A/N uggh sorry, I had to rethink some stuff because i got the plotline for this story mixed up with my other... but i got it straightened out. okay, heres chapter 3! :)
They returned to Peter's apartment just in time to get some lunch. MJ and Peter walked to a Panera Bread restaurant and decided that it was a good enough place as any, and they went in.
"Peter, I've been dieing to ask you... how is it that you do what you do, without seeming to have any fatal injuries? I mean, you look great right now and you just battled that monster the size of a house." She said, biting into her sandwich.
"Oh. Well uh, it's kinda complicated... I just have this sense, you know, I guess it came with the whole Spider powers thing, but It warns me if theirs danger around. I mean, It could go off for stupid reasons like someones throwing a paper ball at my head or there's a bee near me. It's been pretty handy though."
"Wow. Sounds pretty cool, I guess. Hey Pete... I... well, I was thinking about... what we were going to do for a wedding?" She asked curiously.
"Oh well... to be honest I haven't thought about the actual wedding part yet... I don't know, I wouldn't want to have something too big, just moderate, y'know friends of the family and all..." Peter suggested. He sipped some of his coke and looked over MJ's shoulder at a platinum blonde girl who just came into the store. She looked like some kind of supermodel.
"Yeah, I was thinking that too, and... what are you looking at, Pete?" She looked over her shoulder and didn't see anything.
"Oh... nothing." He said, looking back towards her. The truth was that the girl who came into the restaurant was eyeing MJ thoughtfully, and it made him uneasy.
"Ummm... MJ, listen, I was thinking-" That's when he heard the dreaded sound. A gunshot and a scream. He paused for a moment, looking down.
"You've got to be kidding me. I'll be right back MJ, stay here, don't go outside." He warned, and ran out of the store, changing as he ran. Seconds later, Spider-Man swung out of nowhere and into the sky. MJ watched him soar away and wondered if it was always going to be like this for them.
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Peter saw it was the usual gang of thugs, and sighed. Hadn't they learned by now that they would never get away with it as long as he was around? Another gunshot was heard and this time it was coming at him.
Guess not.
He dodged it easily, thanks to his spider-sense. He swung down and landed a kick on two of the thugs. He managed to web up one of them and they fell over, rolling around on the ground. He backlipped to get out of the way of some raging idiotic thief, and came back down, landing a series of punches on him. Once he'd easily webbed up a present for the cops, he fired another webline out and prepared to get back to MJ and the restauraunt. He swung up into the air when he caught sight of another thug, making a run for it. How had he missed him? He immediately swung the other way and landed right in front of him as he ran down an alley. He was prepared to punch his lights out when he faltered.
It wasn't a thug - it was a girl! He could see how he woudl've been mistaken. She was dressed in an all black outfit, with white stripes at the elbows and knees. She had black boots and black gloves, with a black necklace. Her hair was so blonde it was almost white, and she had a black mask over her eyes, making it impossible to identify her. In other words, she was a knockout.
"Uh... you shouldn't be messing around over here, it's dangerous..." He said, trying to think of something.
"I can take care of myself, bug-boy. I'm a big girl." She said, eyeing him with a look that made him a little uncomftoratable.
"Uh... right, well uh... I'll uh, see you around... uhmm..."
"Black Cat."
"Right, uh... well, stay out of trouble," Peter said, and shot a webline to the top of the building and soared away. He landed on the top of the rooftop and slapped his forehead.
"Man, was that embarrasing." He sighed. MJ was gonna be mad. He'd been gone for at least a half an hour. He swung back towards the cafe and entered as Peter Parker. He walked over to where they were sitting and saw no one. He looked around, frowning.
"MJ?" He asked no one in particular.
"Hey, you Peeder Parter?" A guy that couldn't speak english well asked him. He was busy making some sandwiches for the customers, but raised his hand at him.
"Um.. yeah, That's me."
"Red-Girl want me to tell you she gone to work," The guy said.
"Oh. Right. Thanks." Peter didn't remember MJ saying she would have to leave... guess she'd forgotten or something. He walked out of the restaurant. Their relationship was definately taking all the blows.
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Mary Jane was at Harry Osborns house. She'd left Peter and the restaurant. She said she was going to work, but really, she had a few things to work out herself. Without Peter around. She decided to talk to Harry, she was sure he'd know, he was his best friend. She sat on his couch waiting for him to come out of the other room with her head in her hands. She was afraid that Spider-Man would complicate their relationship. She wondered who Peter would choose if it came down to it - Mary Jane, or Spider-Man?
"Hey MJ, what's up?" Harry came out and sat down next to her. He looked worse than ever - like he hadn't slept in weeks. He looked skinny and pale, and overworked.
