From the 'who's the bravest?' conversation they had after punching the thugs' right in the face Anya ended up being dragged by Peter to his house to see who would be the first screaming due to the horror movie they planned to watch.
"So?" She sighed, rolling in circles on his swivel chair.
"We're gonna watch one for kids. Paranormal Activity."
"That's... craaaaaap." She drew out the word, with shaking her head as she stopped rolling on the chair.
"I thought you'd get too scared so I chose that one." He showed her the four movies.
"Resident Evil is better." She suggested. "Zombies are better."
"I wanted to watch The Ring or something."
"Then whyyou didn't buy The Ring?"
"Because..." Peter made a pause, "you'll have nightmares and you will not sleep for the rest of your existence."
"Then why you didn't by The Ring?" She insisted and begun to roll on circles with the chair again.
"Okay, we're watching The Ring." He walked to where his computer was and pushed Anya away, tapping the keyboard to look for The Ring online.
"Good." She jutted her thumb up.
Peter paused the movie and let it buffer, he then glanced at Anya. "Cheer up!"
"This is boring and pointless."
"Lemme recall. We saved the city, you agreed with this, we saved the city again, you tweeted and I saved the city while you were tweeting." He pointed out.
She sighed one more time and rolled her eyes. "This is just... Boring. Horror movies are crap."
"..." Peter thought for a moment, "Be right back." He left his room and closed the door behind him.
Anya started sliding around the room with the chair. Impulsing herself with the walls to get to the other side of the room.
She looked in Peter's room for something to do and she took a comic book issue.
After a few minutes Peter came back. "Anya!" Peter slammed the door open.
"Heya." She answered, still reading the comic book.
He grabbed her by the wrist and dragged her out of the room.
"What now?" She said, boringly.
"We're going to the basement." He retorted, smirking.
"Yay." The brunette rolled her eyes and just let Peter drag her to down stairs his room. "I'm hungry." She glanced at the kitchen, pulling in direction to there.
"Okay then, hungry." He teased, pulling Anya back to the basement's way. He opened the door and pushed slightly Anya on a shoulder to go first downstairs to the dark basement.
She exhaled deeply and dropped her shoulders. "Whatever you put in there. I'm not gonna get scared, y'know."
"Then what are you waiting for?" He raised a challenging eyebrow.
Anya walked slowly down stairs.
"Hurry up, hungry zombie." Peter said, pushing her again.
When she arrived to the basement, she tried to take a look at the place but the lights were off and Peter turned off the light of the ladder, too.
"The most scary thing here is that I can step onto a lego." She said out loud, trying to find Peter in the dark. "Where the hell did you get, geek?" And just in that moment, someone slammed the door of the stairwell closed. She ran to it and tried to open it but without succes. "You're gonna let me locked up here?!" She shouted, walking into the basement.
"Crap!" She stepped on something like a bike and almost fell to the floor.
Anya then stopped walking when it had no sense to keep doing so. I'm hungry, she thought.
She heard a webshot and felt how something was pulling on her ankle.
"Peter, that's just- AH!" The web was pulled roughly to wherever was its source and that made her fell to the floor.
"I'm gonna kill you!" Anya growled and when she was about to stand up, the web made her fall again and this time, taking her to into the darkness.
She latched her hands to the floor and crawled to the opposite direction from where she was being dragged to.
Someone screamed, a girl, but not Anya. She thought that Peter was using some scream from some random horror movie.
She unentangled the web from her ankle so she could stand up.
"You're dead, Parker." Anya closed her fist tight. She used the web as guide to go from its source but she found nothing.
Then, everything was quiet. Too quiet.
Something like a chair was suddenly threw upside down and when she turned to see, the same scream of the girl sounded right in her ear.
Peter was on the ceiling and had his arm extended with the recorded girl's scream on his phone right beside Anya's ear.
That did took her by surprise and she jumped. "Maldita sea contigo." She mumbled between her teeth, grabbing tightly Peter's arm and throwing him down from the ceiling, his shoulder hit hard on the floor.
"Ouch!" Peter said, also laughing of Anya. It was a funny kind of pain. "Poutty mouth." He kept laughing and checked if his phone was still alive. Hopefully, it was.
Anya took his phone away from him and replayed the scream, pressing the phone against his ear.
He momentaneously felt a buzz on his ear but tried not to complain about it. "Revenge. Feels good huh?" He grinned at her.
And though Anya wanted to kill Peter for making her fall and drag her like that on the floor, deep but very deep inside it was a little tiny bit funny for her.
