Midtown High - Outside Food Table

Gwen's POV

Gwen Stacy here, live in Midtown High.

Ecch, too much like TV news.

You know, most girls would say that I'm so lucky to be the girlfriend of the amazing Spider-Man (especially that bitch Felicia), but I don't see it; I mean, of course I don't hate him, he is my boyfriend after all, but if you've hung around Peter as much as I have, you start to notice some things that a lot of people wouldn't necessarily call studly. I mean, I can't list an example off because it involves too much science talk, but you know what I'm sayin'.

My mind then shifts to other things that have happened ever since bug-boy got his powers, like...well, him gettin' his powers, the whole Lizard deal, a dude who looks like a walkin' couch, etc.

But I'm kinda gettin' off topic, let's go to some cheerful stuff..

I felt a hand touch me on the shoulder. "What the f**k, Peter?" I nearly shouted. He put his hands up in surrender. "Don't sneak up on me like that."

"Sorry Gwen," he apologized. "I tried calling you three times. That music's got your head in the clouds."

Maybe he's-no, he shouldn't have snuck up on me! But I'll let it slide. I smile at him and motion for him to sit next to me. As soon as he did, I grabbed the front of his shirt and planted one on him. Hehehe, that silly lookin' grin on his face is always funny to see.

Pulling away, I notice that he has a big purple bruise on the side of his face. "Whoa bug-boy, what happened to you last night?" I asked.

He shrugged. "You know, tall, dark and goopy struck again. It's like the guy's a crazy ex-girlfriend or something, he just won't let up."

"You get your ass kicked again," I said.

"No. Pssh, nah, come on! But someone did show up." He stood up from the table and looked at me. "You coming, Gwen?"

I giggled at the sex joke. Ok, it's not a sex joke intentionally, but the words. "That's kind of a personal question, Petey."

He rolled his eyes. "Oh hardy har har. I just wanna be somewhere private."

I put my drumsticks on the side of my backpack and follow him into the school's hallways. You know, it's a really good thing there's no staff or other people inside durin' lunchtime. Probably out smoking weed, who knows.

"So there I was, pinned by goopy man, it looks like I'm gonna die, then all of a sudden, this girl shows up-" Peter began, but I stopped him.

"Peter Parker, are you seein' other girls behind my back?" I said. I know he'd never do anything like that, I'm just teasing him.

But that 'Black Cat' bitch has. No I'm not jealous...shut up!

"N-no, never, wh-what the what, no!" His voice gets all high-pitched in situations like this, it's adorable. I'll stop now.

"Moving on," he continued, stopping at his locker, which was conveniently next to mine. "this girl shows up, and it looks like she's got the same powers I got. She choked out Venom, then just disappeared. It was so crazy."

"So there's another bug-person out there beating up bad guys in his or her jammies?" I asked.

He huffed in annoyance. "T-they're not pajamas, Gwen, it's spandex. Two totally different things, babe."

I smirked when he called me 'babe'. "Alright, spandex-pajamas, how's that?"

"Now you're just teasing me," he responded. I stuck my tongue out at him as he opened his locker. "But this is serious, Gwen. This girl knows who I am!"

"What?!" I exclaim. "This is bad. Really, really, bad!"

"Tell me about it, blondie."

"Did you see her face?"

Peter shook his head. "Nah, she had a mask on. You should've seen her, Gwendy. She's a big copyright infringement sign walking, or swinging, around."

"I hope you find that girl and lay down the law," I responded.

"Trust me, I got this," he said, trying to sound badass. Key word being 'try.'

I was about to answer back, but then I heard bug-boy's homemade police scanner (the hell does he come up with that?!) go all crazy. His locker reminds me of my dad's car, only without the massive amount of shouting.

"Uggghhh, really? Right now?" Petey said.

"Why? Pooped out from last night there, spandex?" I retorted.

"No. Chemistry class is next, and that's my favorite and I don't wanna miss it!" he whined. Tch, what a baby, but he's mine, hehe. Petey then looked at me like a lost little puppy. "Gwendy, do you mind, uhhh, covering for me?"

I rolled my eyes and sighed. "This is the third time I've had to cover for you, dude!"

"I know, I know, but there's danger out there. Pleeease?" Goddammit, now he's clasping his hands and that puppy dog look.

Resist...

Resist...

It's too cute...will fading..."Fine!" I surrendered. Peter smiled and hugged me.

"Don't worry Gwendy, I'll be back in no time!" And there he goes again, running off to save the world. Any normal person would be kinda bitter about this, but I kinda feel jealous; running off, getting some action, being a hero, sounds kinda cool.

I smile a little bit to myself when I see him from outside the window swingin' away.

You know, I just thought of somethin': those webs ain't the only sticky white stuff that comes out of him, hehehe...

I'll stop now.

Lower Manhattan

Peter's POV

Why do these bad guys choose the most inconvenient times to be bad guys? Jesus Christ, I was really looking forward to Chemistry class!

I'm gonna sucker punch whoever's messing up Manhattan in the wiener this time around!

Uh-oh, spider sense tingling!

Whoop! I just back-flipped over a flock of birds coming my way; believe me, that is not something easy to do, man.

Spider-sense tingling again! Man, where were you when I was fighting tall, dark and goopy!

I look down onto the street below and I see the good ol' Boys in Blue (they're only good if they're not shooting at me) crowding all around the street and blocking off traffic.