"Oh, nothing. Harry, I just... see, Peter has been... working a lot, lately. He usually has to leave in the middle of things, you know, because he has two jobs. I mean... I guess, to get to the point, I was wondering if you think... d'you think that Peter would choose his work over me? I mean... I guess I feel a little neglected, because he always cancels things with me, and..."
"Well. His job, as I know, is very important to him." Harry said coldly. After discovering his best friend was his worst enemy, Harry hadn't spoken about Peter much.
"Do you think that he'd eve be able to make a commitment to me without complicating things? I feel like every time he leaves me, he forgets about me, or he could... I'm sorry, I feel like I'm a big whiner. Peter's work is important to him, like you said..." She shook her head and looked down.
"No MJ. It's Peter who is the problem. If he isn't willing to commit to a relationship then he's obviously not worthy of you." Harry said.
MJ frowned. What was wrong with Harry? He'd always supported MJ and Peter...
"Well... I'll talk to him about it. I just wanted to get another opinon before I rushed into things. I better go."
"Wait - MJ, listen, can you come over, later tonight? I want to talk to you about something." Harry said, looking hopeful.
"Sure Harry. I'll see you later, then." She said, walking out the door and closing it behind her.
"See you later." He said and smiled knowingly.
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Peter swung back up into the city as Spider-Man. He decided to wait until MJ got home before going home himself. He had hours to burn, and nothing to do, so he decided to patrol the city for the remaining time. The city was unusually quiet, which probably meant there'd be a whole shipload of crooks the next day. He never did get to finish his lunch, and was reminded just how starved he was by a loud grumble in his stomach.
"Ugh, Must... have... food!" He spotted a McDonalds down the road a little and swung over to it. He landed on the roof and checked his shoes for money. He put it there when he was Spider-Man, seeing as how he didn't have any pockets. He pulled out three and a half dollars.
"Hallelujah."
--
"Have a nice day!" The person at the drive in said to someone driving away. Before the next car could pull up, the woman gasped.
"Hey, can I get a cheeseburger and a small fries?" Said an upside-down Spider-Man.
"Uhm... s-sure Spider Man." The lady rushed over to get the food herself so as to not hold up things. She handed Spider-Man the food and he handed her the money. He swung up to the top of one of the highest buildings in Manhattan, unwebbed the food bag from his back, and sat down to eat it. He looked around the city. Various people honking horns, millions more walking along the night time streets. His keen eyesight allowed him to see even farther than before. His attention was drawn to someone waving down a cab near the edge of the road. He stopped chewing. It was Mary Jane. Didn't she have work right now? He quickly stuffed all the food in his mouth and swung down to meet her.
They returned to Peter's apartment just in time to get some lunch. MJ and Peter walked to a Panera Bread restaurant and decided that it was a good enough place as any, and they went in.
"Peter, I've been dieing to ask you... how is it that you do what you do, without seeming to have any fatal injuries? I mean, you look great right now and you just battled that monster the size of a house." She said, biting into her sandwich.
"Oh. Well uh, it's kinda complicated... I just have this sense, you know, I guess it came with the whole Spider powers thing, but It warns me if theirs danger around. I mean, It could go off for stupid reasons like someones throwing a paper ball at my head or there's a bee near me. It's been pretty handy though."
"Wow. Sounds pretty cool, I guess. Hey Pete... I... well, I was thinking about... what we were going to do for a wedding?" She asked curiously.
"Oh well... to be honest I haven't thought about the actual wedding part yet... I don't know, I wouldn't want to have something too big, just moderate, y'know friends of the family and all..." Peter suggested. He sipped some of his coke and looked over MJ's shoulder at a platinum blonde girl who just came into the store. She looked like some kind of supermodel.
"Yeah, I was thinking that too, and... what are you looking at, Pete?" She looked over her shoulder and didn't see anything.
"Oh... nothing." He said, looking back towards her. The truth was that the girl who came into the restaurant was eyeing MJ thoughtfully, and it made him uneasy.
"Ummm... MJ, listen, I was thinking-" That's when he heard the dreaded sound. A gunshot and a scream. He paused for a moment, looking down.
"You've got to be kidding me. I'll be right back MJ, stay here, don't go outside." He warned, and ran out of the store, changing as he ran. Seconds later, Spider-Man swung out of nowhere and into the sky. MJ watched him soar away and wondered if it was always going to be like this for them.
---
Peter saw it was the usual gang of thugs, and sighed. Hadn't they learned by now that they would never get away with it as long as he was around? Another gunshot was heard and this time it was coming at him.
Guess not.
He dodged it easily, thanks to his spider-sense. He swung down and landed a kick on two of the thugs. He managed to web up one of them and they fell over, rolling around on the ground. He backlipped to get out of the way of some raging idiotic thief, and came back down, landing a series of punches on him. Once he'd easily webbed up a present for the cops, he fired another webline out and prepared to get back to MJ and the restauraunt. He swung up into the air when he caught sight of another thug, making a run for it. How had he missed him? He immediately swung the other way and landed right in front of him as he ran down an alley. He was prepared to punch his lights out when he faltered.
