A Superhero's Holiday

By turtlegirl42

I do not own Spiderman.

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Chapter 2: Spiderman

Spiderman had really wanted to join in the holiday festivities. Hey, everyone else was doing it, right? Why not Spiderman?

Besides, nobody celebrated the Christmas holidays like New York did.

But Peter Parker had to admit that wearing a Santa hat and swinging around the city really wasn't the greatest idea.

For one thing, while he was swinging, it kept threatening to fall off. It actually did fall off a couple of times, and he definitely wasn't going to go dive-bombing fifty stories to find it.

Another problem was that the criminals did not appreciate Spidey's appreciation for Christmas.

Okay, they laughed at him.

The worst of them was the Green Goblin. He took Spiderman's hat, put a pumpkin bomb in it, and threw it at him. And the next time they met, the Green Goblin had his hover-glider decked out in red and green lights and threw bombs shaped like Christmas ornaments at Spiderman. "Is this festive enough for you, Spiderman?"

Not to mention the fact that he was made a complete laughingstock of in The Daily Bugle.

"SPIDERMAN THINKS HE'S SANTA CLAUS!" the headline blared, with a picture of Spiderman with his festive hat on beneath.

Needless to say, Peter was drained of most of his holiday spirit.

But that didn't mean he became a Scrooge. He still wished fellow New Yorkers happy holidays as he passed, and was still pretty psyched about the holidays.

Because this year, he was spending Christmas with MJ. And that…well, nothing, ABSOLUTELY NOTHING could beat that.

And that's exactly what Peter did. Christmas Eve was spent at his apartment with MJ, baking Christmas cookies, listening to Christmas music, and watching the simulated fireplace at Peter's apartment.

But then the inevitable happened. "We now interrupt this holiday music to give some important and devastating news. There has been a twelve-car pileup on the corner of 38th St. and Broadway. Injuries have been reported, and it would be wise to steer clear from this area tonight during your last minute Christmas shopping."

Peter didn't know what to say. Mary Jane knew, of course, but Christmas Eve? He really didn't want to ruin the evening by leaving. On the other hand, there were injuries… Peter really felt obligated to help.

Mary Jane saw him deep in thought and grinned. "Hey, Spiderman, you go save some lives and spread some Christmas cheer," she said, tossing him his spider suit.

Peter was just about to leave when Mary Jane called, "Hey, wait!" She tossed him a Santa hat. "Go spread some holiday cheer," she said, grinning.

Peter took the Santa hat, smiling. Hey, why not? It was Christmas Eve. And with a quick goodbye kiss to Mary Jane, Peter swung off into the chilly night air.