of finding my way back home. Well, to a house, where I'd have a roof over my head and some food.

"Yeah," Peter said. "I'll see you at school?"

School? Ugh, perfect.

"Definitely," I replied, giving a little wave before turning around. I looked behind me for a second to see Peter staring at me, and when he saw that I caught him staring at me, he quickly whipped around and bumped into a pole.

I gasped, but couldn't help the giggle that came from inside of me as he regained his composure. I just shook my head and turned around. It was when I had finally gotten back to Shelia did I remember why he was so familiar.

He looked exactly like Andrew Garfield.

But his name wasn't Andrew Garfield.

His name was Peter Parker.

TBC...

Yeah, it's only a little bit, but I'm definitely going to be working on this a lot. Since there are only two movies, it should be fairly quick to catch up to them.

Anyways,

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