It wasn't a thug - it was a girl! He could see how he woudl've been mistaken. She was dressed in an all black outfit, with white stripes at the elbows and knees. She had black boots and black gloves, with a black necklace. Her hair was so blonde it was almost white, and she had a black mask over her eyes, making it impossible to identify her. In other words, she was a knockout.
"Uh... you shouldn't be messing around over here, it's dangerous..." He said, trying to think of something.
"I can take care of myself, bug-boy. I'm a big girl." She said, eyeing him with a look that made him a little uncomftoratable.
"Uh... right, well uh... I'll uh, see you around... uhmm..."
"Black Cat."
"Right, uh... well, stay out of trouble," Peter said, and shot a webline to the top of the building and soared away. He landed on the top of the rooftop and slapped his forehead.
"Man, was that embarrasing." He sighed. MJ was gonna be mad. He'd been gone for at least a half an hour. He swung back towards the cafe and entered as Peter Parker. He walked over to where they were sitting and saw no one. He looked around, frowning.
"MJ?" He asked no one in particular.
"Hey, you Peeder Parter?" A guy that couldn't speak english well asked him. He was busy making some sandwiches for the customers, but raised his hand at him.
"Um.. yeah, That's me."
"Red-Girl want me to tell you she gone to work," The guy said.
"Oh. Right. Thanks." Peter didn't remember MJ saying she would have to leave... guess she'd forgotten or something. He walked out of the restaurant. Their relationship was definately taking all the blows.
..--....--....--..
Mary Jane was at Harry Osborns house. She'd left Peter and the restaurant. She said she was going to work, but really, she had a few things to work out herself. Without Peter around. She decided to talk to Harry, she was sure he'd know, he was his best friend. She sat on his couch waiting for him to come out of the other room with her head in her hands. She was afraid that Spider-Man would complicate their relationship. She wondered who Peter would choose if it came down to it - Mary Jane, or Spider-Man?
"Hey MJ, what's up?" Harry came out and sat down next to her. He looked worse than ever - like he hadn't slept in weeks. He looked skinny and pale, and overworked.
"Oh, nothing. Harry, I just... see, Peter has been... working a lot, lately. He usually has to leave in the middle of things, you know, because he has two jobs. I mean... I guess, to get to the point, I was wondering if you think... d'you think that Peter would choose his work over me? I mean... I guess I feel a little neglected, because he always cancels things with me, and..."
"Well. His job, as I know, is very important to him." Harry said coldly. After discovering his best friend was his worst enemy, Harry hadn't spoken about Peter much.
"Do you think that he'd eve be able to make a commitment to me without complicating things? I feel like every time he leaves me, he forgets about me, or he could... I'm sorry, I feel like I'm a big whiner. Peter's work is important to him, like you said..." She shook her head and looked down.
"No MJ. It's Peter who is the problem. If he isn't willing to commit to a relationship then he's obviously not worthy of you." Harry said.
MJ frowned. What was wrong with Harry? He'd always supported MJ and Peter...
"Well... I'll talk to him about it. I just wanted to get another opinon before I rushed into things. I better go."
"Wait - MJ, listen, can you come over, later tonight? I want to talk to you about something." Harry said, looking hopeful.
"Sure Harry. I'll see you later, then." She said, walking out the door and closing it behind her.
"See you later." He said and smiled knowingly.
----
Peter swung back up into the city as Spider-Man. He decided to wait until MJ got home before going home himself. He had hours to burn, and nothing to do, so he decided to patrol the city for the remaining time. The city was unusually quiet, which probably meant there'd be a whole shipload of crooks the next day. He never did get to finish his lunch, and was reminded just how starved he was by a loud grumble in his stomach.
"Ugh, Must... have... food!" He spotted a McDonalds down the road a little and swung over to it. He landed on the roof and checked his shoes for money. He put it there when he was Spider-Man, seeing as how he didn't have any pockets. He pulled out three and a half dollars.
"Hallelujah."
--
"Have a nice day!" The person at the drive in said to someone driving away. Before the next car could pull up, the woman gasped.
"Hey, can I get a cheeseburger and a small fries?" Said an upside-down Spider-Man.
"Uhm... s-sure Spider Man." The lady rushed over to get the food herself so as to not hold up things. She handed Spider-Man the food and he handed her the money. He swung up to the top of one of the highest buildings in Manhattan, unwebbed the food bag from his back, and sat down to eat it. He looked around the city. Various people honking horns, millions more walking along the night time streets. His keen eyesight allowed him to see even farther than before. His attention was drawn to someone waving down a cab near the edge of the road. He stopped chewing. It was Mary Jane. Didn't she have work right now? He quickly stuffed all the food in his mouth and swung down to meet her.