Peni Parker missed her friends from the other dimensions. She wanted to see them again so much that it hurt, but she knew that was impossible. They couldn't all be in the same dimension without five out of the six of them dying, depending on who's dimension it was. So, all she could do was think about them.

But then, an idea began to form in her mind. An idea that she wasn't sure would work, but knew she had to try anyways. She immediately hopped into her chair, which had wheels on it and allowed her to spin around. It rolled over to her desk and she grabbed a pen, immediately starting to draw out some blueprints, which she would scan over and download them into SP/dr.

This was her last shot of seeing her friends again.

Gwen had just finished up a band practice, which she was glad to get back to. Her friends had been wondering where she had gone off to and she lied to them, saying she had been sick when she was really in another dimension. Thankfully, her friends bought it.

She set her bag onto the ground and went over to sit on her bed, ready to relax for the night. But then a portal opened up with blinding hot pink particles surrounding it and out jumped Peni Parker, sitting on top of her SP/dr robot.

"Gwen!" She said, leaping off of the robot with speed Gwen didn't know a child could have. "It worked!" She cheered, wrapping her arms around Gwen's waist. Gwen was shocked that Peni was even here. In her dimension. Right now.

"Peni? How the heck did you get here?" Gwen asked, astonished. Peni opened her mouth to explain, but wasn't entirely sure if Gwen would be able to understand all of the science and engineering involved with it.

"Well, first I had to make a device that I was sure would allow me to travel to other dimensions, then I had to make something that would protect my atoms from glitching," she said. She lifted up her wrist and around it was a shiny blackish gray bracelet with a pink glowing thing that was either a button or screen in the middle. "I made one for you and the others," she said, holding out another blackish gray bracelet but instead of pink it had white.

Gwen slid it onto her wrist, surprised by how well it fit. "So, you said others, right?" Gwen asked. Peni nodded. "Well, how about we go get them?"

Peni grinned and nodded, her eyes sparkling more than they already were, which Gwen didn't think was possible.

"Come on! We'll contact Miles first."

It had only been a few months since he had sent the other Spider-People back to their dimensions and Miles had been having a hard time finding out how to balance out his school life, his family life, and his life of being Spider-Man. He loved stopping crime and saving the city, but he also soon discovered that doing all of that sacrificed his sleep and school work, which wasn't something he could really afford to do.

So his roomate Ganke Lee, being the amazing friend he was, had offered to do the work Miles missed out on. Miles seriously didn't know how he could repay the guy. Ganke just said that he would let him know when he wanted something in return, which he still couldn't figure out what.

Right now, Miles was having a pretty normal day. He had done his homework, sent a text to his parents telling them he loved them, and he had stopped a few guys from robbing a bank, nothing special. Ever since Kingpin, he hadn't fought any major supervillains. He was kind of glad, because he had been terrified when he fought Kingpin and if his dad hadn't been there to inspire him, he most likely would've died, which wouldn't have been a good thing.

Whenever he thought about Kingpin and the Collider, his thoughts often drifted towards Peter, Noir, Ham, Peni, and especially Gwen. He smiled softly to himself at the thought of his friends. The Spider-Gang sure had one heck of an adventure, and without them, he would've never become Spider-Man. He would always be grateful to them for that.

Currently, he was lying down on his bed with his eyes closed, listening to music when a portal began to open up above him, the blue and pink particles swirling around.

Miles!

He could've sworn he heard something.

Miles!

Was he imagining it?

MILES!

Nope, it was real. And he knew that voice. Smiling, he opened up his eyes to see Gwen's face.

"Got a minute?" She asked with a smile tugging at her lips.

Miles pushed himself up into a sitting position, his head tilting upwards to look at Gwen. "Well, I don't have anything else going on, so I guess so."

Grinning, Gwen reached through the portal and pulled Miles through into her dimension.

Peter Porker had a great life. Fighting Dr. Octopussycat, defeating Ducktor Doom, slamming Kingpig into the ground (which was a lot more fun after the events of Miles' dimension). Yeah, life couldn't be better.

Well, maybe it could. The occasional chat with his friends would be nice, but he knew that was impossible. Sometimes he wondered if Miles had actually kept the hammer and if it actually fit in his friends' pocket like he said it would.

The logic of Miles' dimension had to be different than his, so he doubted it would. But, he supposed he would never find out.

