Tales of Spider-Men


Author: Sakura123 (weber_dubois22)

Genre: General/Friendship/Adventure

Rating: T

Category: Spider-Man Multiverse (animated; Beenoxverse; 616; 1610; 2099)

Written: 7/14/2012

Finished: 8/17/2012

Characters: Peter Parker; Miguel O'Hara; Miles Morales; Mary Jane Watson; Mayday Parker

Summary: A series of drabbles spanning from the Spider-Men of 616, 1610, animated and Beenox universes. Well, almost every Spider-Man.

Disclaimer: Spider-Man, and all things related to the franchise, is property of MARVEL COMICS, Peter David, Stan Lee, Steve Ditko, Brian Michael Bendis, Activision/Beenox and the Walt Disney corp.

Authors Note: The last time I wrote anything for Spider-Man I was about fourteen and sufficed to say none of them were very good in retrospect. I'll probably never write a full length story with a consistent continuity, but I thought it wouldn't hurt to write a few drabbles to detoxify on the Spider-Man high I've been experiencing thanks to, you guessed it, Ultimate Marvel's Spider-Men crossover, Spider-Man 2099, Spider-Girl, Spider-Man: Edge of Time and rewatching Spider-Man: The Animated Series (1994-1998). The series here is pretty TAS-centric as this show gave me a crapton of feels and broken hearts that cannot be concealed.


Title: That Jackpot

Universe: Spider-Man: The Animated Series

Summary: Tag for "The Return of the Spider-Slayers"; a peek into the awestruck mind of Peter Parker after meeting Mary Jane Watson.


And to think he'd been dreading this like a man preparing for his end. Who could dread this red-haired beauty? The woman that stood before him was a confident and vibrant as the words that struck him stupid with a smile.

"Well?"

Peter blinked, the feeling in his face was slowly returning as his smile shrank and his teeth fell back behind the cover his thin lips. C'mon, Parker, think, think. Don't stand there looking like a bonehead. "Uh, hi, I'm Peter," Smooth maestro, smooth. Mary Jane laughed a little, her bodacious posture relaxing into a less dramatic pose. "I gathered that much, sport," She smiled. "I'm Mary Jane, your blind date."

"Oh- uh, of course, right!" Duh. Peter's tongue was useless to him. His mind tripped over what to say next, how to say it without coming off completely ridiculous. Nothing came to him. He swallowed and pulled a little at his collar, his embarrassment rising above the point of maximum. "Uh, would you like to come in?" He asked, stepping back from the door and opening the entrance to her.

"Sure, it's what I'm here for," Mary Jane gave him another wink and sashayed past him. Peter shut the door behind him and fell against it, his knees feeling more than a little wobbly. He took a moment to catch his breath before he followed Mary Jane into the living room. May stepped out of the kitchen delighted to see the young woman.

"May Parker, nice to see ya again," Mary Jane embraced May. "It's so good to see you as well, Mary Jane," The elderly woman returned the show of affection, a little taken aback. Peter maintained his distance, plenty happy to see that there was already a strong connection between them.

"Oh, dear, don't let me keep you, you've got a date!" May pulled away from Mary Jane and began to fuss with her curls, a sure sign she was flustered or getting there. Mary Jane waved her off, her hand falling on her jutting hip once again. "Don't sweat it, May, I wouldn't mind spending the night here and I'm sure Peter wouldn't either, would ya, tiger?"

Yes I would. Peter found himself thinking despite the forced smile on his lips. "No, not at all," He answered hoping he didn't sound as nervous as he was feeling. "Oh, dear, are you sure? I know how important first impressions are," May said, her concern ever present. You don't know the half of it, Aunt May, Peter thought to himself, trying his best not look so obvious in his appraisal of Mary Jane.

There was a flicker of an expression on Mary Jane's face that Peter didn't quite catch; his first instinct was the fall back his spider-sense, but all was quiet in his head. The woman placed a consolidating hand on May's shoulder and smiled. "I was just kidding, May, but I'd love to have dinner at your place sometime, but we've gotta run," Mary Jane turned and closed the distance between herself and him. "C'mon, Peter, time's a-wastin'." She headed back into the hall.

"Right, see later Aunt May," Peter farewelled his aunt in a distracted voice. If she replied he didn't hear her. Stepping out the door, Peter barely got the chance to shut it when he was grabbed by the arm and lead down the sidewalk. "So, what did you have in mind?"

"Uh-I uh," think fast, Pete, think fast, "There's this great a restaurant a lot the students go to for lunch, dinner and breakfast. You game?"

"Sure, I think I know the place your talking about."

"You do?"

"Yeah, my friend Liz Allan works there," Mary Jane explained. "Gives me all kinds of discounts when she can."

"Huh," Peter smiled. "Fancy that."

"It's a small world after all?" Mary Jane chuckled.

"Something like that."


TBC