"Yo yo, boys in blue!" I call out, landing onto the site. "Spidey's here! What the deal is?"

"Well well well, if it isn't Mr. Gay Pride of the East Side himself," one of the officers said to me.

Y-you know what, I'm just gonna let that one slide for right now.

"But you came a few seconds too late, webhead," he continued. "Our little problem's all tied up." He pointed to the left of himself. Pushing past the crowd of onlookers and officers, I saw my good ol' buddy the Shocker. God that's such a stupid name.

As I look at him, he's all tied up in...webbing?

The 'Web-girl' from last night? Nah, couldn't be, right?

I walked toward the couch wearing s**thead and ripped the cobwebs from his mouth. "Hiya Hermie!" I greeted with fake enthusiasm.

"F**k you, bug," he told me.

"How many times do I gotta tell you, man: spiders are arachnids!" Some people just never learn...

Hermie just gave me a grin in response. "Y'all all look the same to me."

That's racist.

"Look Hermie, I just wanna help you out, man. Now, be a gentleman and tell me who did this to you before I punch your teeth in, huh? Or you could spend the next however long it takes your buddies to bust you out of the slammer?" I know I shouldn't be this angry, but I'm missing my favorite science class, I had a rough night, and this dude's just getting on my damn nerves.

"Guess I don't have a choice. She moved so fast, even faster than you, webhead. Then the next thing I know, I'm like this."

I scoffed. "Lemme guess: she had brown hair and wore red, right?"

"How'd you know that, Mr. Psychic?"

I turned away from the villain-with-a-stupid-name when I felt my spider-sense tingle; for some strange reason, it wasn't tingling as strongly as it should've been. I looked out into the crowd of on-lookers and noticed one of them walking along. Her eyes fell onto mine and suddenly, she just took off running.

I turned back to the Shocker. "Stay," I said, like a kid to his dog. I shot a web into the sky and took off after her.

Oh s**t, almost hit a pole there!

Anyways, I'm chasing after this girl and I gotta say, she is fast! I mean, like, she could give Usain Bolt a run (hehe, pun) for his money. I see her turn left into an alleyway that I'm pretty sure is a dead end.

"Gotcha," I said to myself, landing on the ground. I knew I couldn't be too far away from her; but the moment I go into the alleyway, I see her vaulting and jumping off the walls, hanging from ladders, flipping over clotheslines...

I can do that tricky stuff, sure, but nowhere near how quickly this chick was.

I shot a web onto the wall and forced myself forward, vaulting off and jumping over one of those metal fences; I look to see that the girl was also web-slinging her way through the open skies. I forced myself to get more air time by pulling as hard as I could with one of my webs.

Ahhh, now we're back to web-slinging through the rooftops, just like last time.

Looks like I'm gaining on her now! She probably knows it by now, you can't outrun the Amazing Spider-

"Oh, goddammit!" I shout. I can't believe I forgot to refill on my cartridges last night. But I was tired!

Well, I guess it's time to get reacquainted with the ground once mor-

I feel something grab me by the back of my costume, stopping my fall. I look up to see 'Web-girl' holding me up and carrying me through the air.

"Look, I caught my prey!" she joked.

Jessica's POV

Man, that was a close one, catching Mr. Red and Blue Pajamas in mid-fall. I thought I was gonna break him or something.

I can't do that, can I?

W-whatever!

I land into an abandoned junkyard with the 'not-so-Amazing-Spider-Boy (yes I'm still calling him that) in tow. The landing itself was not so great; we both tumbled onto the ground and-

*BONK*

"Oh s**t!" I yelled out, hitting my head on a torn down car hood. "Oh that kinda hurt!"

Just because I'm durable doesn't mean I'm immune to pain, man!

Getting up and still holding my head, I see Spider-Bro dusting his shoulders off. "You okay there, 'Web-girl'?" he asked me.

I put my hands on my hips and looked at him. "No, no, I'm cool, dude. Small world catching you at this time of day."

"What do you want? How do you know my name? Who are-"

*THWIP*

If I did not web his mouth shut, that would've gotten very annoying. "One at a time. First: my name is Jessica. Second: I mean, it's pretty obvious that you're Spider-Man, and what do I want? I went into my thinking pose. "Hmm, I dunno, maybe to tie you up and eat you? Muahahahaha!"

I giggled when he took an awkward step back. "Gotcha, didn't I?" I joked. Peter removed the webbing from his mouth.

"You're a very weird girl, you know that?" Bro told me.

"Pssh, weird is the new normal, dude," I responded back. A couple of seconds of silence passed before I stepped up a bit closer. "Look, Spider-Bro, there's something super important I have to talk to you about."

I watched as he crossed his arms. "You couldn't be bothered to tell me this last night?"

"Hey, I was busy saving you from Tall, Dark, and Goopy, so don't put that on me! Listen, anyway bro," I started. I pulled off my mask and saw his eyes widen.

"Y-you.." Peter tried to say.

"I'm your sister, bro. Surprise," I said weakly, a nervous smile on my face.

Peter looked at me, his eyes wide with shock. After a few seconds, he did the one thing I had a feeling he'd do.

He fainted.

"Better than what I expected," I snarked to myself.

Yes, I am using the Ultimate Marvel version of Jessica Drew. And elements of the Clone Saga.

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