He was in the middle of trying to catch a flower, which had somehow grown legs. He wanted to take a picture of it for the newspaper, but it just wouldn't stay still. He was getting annoyed by having to chase the little bugger around when a portal opened up in front of him, revealing three familiar faces.

"Well, whaddya' know? Look who it is!" He said, running up to them. "I didn't think that I'd see you three again!" He exclaimed.

Miles smiled. "Yeah, that's what I thought, but then Peni surprised us," he said and held up his wrist which had a bracelet like the other two, except it was a dark red.

Ham snapped one onto his own wrist, and it was blue.

"Great! Now, let's go get Sweatpants-Peter!" Peni announced.

Ham couldn't help but laugh at the nickname.

Peter B. Parker was really improving his life. He was cutting back on the junk food, helping people, and most importantly, trying to reconnect with MJ. And, it was going pretty smooth. Sure, it had been hard in the beginning, but they were talking more, and he had told her everything about his adventure into Miles' dimension, which she was still having a hard time believing.

But, with enough storytelling, he was beginning to convince her. He told her about how the Peter Parker of that world was dead. He told her about the other Spider-People. He told her about Miles, the kid who had gotten his life back on track. The kid who had convinced him that he wanted kids.

Even though MJ wanted to meet Miles, he had to explain to her why she couldn't, and she thankfully understood. But, he told her that hopefully one day, she would meet him. And, she believed him.

But the more he thought about Miles, the more worried he got. Had the kid been able to defeat Kingpin? He must've since his dimension hadn't destroyed itself yet. But still, he couldn't shake the image of Miles lying down on the ground, his bones broken because of Kingpin's fists. The image haunted him and he couldn't get rid of the possibility of it happening. But he had to hope for the best.

It just killed him that there was no way to make sure Miles had pulled through.

So, Peter wasn't expecting a portal to appear out of nowhere, which brought back way too many memories of getting sucked into a vortex and slammed across the Brooklyn in Miles' dimension. But, he felt relieved when he saw who was waiting on the other side of it.

Miles looked at him and smiled. "So," he began to say. "Does Spider-Man wear a cape yet?"

Peter shook his head and laughed. "Still a no, kid."

Peter Benjamin Parker had to admit that he wasn't as happy as he should be when he returned back to his home dimension. Everything here compared to Miles' dimension was so dull, so dark, and Miles' dimension was filled with life and color.

He envied that.

He always told himself to not get too attached to people, because they would a) stab you in the back. Or b) you could lose them, and Peter couldn't afford to lose any more people. So, he always told himself to close his feelings off to the world.

But, when he got transported to another dimension, he got attached to people again. People he would only see once and no more.

And, he had taken the cube thing with him, which would always serve as a reminder. He had been worried the color would fade when he took it back, but it never had. Maybe it wouldn't, he wasn't sure.

Right now, Peter was tired. It had been a long day of stopping criminals and beating up Nazis, so he just wanted to sleep, even though the possibility of something terrible happening at night always nagging at the back of his mind.

And if something did happen, what if it was his fault? He was about to take his mask off and call it a night when he sensed something behind him and he quickly pulled the mask back on, spinning around to see what it was.

When he saw it was a portal, a faint glimmer of hope formed in his mind, but he didn't want to let it grow, just in case it wasn't who he thought it was.

Somehow, he wasn't sure how, but it was them. They were really right there and he never thought he'd be happier.

Peni, Miles, Peter B, and Porker were all there, waiting for him.

The Spider-Gang was officially back together.

With Aunt May's permission, of course, they had decided to make her house and the Spider-Cave their hangout area, or whatever you wanted to call it. She always made sure that there were never any creepy stalker fans who wanted to snap a photo to get proof of the other spider-people, which the press still hadn't confirmed the existence of. Maybe they were still as confused as the city, especially since the others (besides Miles Morales) had never been spotted again. Which was a little suspicious, to say the least.

Aunt May had been thrilled to see them all again. She checked over all three of her nephews, even if they were from other dimensions. It didn't make any difference to her, pig or not.

Right now, there was a podcast playing over the radio, talking about the mysterious group of spiderlings that had appeared.

The press won't talk about it, they try to keep it from us, but we know the truth. There's more than just one Spider-Man, and maybe the ones we saw were just a few. Just imagine, thousands of Spider-Men and Spider-Women, all protecting their own worlds. The press has been tangled in a web of lies for years now, and we won't accept it anym-

Aunt May shut off the radio, annoyed. "Geez, they've been talking about you all for months. You'd think they would have let it go by now," she said. "These people just can't seem to move on."

