"Ah! There's a spider in my room!" Peter yelled, snapped his book closed and prepared to throw it at Anya when she suddenly just jumped into his room like if it was a normal thing.

"Two, in fact." Anya sat on the frame of the window, streching her arms.

"WHERE?!" He stood up and looked at every corner of his room with the history book as weapon.

The girl on the window smiled and laughed slightly. "Hey, I'm thirsty."

"Buy something then." Peter raised an eyebrow and sat again on his desk.

Anya jumped to his bed, messing it all as she threw a pillow at him. "First off, I don't have pockets in this suit so.. No money. Second, I was near and while you're here I'm out fighting without nothing to drink." She complained with the voice of a little spoiled girl; angry at her parents 'cause she didn't get what she wanted.

"Whoa there, sometimes you're the one studying and do I complain about it? No." He made a pause." But that's because I'm better."

"I'm just thirsty. I'm going to crawl to your kitchen." She said rolling slowly on the bed to fall to the floor with all and sheets. Then, with only using her arms, she began to crawl on the floor to where Peter was. She didn't really know why she was acting like that. Funny what too much sun can do.

"ZOMBIE!" He threw the pillow she had thrown at him. The way she was crawling on the floor kind of remembered him to one of the zombies of The Walking Dead. "A crawler!" He said, instead of 'walker'.

"Arrrgghhh.." She growled on her best zombie voice. "Waterrrr-"

"Zombies don't talk." He interrupted her inspiration.

Anya narrowed her eyes. "Shut uuuppp." She kept talking like a zombie of a cartoon.

Peter glared at the desk, looking for water like if his life depended on it. Thankfully there was a glass with water.

"Here!" He abruptly threw the water at Anya's face.

"Wha-" She stood up, really willing to strangle him. "I'm going to stick my webs down your throat, Parker."

"You wanted water, didn't you?" Peter smirked. "At least, if you're going to kill me, lemme put my suit on to make it fair."

Anya grabbed one of the sheets on the floor and she wiped his face, then threw it again to the bed.

"Karma. I'm not going to do trick or treat with you."

"AW NO! But, but, but we were planning to do Wendy and Peter Pan!" He teased, laughing.

"Tha karma will get you. Just saying." She jumped off the window and swung away, at least she got a bit of water.