"So," said Peter, "since I'm the clone do you get to be Peter Parker and I take over as Ben Reilly?"
"Still doesn't feel right to me." said Ben
"So we stay like this, with me as Peter and you as Ben?"
"Yeah, let's go with that."
Later that day Peter came home to MJ.
"Hey, MJ." he said.
"Hi, Peter." she said.
"How have you been?"
"Not my best. I've had some slight complications. The doctor said I should be fine, but he says I should expect more in the future. How have things been going for you?"
"Not bad, not bad, unless you count finding out I'm actually a clone as bad."
"What?"
"A few days ago Spider-Man got into a fight with a clone, the real Spider-Man was seemingly killed but survived after all, but we decided that it wouldn't feel right for some reason to change lives so I'm going to live with you despite me being a clone."
"Oh."
A few weeks later, Peter and Ben stood at Aunt May's bedside, the ECG line slowly getting less steep. Peter and Ben both shed tears.
"I'll miss you, Aunt May." the both said, "Thank you for all the help you gave me in life." They left just before the ECG line went completely flat. They did not see the slight cloud of smoke surround her, however.