Something I couldn't resist writing.
Courtesy of your friendly neighborhood Spider-Fan.
Disclaimer: Mickey and the Beanstalk belongs to Walt Disney, and Spectacular Spider-Man belongs to Sony and Disney, and the characters from that and any other Marvel character I use belongs to Marvel Comics and Stan Lee. Oh, I just realized something! I'll tell you about it at the end of the chapter.
Spider-Man and the Beanstalk
Chapter 1: My What a Happy Day
Peter Parker was putting his daughter May to bed with his cousin Ben Reilly as he was putting his son George to bed as their wives Mary Jane and Gwen were about to leave.
"Now boys, for once get them to sleep by their bedtime." Mary Jane said with a smile.
"Good night sweeties." Gwen said as she blew both children a kiss.
"Good night Aunt Gwen." May said.
"Good night Mommy." George said.
"Now go to sleep kiddo." Peter said.
"Could you tell me and Ben a story, Daddy?" May asked.
"Well, I guess one wouldn't hurt." Peter answered.
"Yay!" May called out. "Isn't that cool Unca Ben?"
"Well…" Ben said. "Uh… No."
"This is a story everyone should hear." Peter said.
"Yeah, but not everyone should tell it, and you know who." Ben said.
"Well I'm gonna tell it anyway." Peter said.
"Alright, suit yourself." Ben said with a sigh.
"Now, once upon a time there was a place called Happy Valley." Peter began. "It was called Happy Valley because everyone who lived there was happy."
"That makes sense." Ben said with a smile.
"Okay kids, now close your eyes and tell me if you can picture it." Peter said.
"I think I can." May said.
"Me too." George added.
"It's all nice and green with a lot of hills." May said.
()()()()()
Happy Valley was often called Nature's garden spots, nestled among green rolling hills. A lovely brook, the laughing brook, flowed through the valley. Winding roads connected the valley with stately trees lining them. They also connected the lush fields and prosperous farms that dotted the landscape, and on a hill top over-looking the valley and shining like a jewel stood a magnificent castle, and two precious princesses lived in the castle. One was the fair maiden Gwen Stacy who made fair rules and kept the country clean. Her fellow princess, Mary Jane Watson, kept the country bright, cheerful, and happy with her beautiful singing voice. Men, women, and children came from all over the world, feeding the country's trade, just to hear her beautiful voice.
My… What a happy day.
What a sunny sky.
Kinda make you sigh
In a happy way.
What a very merry day…
All the world is gay.
When your cares are light.
And your heart takes flight.
And you're swept away.
The air is sweet with clover.
The clouds are turning over.
Oh yes they're turning over
Just to show their silver lining.
My what a happy day…
Never knew such bliss.
Never read of this in a book or play!
What a lovely day!
What a great big gorgeous, sumptuous, thumping, bumptious, hum-galumptious, simply scrumptious!
My what a happy day!
When Mary Jane would sing, all the farmers would join in as well, and their work got twenty times quicker.
My what a happy day…
Never knew such bliss.
Never read of this in a book or play!
What a lovely day!
What a great big gorgeous, sumptuous, thumping, bumptious, hum-galumptious, simply scrumptious!
Oh me, oh my, what a happy day!
The voice of Mary Jane cast a magic spell of joy and prosperity throughout the land, but it was too good to last, for one day a mysterious shadow crept over the valley and something dreadful happened.
()()()()()
Mary Jane and Gwen were talking. They weren't biologically sisters, but they had been raised in the same home for so long that they couldn't have been closer if they were. When they sky got surprisingly dark, Mary Jane and Gwen both screamed and tried to run, but they were got by the creature who had caused the darkness grabbed them, and they knew no more for a long time.
()()()()()
When the shadow lifted, Mary Jane and her sister were gone. No longer was the valley happy, for without the magic of Mary Jane's voice and Gwen's wise guidance, all was misery… Misery… Misery.
The grass fields and trees all became a depressing reddish color as the desolation spread throughout the land and everything dried up. The fields of corn turned to dust almost before you could say kerplop. The Laughing Brook flowed no more, and what little water remained fell down the cracks that appeared in the river bed.
To think that this land was once happy valley, and now it was little better than gruesome gulch.
Days passed. Then weeks passed. Then months past.
()()()()()
A group of humble peasants, three orphaned boys, were hit the hardest. All they had was a cow who had dried up with the Laughing Brook. The three boys were all that were left of two proud families who had tilled the land together. Among them were Peter Parker and his cousin Ben Reilly and their closest friend, Eddie Brock. The house was so much to handle for the three boys that it was in a derelict state with one of the doors having fallen off very recently. The three poor farmers sat at the dinner table as they were on the edge of starving to death. By some combination of miracles and careful planning, the three were still alive, still breathing, and sharing a pitiful crust of bread between them. Peter made as thin cuts with his knife as he could to save the last loaf of bread they had for as long as they could.
Were their spirits broken? Did they lose hope? Yes. The three teenagers were facing famine and were left only with beans… Well a bean by now. One bean to split between three people. Peter cut it as thinly as possible until there were three semi-thin bean slices that barely made the bread bulge. The only bright side anyone could have found was that at least the bean didn't have any bones. Eddie, though still muscular, had become gaunt from lack of food, becoming a bag of bone and weakening muscles. A true picture of despair, but Eddie never whimpered. Eddie never gave up.
"SHUT UP!" Eddie called out. "I CAN'T STAND IT!"
Eddie then grabbed as many plats as he could and attempted to eat them like a sandwich before Peter and Ben grabbed him and pulled the dishes away.
"Okay Eddie, easy now." Peter said as Ben and Peter rubbed his back in an attempt to calm him. "Easy now."
"Don't worry bros." Eddie said with a heavy sigh as he breathed hard from the rush of adrenaline. "Yeah… I'll be alright. I'll be alright."
Eddie said he'd be alright, but Peter wondered. Eddie had suffered too much. Ben, knowing how Eddie got when he was riled wondered what plan was forming in the mind of the desperate Eddie.
Eddie meanwhile saw the axe they had used to chop down wood and got a sinister smile on his face as he slipped away and grabbed it.
"EDDIE NO!" Peter called out in alarm when he saw the empty space where the axe usually hung.
()()()()()
"Here cowsie-wowsie." Eddie said in a raspy, demented voice as he approached the cow. "Nice old cowsie-wowsie."
"Eddie!" Peter called out as Eddie suddenly shouted out and lunged at the cow with the axe. The cow mooed in alarm and jumped onto a tree as Peter pulled the axe out of Eddie's hand, and he then began chewing on the tail before Ben and Peter grabbed Eddie and held him down.
"But guys…" Eddie panted as he began to come back to his senses. "I've just gotta eat. I'm so… Hungry."
Ben and Peter helped Eddie into the house where he rested on the couch.
Aw, poor Eddie.