Peter looked over at the now-muted radio. "It's been months," he said. "At least for me, anyways. I'm not exactly sure how time really works in other dimensions," he added.

"Time's a tad bit nonexistent for my dimension," Porker said.

"Duly noted."

"The people of New York just don't like to move on," Noir pointed out. "I would've figured we would all know that by now."

"Well, I've been telling them that I am the only superhero in charge of protecting Brooklyn, but you know, people are stubborn," Miles said with a shrug.

Peni raised an eyebrow. "In my dimension, they would've gotten over a bunch of spider-people roaming around ages ago!" She exclaimed. She threw a piece of pink bubblegum in her mouth, she had gotten from a jar that sat inside of her SP/dr suit.

Gwen huffed. "Well, our dimensions are only in the year 2018 or 2019," Noir coughed. "Most of our dimensions," she added. "We aren't in the future like yours."

Peni smiled sheepishly. "Sorry, I guess I just forget sometimes."

Noir ruffled her hair and smiled underneath his mask. "It's not a problem, kid." Peni smiled at him and jumped up, wrapping her hands around his arm. At first, he wasn't sure what it was, but then he realized it was a hug. Peter B. snorted in laughter when he saw how awkward and unsure Noir looked, which caused Noir to shoot him a look and what might've been a glare, but Peter couldn't tell because of the mask.

Miles smirked at the interaction between the two, or well, three if you counted Peni, who was oblivious to what was going on between the two Peters.

"So, what kind of new supervillains have tried to kill you guys?" Miles asked, changing the subject. The Spiderlings turned their attention towards him. "Kingpin and his goons are still in jail, so I don't have to worry about them. I don't know what happened to Doc Ock though. I never found her after a truck crashed into her."

"Yeah, she's probably dead," Peter said. "Anyways, I fought Rhino a few times, who no matter how many times I beat him, still hasn't quit robbing banks. It's pretty annoying, but you know, I gotta live with it," he shrugged.

"It's the life of a spider-person," Gwen sighed, putting a hand on Peter's shoulder sympathetically. "Anyways, I dealt with the Vulture a few times. He just keeps coming back. First time I fought him didn't end well for me.

It was pretty humiliating, actually."

"There've been a few angry mobs, but I was able to handle them," Noir said. "What about you, Peni?" The girl let go of his arm and groaned.

"Only if schoolwork counts. Nothing has come up in my dimension yet."

All eyes turned to Ham, who was tapping his foot against the ground impatiently. "Well, so glad you all finally let me speak! I've been dropping anvils on Doctor Octopussycat, chasing Kingpig around with my hammer, hunting down Ducktor Doom, having a few run-ins with Moosterio-"

"Okay, we get it," Peter groaned, holding his hand up to tell him to shut up. Ham blew a raspberry at him. "Oh, real mature," Peter huffed.

Aunt May shook her head, chuckling. "You're all like my Peter if he was split into three."

Peter nodded. "Alright then, so I'm the handsome, funny, charming part of him?" He asked.

Ham elbowed him in the stomach, which he was able to reach because he was standing on a table. "Whatever helps you sleep at night," he said sweetly. Noir shook his head, clearly disagreeing with the to alternate Peters.

Gwen sighed, trying to hide the small smile that was spreading across her face. "Hey Peni, how long does this protective shield thing last?" She asked, changing the subject.

Peni's face brightened, glad someone was finally asking the important question. "If I did everything correctly, then it should work for a few days before the power drains and it needs to be charged again. When that happens, we might start glitching. There would be a warning telling us to get back to our dimensions before it loses power though, so we should be fine. Probably."

Peter narrowed his eyes and raised one eyebrow at the "probably" part. "That's not exactly reassuring, but alright. I'll trust in the future tech. But if I die or anything, then I want a bigger tombstone than those two, capiche?" He said, pointing at Ham and Noir.

"I've got you covered," Miles said, promising him the larger tombstone.

"Hang on just a minute-"

"Hey, just because I'm a pig doesn't mean he should get the bigger tombstone!"

Well, this was just another friendly Spider-Gang argument.

A lot of exposition in this chapter, I know. Really it was to help me get them all in character so they don't feel off for the rest of the story. If you have any tips then let me know!